How could it be, how could it be …
Li Sicheng was such a proud person. How could he be treated as such a creature?
This was more painful than killing him!
Su Qianci sat on the sofa, covering her mouth. She couldn't help crying, and her vision was blurred.
No, impossible!
If this was the case, how could he accept it? How could he accept it?
She knew him. She knew him too well.
But at the same time, Tang Mengying, who was his childhood friend, also knew Li Sicheng very well.
She knew what kind of method could make him suffer the most, the most painful …
Just imagining it, Su Qianci felt that she could not bear it.
She wanted to see him, she wanted to see him!
Tears fell uncontrollably. Su Qianci felt like there was a big hand holding her heart tightly, making it hard for her to breathe.
— — —
The dark basement was a little damp.
Vaguely, there was an indescribable dark atmosphere, seeping into the air and people's hearts.
It was very dark, but in the basement where there was no sunlight all year round, it was impossible to tell whether it was day or night.
She couldn't even see her fingers, and it was as dark as ink.
In the darkness, there was a panting sound like a beast, rapid, crazy, and painful.
Sharp high-heeled shoes tapped the ground, quickly forming a brisk rhythm, and she walked in.
Tang Mengying was humming a tune, obviously in a very good mood.
Jing Sao, the gatekeeper, saw her coming and automatically took out the key, opening an iron door, and then a wooden door. After that, she opened a door with an iron railing, and Tang Mengying was able to enter.
Carrying a bag, Tang Mengying came in and turned on the light that had been turned off for a long time.
The basement was separated by a solid iron cage, which was a space of less than five square meters. There was a toilet with toiletries in it.
There was a simple plug-in electric water heater, a toilet, a mirror, a towel, a cup, a toothbrush, and a shaver.
Just outside the toilet, there was a single bed. The bed was very clean and simple.
There was only a pillow, a quilt, and a person.
Other than that, there was nothing.
A man was lying on top of it, curled up into a ball, hugging his knees. His body and head were covered in sweat, and his temples and neck were bulging with blue veins due to the pain. His entire body was red, and his face was pale from the pain.
Due to not being exposed to the sun all year round, his originally healthy, wheat-colored skin had now become deathly pale.
Her skin was so white that it was transparent, so white that it was translucent. One could clearly see the blood vessels beneath her skin. It was beautiful and delicate to the point of being ferocious.
Li Sicheng hugged himself, gasping heavily and twitching. Seeing her coming in, he stretched his hand out of the iron cage and shouted incoherently, "Give … me, Tang …"
"Tsk, tsk …" Tang Mengying took his hand and pulled him to her chest. "Here. If you want it, I can give you anything. Do you want it? Tell me, yes or no." Tang Mengying looked at Tang Mengying.
Li Sicheng's hand twitched, but when it touched her soft palm, he still pulled it back.
"Give me … medicine …"
"What did you say? I didn't hear you. Louder! " Tang Mengying deliberately smiled and turned to Jing Sao. "Open the door. I will go in and serve him."
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