Jiang Nan's body was stiff at the door, his hand gripping the door handle so tightly it seemed he might crush it.
Looking at the person in the bathtub, his rational mind told him to look away immediately, but seeing the kiss marks and bruises on her shoulders and neck, Jiang Nan's gaze was unable to detach from the scene in front of him.
All the faucets in the bathroom were turned on, the sound of the water was loud enough to drown out all other sounds.
Meimei's petite body was curled up in the bathtub, the water submerged her chest, her clothes were still on, soaked and clinging to her, her entire body immersed in the water for unknown hours, her skin starting to turn pale.
She seemed lost in her own world, hardly noticing the presence of Jiang Nan by the door, muttering incessantly to herself, then scrubbing her arm vigorously, as if trying to peel a layer of skin off, even as blood was drawn, she did not stop.
Soon, a splash of crimson tainted the bathtub...
