Last night, she could still feel joy due to the drug trend and her body’s reaction.
But today, the joy from last night stimulated her even more deeply. Her nerves made her even uglier, and even more, she broke down!
She kept washing her body.
She could not wash it clean.
Anyway, she couldn’t wash it clean no matter what.
She looked at her body in the mirror, which was already ridiculously red, and was almost skinned by herself.
She turned off the water in the bathroom. Her eyes were red, and she didn’t cry anymore.
Life was really like rape.
When she couldn’t resist, she could only choose to accept it.
If she accepted it, she could stand up.
She wiped her body clean, dried her hair, brushed her teeth, and applied some skin care products.
