The picture album has been turned to the last page, and the woman in the picture went from sitting on the roof to falling down. What Tang Huan looked at was not the woman in the picture album, but the feet behind the door on the top of the building.
The man followed her gaze and saw three raised lines on the end of his eyes, separating three gullies. "The eyes are quite sharp, if the owner of those feet hadn't appeared, how could she be relieved!"
After Tang Huan heard this voice, his eyes turned to him, his original fear was replaced by anger for a while. The man looked at her: "Do you have something to say?"
After speaking, he stretched out his hand to tear off the tape that was sealing her mouth, and then looked at her unblinkingly. Tang Huan exhaled several times in succession, but did not say aloud for help. Because he has a hammer in his hand, enough to keep her silent.
Man: "You really are more sensible than them, what do you want to say?"
Tang Huan looked at him, still frightened. She trembled and said, "Why kill them? Life is enough for them."
The man raised his eyebrows: "So I help them get free."
"You have no right to do this?" Tang Huan said.
"Right? Humph, funny, I'm doing a good job, and saying I don't have the right?" The man's eyes were two dark birds. Tang Huan looked at him and didn't speak any more.
The man waited for a few seconds, seeming to be waiting for her rebuttal, but she closed her mouth and stopped speaking. He couldn't understand the woman's thoughts for a while. The people in front of him called for help as soon as they woke up, afraid to die, begging for mercy all the time. The one in front of him resisted at first, but the closer he got to death, he became quiet and gave up
"Why don't you beg me to let you go?" He finally couldn't help asking.
Tang Huan glanced at him: "Did they not beg you?" Her eyes looked at the easel and the picture albums on the table by the window.
"Hehe, please, of course!" The man's eyes were full of pride.
Tang Huan: "Please, they still can't escape you and ended their lives on your own terms. I will end up with such consequences. What can I ask for."
The man tightened his brows, stared at her for a few seconds, and sneered in his nose. Putting away the picture on the easel, he got up and put it back on the table by the window.
He walked back to Tang Huan and took out the sealing glue, "So you don't even fight for the chance to survive in the end?"
Tang Huan: "You shouldn't have tied me here. Actually, my fate is different from that of Lang Qi back then."
"It's a little different, but it will be the same after a few days." He tore a piece of glue and was about to paste it.
Tears gleamed in Tang Huan's eyes, but a smile appeared on his face, and he laughed slowly.
The man's sticking action stopped: "What are you laughing at?"
Tang Huan: "Laugh at myself as stupid." If it wasn't that I was too stupid, how could I not even know the true face of the person in front of me
The man also smiled: "Women have always been stupid." Tang Huan didn't answer, but just sat there, the self-deprecating smile on his face continued.
The man finally put the sealant on it, and then got up and went out the door. Until the sound of closing the door came out for a while, Tang Huan kept exhaling outward, tears quickly rolling out. She must find a way to escape, lower her head on her bent knees, and wipe away the tears. Although her back is facing the door, the mirror in front of her can reveal some of the characteristics of the room behind her.
Outside the room where she is now, there is obviously another room, similar to the main room of her grandmother's house. If she wants to go out, she must first find a way to untie her tied hands and feet.
Tang Huan looked in the mirror, his teary eyes lit up for two points.
(End of this chapter)