C84 He Won't Come They're Together!(2)

The night was so dark that not even the last bit of moonlight was left. He could only see fine, silk-like raindrops falling down. Yem Luochen remembered that every night, he would curl up in a corner of the small black room, covered in wounds. Helplessness and fear eroded him like the darkness.

At that time, he told himself that he could not be weak, he could not cry, and he could not be gentle