C1548 My Condition Has Worsened!

"Why, I, what the hell have I done to deserve a punishment worse than death? God, tell me why. Why didn't you just let me die, but instead made me do this? "

Chai Murong, who had her eyes closed, leaned against the wall. Her mind was filled with the face she had just seen.

What kind of face was that? There shouldn't be any words to describe it, right?

If she had to find a word to describe it