In the middle of the night, I was awakened by the sound of dripping water. When I lifted my head, the person beside me was gone.

Gone? It's impossible, as every door here requires my fingerprint to unlock, so he couldn't have escaped.

I stepped barefoot onto a sticky, wet liquid.

Jian Xi was curled up in the corner. I didn't know when he had freed himself from the restraints, his eyes tightly closed, with a deep wound visible on his wrist.

I immediately used a towel to stop the bleeding from his wound.

Jian Xi had lost too much blood and fell into a coma.

Do you want to leave me in this way?

I helped him to the medical room, treated his wounds, and gave him a blood transfusion.

He had no idea how much I had prepared for this day of revenge, let alone that I even built a medical room here to keep him alive and suffering.

A day later, Jian Xi woke up. His face was pale, and when he saw me again, tears welled up in his eyes. He turned away in disappointment.

"Jian Xi, you are so brave," I grinned and patted his body.

"Qin Xing! You are insane!"

To punish him for his disobedience, I took off all his clothes. But the room was heated, so he wouldn't catch a cold.

But I knew that for a young man who had received a modern education and was in his sensitive youth, this was the ultimate humiliation.

"Yes, I'm insane. Only now do you realize it?"

"Why don't you just die!"

I snuggled up to him and provocatively kissed his pale lips and trembled eyelashes.

Seeing him with a look of disgust in his eyes, I became even more audacious.

I gazed at his innocent eyes, blinking, "Jian Xi, don't you really hate me?"

As I saw his shivering pale shoulders, moist eyes, and the bright red lip where I had just kissed, I felt a tremendous sense of accomplishment.

See, even the most perfect person can be conquered by desire.

Even though he had just cursed me with the most vicious words.

I loved the hint of redness and the teardrops in his eyes, making him look like a helpless little kitten.

His hands were restrained and could only be manipulated by me.

Just like a childhood doll.

Perhaps one day, I would also become tired of him.

He kept his eyes tightly shut, showing resistance all over his body.

"Jian Xi, you need to be obedient. Only by listening to me will you avoid suffering," I lay beside him, gently tracing his cheek with my fingers.

As I said this, Jian Xi couldn't help but shiver, his voice hoarse, "Qin Xing, you are a psycho!"

I felt I was being too kind to Jian Xi.

"No fun." I decided to give him a longer lesson.

I kept him in a separate room, tied with an iron chain. The length was only enough for him to go to the bathroom.

I sent him food and water at regular intervals but did not speak to him otherwise.

At first, he refused to eat and just stayed quiet in the corner as a silent protest.

After he passed out, I gave him a nutritional infusion.

"If you don't want to eat, then don't eat at all in the future."

On the third day, he began to show signs of agitation and self-harm, muttering to himself and inexplicably banging his head against the wall.

On the fourth day, I tied him to the bed. If he wanted to use the bathroom, he had to call my name; I wouldn't respond to any other requests.

At first, he was unwilling to speak due to his pride, but after turning all red from holding back, even the tips of his ears were flushed, he quietly called my name.

I helped him with his personal matters.

He showed an unprecedented embarrassment and shame on his face.

"Jian Xi, see how good I am to you." I helped him wash his hands, smiling gently.

At this moment, I was like a mother taking care of a baby, composed, kind, and patient to him.

He didn't speak, pursing his lips and looking at me with a mix of clarity, confusion, and insecurity.