As Xuyiran's voice fell,

Li Dui, who was watching the live broadcast expressionlessly, suddenly furrowed his brows.

The hand that had already taken the phone also suddenly exerted some force.

In the live stream room, Xuyiran's story continued. His originally expressionless face became increasingly ferocious as the story progressed.

"That day, the dean and the teachers specially changed her into a very nice goose-yellow dress, handing her over to that couple with full of expectations."

He chuckled self-deprecatingly, his voice hoarse, "Perhaps it was destined by fate."

"That day, I had originally agreed with my classmates to play basketball together after school. But even before school was over, my heart was beating unusually fast, and my eyelids kept twitching. I always felt that something bad was about to happen."

"In the end, I stood up my classmates, rushed back to the welfare home as soon as school was out. It's strange to say, even though I was running really fast at that time, the cars passing by kept honking, but when I passed by a car parked on the side of the road with tinted windows, I still heard a faint cry coming from inside the car."

Xuyiran paused, then picked up a bottle of wine next to him, unscrewed the cap, and took a few sips.

"I was too familiar with that voice."

He said, his voice trembling, his eyes turning crimson, gritting his teeth as he continued:

"But just as I was about to knock on the car window, a woman suddenly rushed over from the side, opened her mouth and shouted that I was going to smash the window and steal things. The woman kept pulling me, trying to drag me away, but the crying from the car kept getting louder."

"In the midst of the crying, there was also the sentence: 'Xuyiran, save me!'"