Today is the day my roommate gets married.

The joyful sound of firecrackers outside the house.

In the dilapidated kitchen, I held up a large ladle and stirred the big pot of soup for the banquet.

My arms are sore, my frostbite hands are cracked, and my ribs that were kicked by Xu Qing last night are also aching.

But I am completely unaware.

I quickly glance at the mother-in-law guarding the door.

While she's not paying attention, I quietly touch my pocket.

The stolen anesthesia for animals is still there.

I grab the medicine powder with my left hand and quickly sprinkle it into the soup as much as possible.

My heart is pounding with excitement.

As long as I can make them all unconscious, I will definitely be able to escape from here!

Just then, I feel a strong force grabbing my arm.

The mother-in-law's sharp questioning rings in my ear:

"What is that white thing in your hand?"

Oh no, she found out!

Before I could come up with an excuse, she ruthlessly kicks me to the ground.

The mother-in-law keeps kicking me without stopping, her eyes spitting fire:

"You heartless and despicable thing, did you put rat poison in the soup!"

A piercing pain suddenly radiates from my lower abdomen, as if my bladder is being torn apart.

I fall to the ground, bending over and clutching my stomach, and with the corner of my eye, I see the wall, and an idea forms.

"No," I endure the pain, and manage to speak in difficulty, "I just felt a bit dizzy, lost my balance, leaned against the wall, and got some wall dust on my hands! It's wall dust!"

The mother-in-law's face relaxes a bit,

after confirming with the aunt who rushed over to check, that no one has tampered with the food. She snorts coldly, complaining to the aunt:

"After we've fed her well and clothed her for so many years, how come she's still so immature."

"How can you feed someone so well for so many years and they still don't mature,"

she grumbles, then turns to look at the stove and urges me:

"It's almost done, hurry up and bring it over. If you dare spill a drop, watch me kill you."

I quickly stand up and lift the steaming soup pot,

even though my body is in pain,

my heart is excited.

In the three years since I was abducted, this is the first time I've seen hope of escaping.

"Can't spill, can't spill..."

I keep repeating under my breath as I head towards the main house.

Just about to step inside, I accidentally run into someone rushing out from the inside.

The soup spills all over the floor.

My only hope shatters.

Despair and anger instantly ignite within me.

I glare fiercely at the person in front of me, but I am stunned.

It's him, Zhang Peng, my boyfriend before I was abducted.