In the evening, I received a text message from him: Prepare well, he's coming tonight.,During the day, a low hum of that little man whimpering for him to be gentle kept echoing in his ears. His eyes would constantly see the image of himself exhausted and nearly passed out from sleep. He savored the feeling and couldn't help but do it again...,Shen Tong cried, a torrent of tears. However, besides crying, what else could she do。