Tian Tao stood in the bathroom, staring at the bandage-wrapped face in the mirror, a flame burning in his eyes.
Swish—
Suddenly, the sound of a toilet flushing came from the cubicle.
The on-duty prison guard was adjusting his belt and glanced casually at Tian Tao standing by the mirror.
As soon as their eyes met, he quickly looked away, cautiously greeted Tian Tao, and then hurriedly left the bathroom.
Tian Tao continued to stand silently in front of the mirror, faint spots of red seeping through the white bandage, his cheek muscles twitching from time to time. The intense pain was nothing compared to the humiliation deep in his heart.
"He's afraid to look at me?"
"Why is he afraid to look at me?"
"Is he scared of me?"
"Or is it..."
Tian Tao's heart felt like it was being pricked by countless needles, every breath a terrifying torment.
