บท 70: How could she not be disgusted?

Si Yehan looked at the things on the floor, at the notebook, at the girl's carefully written notes with such careful strokes and it was as if someone had stabbed his chest.

After packing up the items on the ground carefully, the man stood up and walked towards the girl stiffly.

At this moment, the girl was hugging her knees and her head was buried deep. Her cautious and repulsed position isolated herself in her own small world.

On the side of her curved neck, there were visible bruises, a ghastly sight.

Si Yehan reached out his hand like he wanted to touch the girl's shoulders.

However, as he moved slightly closer, the girl's body started trembling even more.

The man pressed his thin lips together, his outstretched hand in midair. After a long while, he decided to retract his hand and slowly took a step back. His eyes didn't leave the girl's body and images in his head kept flashing by…