Sun Qianqian spoke while trembling, her body uncontrollably slipping downward.
"I don't know what to do now, no one will help me anymore, they won't let me tell the police..."
Sun Qianqian's voice grew smaller and smaller, with tears welling up in her eyes.
When Ji Xizhi went to inquire about Sun Qianqian before, she had not heard this part of the story. The other villagers, upon learning that Sun Qianqian had run out in the middle of the night and had now returned safely, their first reaction was to think that Sun Qianqian was being immature, never imagining anything else.
Ji Xizhi knew there was probably a problem, but hearing Sun Qianqian say this now, she couldn't help but clench her fists.
"Don't be afraid."
Ji Xizhi's voice carried suppressed anger and exceptional calmness as she reached out to wrap Sun Qianqian in her arms.
Sun Qianqian did not cry out loud, she only sobbed twice on Ji Xizhi's shoulder and then quickly glanced around.
