Before Lin Ya could finish, He Jichen pulled her back into the room and tossed her casually to one side when he learned where Ji Yi was. Without a single word, he strode out the front door.
The doors to her dorm room were wide open, and there were quite a few people watching from outside the doors. Everybody seemed shaken up by the ferocity emanating from his body. When he stepped out, everyone took a step back in unison.
It wasn't until He Jichen's silhouette had disappeared around the corner of the stairway that the silent halls erupted with whispers.
"What's going on?"
"I'm not sure, but they were just talking, and I think Lin Ya trapped Ji Yi over there?"
"Why would Lin Ya treat Ji Yi like that? We're all dorm-mates, isn't that going overboard?"
As those voices grew louder, they woke Lin Ya from the shock inflicted by He Jichen that practically frightened her to death. She leaned against the cabinets on the balcony, took a few deep breaths and forced herself to stand up straight. Then, with trembling legs, she walked over to the doors and through the pointing and whispering in the corridors.
Ji Yi didn't know just how long she'd been trapped in there, but she did know that it must be quite late because the sun was rising higher, and the rays of sunshine were brighter.
Fresh blood poured from her wrists from rubbing against the ropes, and they were swollen two times the normal size.
She didn't want to give up, but she could clearly feel the pain from her wrist with every movement. The pain was so sharp that it made her entire body shiver violently.
The sun beat down through the windows and bathed Ji Yi's face, making the hopelessness in her heart grow stronger.
Even though there was no way for her to tell the time, the sun had risen pretty high. It was probably almost nine in the morning.
Ji Yi was no longer tremendously popular like four years ago, so she had no right to be late, nor did she have any right to delay the shooting. She was afraid that with her absence, the director would replace her right away...
Ji Yi felt so wronged. Again, she gritted her teeth and rubbed the rope around the chair, causing a piercing pain to surge from the wound on her fair wrists. Her whole body jumped, and the pain hurt her so much that she let out a grunt. A cold sweat came over her body.
She held her breath for a long time as she waited for the pain to subside. She really wanted to endure the pain, but her wrists no longer felt like her own. No matter how hard she tried to move, they wouldn't budge.
Her hopelessness was like a tide, completely flooding her.
The toughness in her eyes slowly disappeared and in its place was infinite sorrow.
Could it possibly be that this time I really lost to Qian Ge?
This was the hard-earned opportunity I've been fighting for. If I miss out, wouldn't I be in the exact same position as when I woke up from the coma? I've waited so, so long for this new opportunity... In the end, maybe I never had a shot at all.
At that thought, Ji Yi's eyes turned red; she could clearly feel the wetness building up in her eyes. Just when she thought the tears were going to pour out, she suddenly heard hurried footsteps from outside the door.