First, then, love.

A tremendous panic gripped her heart.

The blood stopped flowing for a moment, and then, like a floodgate being opened, it rushed wildly backwards in the blood vessels.

My temples were throbbing, and they hurt from the throbbing.

My eardrums were filled with the pounding sound of my own heartbeat.

The sound was deafening.

Shu Yao didn't dare to turn around, not even glancing back out of the corner of her eye; she could only stare intently ahead.

My gaze pierced through the swirling snowflakes and settled on the car fifty meters away.

The footsteps behind her didn't increase in distance because of her speeding up.

Instead, they're getting closer and closer.

The man started running.

Undisguised, blatant.

The heavy rubber-soled shoes made a teeth-grinding scraping sound as they stepped on the frozen snow.

The distance is getting shorter and shorter.

Ten meters, eight meters, five meters.

Shu Yao could even feel a surge of heat coming from behind her.

"Help……"

She tried to shout, but her throat felt like it was stuffed with a rag.

Overwhelmed by fear, she could not utter a sound, only heavy breathing.

Run, run!

Shu Yao screamed wildly in her heart.

She didn't care how slippery the snow was under her feet, or that she might twist her ankle at any moment.

She rushed forward with all her might.

The carbon fiber guitar case I was carrying, which I usually found light and easy to carry, now felt like a heavy lead block.

The violin case kept hitting her shinbone, causing her pain.

Twenty meters, fifteen meters.

The Porsche's sleek body lines became increasingly clear in the wind and snow.

Shu Yao frantically rummaged in the pocket of her down jacket with her right hand, which was covered in a leather glove.

My fingers were frozen stiff and trembling, completely unresponsive.

I found the car keys.

My thumb landed precisely on the unlock button.

Press it down firmly.

"Beep beep!"

The crisp sound of the electronic unlocking device rang out in the deathly silent parking lot.

The Porsche's yellow headlights instantly illuminated, piercing through the swirling snow and dispelling a small patch of darkness.

The moment the car lights came on, Shu Yao's tense nerves relaxed slightly.

Tears welled up instantly, blurring her vision.

We've arrived, we're safe.

All she had to do was open the car door, get in, lock the door, and step on the gas, and she could leave this pervert far behind.

She reached out her left hand, her fingertips already touching the cold car door handle.

In that very instant.

A sudden change occurred.

In the blind spot next to the Porsche, by the dim light of the car headlights.

Shu Yao suddenly saw it clearly.

There was a dilapidated silver-gray Wuling Hongguang van parked there.

The car body was covered in mud and grime, and even the windows were so covered in dust that you couldn't see inside. The license plate was completely obscured by a dirty rag.

The car was still running.

The engine emitted a dull, weak "humming" sound, and the exhaust pipe emitted wisps of white smoke in the wind and snow.

It was too dark and the snow was too heavy just now. She was only thinking about escaping and didn't notice the ghostly car at all.

"Splash—!"

A piercing metallic scraping sound rang out.

The sliding door on the side of the bread cart was suddenly pulled open from the inside.

A tall, dark figure, like a hungry wolf that had been lurking for a long time, pounced out of the dark carriage.

The speed was unbelievable.

Shu Yao didn't even have time to scream.

A nauseating, sour, and smoky stench enveloped everything.

A large, cold hand suddenly reached out from the darkness.

With irresistible brute force, he grabbed her left wrist, which was gripping the car door handle.

The force was astonishing.

Shu Yao's wrist bone made a clear, crisp cracking sound.

The excruciating pain was instantly piercing.

"what!"

She cried out in pain, and tears instantly streamed down her face.

The car keys in my hand fell to the ground with a "thud" and disappeared into the thick snow.

Without pausing, the shadowy figure grabbed her wrist and pulled her back forcefully.

Shu Yao was thrown backward by the enormous force.

My shoes slipped on the ice, making it impossible for me to stand. My back slammed hard against the cold, rusty door of the bread truck.

"Bang!"

A muffled thud.

My internal organs felt like they were about to shift, and a metallic sweetness rose in my throat.

"Got you?"

The man spoke.

His voice was hoarse and unpleasant, like two rusty iron plates rubbing together, tinged with a morbid excitement.

Using the reflection of the Porsche's headlights.

Shu Yao finally saw the face of the madman in front of her clearly.

He was wearing a shiny black hoodie and a black baseball cap pulled low over his head.

A pair of bloodshot eyes, revealing madness, greed, and lust.

His eyes were fixed on her face, his eye sockets twitching with excitement, his chin covered in messy stubble, and a smear of disgusting saliva hanging from the corner of his mouth.

Shu Yao felt a violent churning in her stomach, and felt so nauseous she wanted to vomit.

"Let go of me! What are you doing! Help! Help me!"

She screamed for her life.

The sound pierced the snow-covered night sky, mournful and desperate.

But this was the most remote corner of the parking lot, and the security booth was hundreds of meters away. The sound of the wind and snow drowned out her cries for help.

Men aren't afraid at all.

He grinned, revealing a mouthful of yellowed, smoky teeth, a smile that sent chills down your spine.

His laughter was so intense it sent chills down my spine.

"Go ahead and yell, yell loudly, I love hearing you yell."

As he spoke, he grabbed her arms and forcefully dragged her into the abyss where the bread cart was open.

The black carriage reeked of a suffocating smell of mildew and blood.

Nylon rope, packing tape, and several pieces of rags were scattered haphazardly on the ground.

"Why are you running away, Yaoyao?"

The man moved closer to her, exhaling a foul stench from his mouth.

He called her Yaoyao.

His tone was familiar, even carrying a hint of perverse affection.

Shu Yao's skin crawled with goosebumps; panic washed over her like ice water.

"I wait for you here every night, to see you get off work, to see you walk through that alley carrying this violin case."

The man's gaze swept over her body without restraint.

His gaze pierced through her thick down jacket, as if trying to strip her naked.

"You looked so beautiful and so alluring playing the violin on stage tonight."

"That black dress, with such a low neckline, did you wear it on purpose for me, Yao Yao?"

The vulgar and offensive words were thrown at her like excrement.

Shu Yao's mind was buzzing, and her worldview was completely shattered.

This isn't some robber seeking money; this is a complete psychopath stalker posing as her fanatical fan.

"Get away! Don't touch me! You're a madman! A pervert!"

She struggled frantically.

Her left hand was being held tightly, so she used her right hand to grab, hit, and scratch.

With her long fingernails, she scratched the man's cheek with all her might.

"Sizzle."

Three blood-red marks instantly appeared on the man's filthy face, his skin torn and peeling.

The man winced in pain and gasped for breath.

But the madness in his eyes did not diminish; instead, it was fueled by the blood and became even more violent.

"You shameless bitch! You don't know what's good for you!"

The man cursed angrily, raised his thick arm, and slapped Shu Yao hard across the face.

"Snapped!"

The crisp, loud sound of a slap echoed through the wind and snow.

The force was so great that Shu Yao's head was knocked to the side.

My head buzzed, and I was briefly dizzy, my ears filled with a sharp ringing sound.

His lips split open instantly, and the metallic taste of blood filled his mouth.

Half of my face swelled up quickly and burned with pain.

"You dare hit me! My husband is a SWAT officer! He'll kill you! Let go!"

She screamed out He Zheng's identity at the top of her lungs, trying to scare the madman away.