Chapter 1749 Being Molested by a Treacherous Man (5)

Fearing that someone would catch up with her, she ran with sweat dripping down her face, panting, fearful, and uneasy.

It was as if there was a ghost behind her asking for her life.

The fear that came again was so familiar, just like the rainy night spent in the villa at her teacher's house, which frightened her to death.

He was just behind her, just one seat away, so close, so close, getting closer and closer, so close that his breath fell on her cheek, and An Mu's eyes were all red, fearful, helpless, and collapsed.

An Mu ran to the intersection, surrounded by cars in groups of three or two, and it seemed that no one was catching up with her. She gasped hard and looked back with courage.

But when she looked at it, she opened her eyes wide again, and a trace of fear flashed in her eyes.

I saw that the car was still parked crookedly on the side of the road, but next to the car, there was a person standing.

Slender, thin, dressed in black, wearing a black mask, just standing there, looking at herself motionlessly.

At that moment, An Mu felt her knees were weak, trembling, and almost kneeling down.

She originally thought that God was blessing her and letting her go so smoothly tonight, but she didn't expect that there was a big head waiting for her at night. An Mu was terrified, with red eyes and almost crying, and hurriedly ran away again.

In the end, she simply found a taxi that went to the bar to pick up customers. There were two people in the back and no one in the front passenger seat. The driver stopped and took her in.

Getting in the car and escaping, An Mu was still in shock. The driver looked at her frequently as if he had encountered evil, and couldn't help asking, "Hey! Boy, are you okay!"

"Ah, no, no!"

An Mu said trying to calm down, closing her eyes to calm her mood.

Just leave the car there, nothing is more important than her own life, she sees some things very clearly.

After An Mu returned to the attic, she entered the small bathroom, turned on the shower, and took a hot shower.

But she seemed to be a little bit possessed, and became neurotic. After closing and locking the door of the small attic, she pushed her small table to block it, and there was a cup hanging on the door handle, as if the cup would fall down with a bang as long as the door was opened.

The windows were also closed tightly, and the curtains were drawn. There was only a little light in the bathroom.

As she washed, she slowly leaned against the cold wall and squatted on the ground.

The shower washed her from top to bottom. On weekdays, she was reluctant to waste so much water, and she would wash quickly and go to bed early, but today she seemed to be indifferent to everything, as if she didn't care, and she didn't care.

When she came out again, she wrapped herself in a bath towel and looked at every corner in the room clearly, even opening the small wardrobe to take a look, and then got into bed, curled up, and wrapped herself tightly in the quilt.

It's past three o'clock now. I don't go to the bar to work many times a week. It's too exhausting and too harmful to my body. I'm tired and can't concentrate on classes during the day.

And this time, it was particularly painful for her.

When An Mu was lying on the bed, she gradually recalled her childhood. When her father was not at home, her mother was with them. The house was full of laughter and joy. Although they were poor, they were happy and happy. However, that was a rare happiness.

However, the scene changed, and when——