Tu Jiaqing abruptly threw away the small sealed bag in her hand and said with a shudder, "I don't want to!"
Miss Shu frowned. Without saying a word, she grabbed the other woman by the hair, dragged her to the washbasin, shoved her head down into it, and turned on the faucet.
Only after the water completely covered Tu Jiaqing's face and she had struggled for a while did Miss Shu yank her up by the hair. She straightened Tu Jiaqing's face toward the mirror and said beside her ear, "Take a good look at yourself right now, and understand your position. If we can raise you up, we can just as easily trample you down. Do you think you're the only talented woman?"
Then Miss Shu let go, and Tu Jiaqing's body went limp as she collapsed onto the floor.
Her mind began to grow hazy. Her body's craving for those little pills seemed to have reached its limit.
Why was this happening?
Tu Jiaqing frantically asked herself why this was happening... It shouldn't be like this.
She had exchanged souls with her sister and switched bodies... She had even sacrificed her own soul for all this. Yet everything had only just begun. She hadn't written her own songs or shown off her talent... How could this body already be addicted to drugs?
What kind of joke was this?
At that moment, Miss Shu picked up the pills from the floor, pried open Tu Jiaqing's mouth, and forcibly stuffed them inside.
Tu Jiaqing had no idea how she swallowed them. She only knew that when she felt the drugs slide down her throat and enter her body, she experienced unprecedented terror. She clutched her throat with both hands and began dry-heaving.
Yet very soon, a spiritual euphoria seemed to