I've been reborn, but you still think I'm a PUA?

Detention center.

"Ho-"

Wang Beibei, who was lying on the bed, suddenly let out a strange cry, then reached out and grabbed her neck with a painful expression and her eyes wide open.

She seemed to be suffocating!

With a "thump", she rolled off the bed, supporting herself on the ground with one hand and beating her chest with the other, but the problem was not solved.

The instinct of survival drove her to crawl forward.

The door of the detention room was made of iron, and the iron bars inside the room could be clearly seen from the upper part. As long as she found something to hit the iron door to make a noise and attract people coming to the detention center, she could be saved!

But for some reason, Wang Beibei, who had stretched out her hand, gave up the idea. She stopped crawling forward and just lay on the ground, facing the iron gate.

Her face, which had gradually turned purple from suffocation, and her eyes, filled with despair, slowly closed...

In the corridor, two patrolling female guards walked while looking into the detention rooms on both sides.

The people in the detention room were all quiet, just like usual, nothing unusual.

Just as they were feeling relaxed, the scene at the end of the corridor where Wang Beibei was being held in the detention room frightened them to death.

The person who was fine an hour ago was now lying on the ground with an abnormal blue-purple face!

"Wang Beibei, what are you doing lying on the ground? Get up!"

The two female guards shouted, but Wang Beibei on the ground didn't move, let alone answer.

Seeing this, they inexplicably had a bad premonition. After a quick glance at each other, they opened the iron gate and rushed in. Upon closer inspection, Wang Beibei's pupils were almost dilated!

This is a symptom of impending death!

"Oh no, call a doctor!"

A shout broke the silence on this floor. Soon, hurried footsteps were heard in the corridor, and not long after, the urgent sirens of an ambulance were heard.

……

The lights in the operating room went out and the doctor came out with a medical tray in his hand:

"The foreign object blocking the patient's airway has been removed. Don't worry."

Hearing this, the people in the detention center breathed a sigh of relief.

The female guard pointed to a one-centimeter-long, nearly transparent plastic hose-like object on the tray. "What is this? Is this the reason Wang Beibei suffocated?"

"Yes."

The doctor nodded and explained, "This hose is very common in everyday life. You should also find it in the restrooms of your detention center. The patient must have inserted it through his nostrils and accidentally inhaled it deep into his nasal cavity, causing a blockage in his nasopharynx and suffocation."

After hearing this, everyone's faces became serious.

As an adult, Wang Beibei certainly would not accidentally inhale a hose like a child. She probably did it on purpose.

So what is her purpose?

Suicide?

If it was suicide, then the workload of the detention center would increase again...

When Wang Beibei woke up, it was already the next day.

When she opened her eyes, the vast white light above her head made her feel like she was in heaven, but the next second, the pungent smell of disinfectant and the pain in her neck made her realize that she had miraculously survived the suffocation caused by deliberately stuffing the hose into her nose.

She wanted to raise her hand to touch her neck, but she heard a "bang bang" sound.

It turned out that even though she was lying on the hospital bed, her hands were still handcuffed, with the other end handcuffed to the bed railing. The only hand she could move was her left hand, which was not very convenient.

When she woke up, the guards called a doctor to examine her.

Until midnight, nothing unusual happened.

The lights in the corridor were dim. In the silence, even the people at the nurses' station seemed a little drowsy. The night guard at the door of Wang Beibei's ward also went to the toilet.

At this moment, a figure flashed into the ward quickly.

Wang Beibei, who had kept her eyes closed, opened her eyes as if she sensed something!

In the dim light, the figure stopped beside her bed.

Wang Beibei was not afraid at all, and lowered her voice and said, "You are finally here. I have done what you asked. When can you rescue me?"

Even though she survived the suffocation, she still felt a lingering fear when she thought about the pain of dying.

She would never do such a thing a second time even if she was beaten to death.

"It's not that easy to get you out of jail. Why are you so anxious? From now on, you have to do what I say."

Wang Beibei knew how difficult it would be to escape, so she had no choice but to ask, "Okay, what else do you want me to do?"

The figure leaned down and whispered something in her ear.

"I understand."

The figure nodded at her and turned to leave.

However, as soon as he opened the door, he ran into the guard who was returning from the toilet!

The guard's eyes hardened, staring at him and asking, "What do you do?"

Then he pushed the door open and looked at Wang Beibei lying on the bed.

Wang Beibei was still sleeping peacefully as she was before she left. The equipment connected to her was also working normally. Everything was as usual, as if nothing had happened.

The guard withdrew his gaze and felt a little relieved, but still did not dare to let his guard down and stopped the "doctor" in a white coat in front of him.

The masked doctor said, "When I came here just now, I saw you weren't there. I was worried something might have happened, so I came in to take a look. Don't worry, the patient is fine."

"Is there anything else? If not, I'll leave first."

After saying that, the 'doctor' pushed aside the guards and walked away leisurely. Finally, he stopped in front of the nurses' station and said something to the person on duty.

Seeing this, the guard breathed a sigh of relief. He must have been overthinking it...

The night is dark.

The lights are still bright in the commercial areas near the city center, while in the old city area that has been forgotten by the city, only a few street lights are flashing.

Except for the family.

The lights in Li Jiahao's windows facing the street were still on, but no one cared.

The door of the room was ajar, and the sound of guitar could be heard from time to time. The melody was catchy and beautiful, but in the middle of the night, even the most beautiful music would turn into noise.

The neighbor next door has been cursing at the wall for half an hour.

"You're crazy! If you want to sing, go to your crappy bar. Don't come here and disturb my sleep!"

"Fuck! Did you hear that?"

"Damn it, I'll sing you to death!"

Li Jiahao, who was concentrating on writing songs, turned a deaf ear to it and devoted himself to the creation. Manuscripts were scattered around the bed and on the floor, and even the trash can was filled with papers.

At this time, grandma came in with a bowl of noodles: "Jiahao, I cooked some midnight snack for you, remember to eat it!"

The only sound in response was the guitar.

Suddenly, Li Jiahao stopped playing the piano, and grandma's eyes lit up. Did he find inspiration?

Who would have thought that the next second, the person on the bed would frantically crumple the manuscript into a ball and throw it on the ground, his movements and expression full of anger.

Grandma sighed.

Forget it, let him create with peace of mind, and hope there will be a good result tomorrow.

The lamp stayed on all night. As the streets outside the window bustled with traffic, Li Jiahao finally put down his pen. In the middle of the bed lay a dozen sheets of manuscript paper...