Mei couldn’t but let fl y into a sudden rage.
“Why?” Mei fractured the silence.
“Why?” She raised her voice, dry and husky.
“Why?” She cried without a break, like an angry child asking for the right not to be doomed.
“Why?” She suddenly screamed, lifting her face. Her ten fingers strengthened and looked like the vigorous branches of bamboo, crawling in the air. All in one breath.