After Xu Keke's firm refusal, Cheng Yi and Xiao Han did not insist on taking her home.

The original owner's home was on the second floor of an old residential area, a one-bedroom apartment. Xu Keke pushed open the door and entered a small living room without windows.

In the middle of the room, suspended by an electric wire, was a light bulb covered in grease. The light resembled that of a firefly flying alone in the night. It was light, but not bright.

Under this dim light, the original owner's grandmother, Liu Fang, sat at the table under the light bulb.

With her head slightly lowered and her face expressionless, she picked up crumpled papers from the chair beside her and spread them out on the table one by one.

The paper trembled slightly with the movement of her hand. The movement was slow but practiced.

She collected these papers every day by rummaging through the trash cans in the neighborhood. After sorting them out, she planned to sell them the next day.

Hearing the noise, Liu Fang, who was sitting facing the door, didn't even raise her head or say a word.

The original owner's small single bed was in the west corner of this living room. At the foot of the bed was a pile of neatly folded cardboard boxes and stacks of old books and magazines that Liu Fang had collected.

"Grandma, the teacher said to bring the household registration booklet to school tomorrow." Xu Keke, imitating the original owner of this body, put her schoolbag on the bed and sat on the edge of the bed to talk to Liu Fang.

Liu Fang remained silent for a long while before shakily getting up and walking towards her inner room.

Xu Keke followed her inside.

Liu Fang hunched over and sat sideways on the edge of the wooden-framed bed.

She was just lifting the covers when she paused, seemingly not expecting Xu Keke to follow her in.

In a flash, Xu Keke saw that under the household registration book that Liu Fang had picked up, there were several neatly arranged ten-yuan bills.

Xu Keke didn't stay long; she took the household registration book and left.

Xu Keke's thinking was simple: the original owner's mother had moved her household registration. There would definitely be a record of that on the household registration book.

To Xu Keke's disappointment, the page about the original owner's mother, Chen Xiufen, only had two large red characters stamped at the bottom: "Moved Out".

Xu Keke closed her household registration booklet and sighed inwardly. After a moment of contemplation, she put the booklet into her schoolbag.

Looking up, she saw Liu Fang standing at the doorway, staring at her for a while.

Those cloudy eyes were completely expressionless, revealing neither joy nor anger. Yet, they exerted an invisible pressure on the person who looked at them.

From the original owner's memories, Xu Keke knew that Liu Fang's life had truly been difficult.

She had several children when she was young, but she couldn't keep any of them. Finally, when she was thirty, she gave birth to Yunjiang, Yunduo's father.

But a few years later, her husband died in a work accident. She raised her son Yunjiang alone with great difficulty.

Yunjiang was a nobody, working as a loader in a factory. He finally managed to get married.

Liu Fang used the money the factory lost to help him get married, and later they had a daughter named Yunduo.

Unexpectedly, Yunjiang and Yunduo's mother, Chen Xiufen, couldn't get along.

They argued at home every few days. The last time, Yunjiang hit her too hard. Chen Xiufen called the police and even went to the Women's Federation. The two eventually divorced.

Chen Xiufen abandoned Yunduo, who was not yet two years old, and left alone.

Less than two years later, Yunjiang found his current wife. She was also divorced and owned a house, so Yunjiang moved out of that house, leaving Yunduo with Liu Fang, who was then over sixty years old.

When Yunjiang got married for the second time, Liu Fang took out all the money she had and borrowed a lot from others.

Liu Fang's pension is not high, so she has been collecting scraps, paying off loans, and supporting Yun Duo.

Some of these things were known to the original owner, while others were heard from conversations among neighbors.

Liu Fang rarely spoke to her. Ever since the original owner had memories, Liu Fang always looked distressed.

For Liu Fang, living was like a heavy burden. It weighed her down, causing her to become hunched over at a very young age.

Seeing Liu Fang tidying up the newspapers on the table, Xu Keke imitated the original owner of the body and went to the kitchen to get food.

As usual, there was a thin porridge with very little rice, and steamed buns in the steamer. The porridge was cooked by the original owner every morning before leaving.

The steamed buns were leftovers from the steamed bun shop downstairs last night, unsold. They were given to the grandmother and granddaughter at a discount.

Liu Fang stopped cooking a long time ago. Occasionally, a neighbor would bring them some cooked food. Usually, she would just go downstairs to buy leftover steamed buns.

If you're lucky, you might get meat buns. Xu Keke ate two today, both vegetarian.

The room was quiet; apart from the sound of eating, there was no other noise.

In the original owner's memory, this was how her family was from a young age. Liu Fang rarely spoke at home, and even rarely criticized the original owner. Over time, the original owner became somewhat withdrawn.

The door was pushed open from the outside with a bang. Xu Keke saw a sparkle in Liu Fang's eyes.

Her withered lips curled up slightly. Her hands trembled even more violently than before.

It was Yun Jiang who came in. He was very burly. As soon as he entered the room, he glared at Xu Keke, his eyes filled with disgust and a hint of ferocity.

"Why are you here? Have you eaten?" Liu Fang was a little unsteady on her feet as she stood up in her haste. Seeing Yun Han following behind Yun Jiang, her eyes filled with surprise and bewilderment.

"Xiaohan is here!"

Yun Jiang ignored Liu Fang and walked straight past her towards Xu Keke.

“Luna told your aunt that you got into a fight at school today. And you messed with someone you shouldn’t have. Let me tell you, our family doesn’t have the money to pay for it. Don’t go looking for trouble.”

Xu Keke ignored him and focused on eating the vegetable bun. The original owner of this body was at the age when she was growing.

She cooked porridge in the morning, but didn't have time to eat it. She didn't have much money, so at noon she just bought a steamed bun at school, drank plain water, and ate it with pickled vegetables when she got back to class.

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