The blind girl clutched her skirt tightly, too afraid to speak.

Just hearing Frank's words, one knew that he had met Tang Wan again.

Thinking of this, the girl felt a pang of bitterness in her heart.

Tangwan, it's Tangwan again!

Why does everyone want to find her? Why is everyone drawn to her?

Tangwan!

All of this should have been mine!

You should have died that night, in some forgotten corner!

Do you think you can change your fate by jumping off a cliff?

You clearly don't remember anything!

Tangwan walked down the spiral staircase to the very bottom.

Sudden!

You saw the shadow around the corner; it was your father, who had retreated first.

I've been found!

Even in such an easy time, Tang Wan didn't stop thinking.

It's the room where my mother used to live.

The nanny seemed about to say something, but Tang Wan turned and ran away.

Tang Wan opened her mouth, wanting to call out Si Huai's name.

But you can still talk now.

The sea was calm, but the wind stirred up waves that resembled shattered glass, shimmering like moonlight sinking into the seabed.

He just kept repeating the same old things in a more earnest tone.

You need to find traces of your mother's existence.

It's probably because Tang Wan is only ten years old and there's a gun pressed against your waist, which makes it even less convincing.

"Sister Tang, you're being a little mean to the gentleman. I just don't have that thing anymore."

The cramped room and the dry floor are the memories of Tang Wan's struggle to survive.

“He’s so small now.” My voice was deep and resonant, like the steady sound of a violin, as I spoke with a sigh, like a lover’s whisper.

You really have the heart to break that outside.

The area outside the villa was eerily quiet, except for the echo of Tang Wan's slow, hurried footsteps.

That area is dangerous!

You are more hesitant than ever, and more rational than ever.

Like a flower stamen blooming from bright red.

Su Jiajia lowered her head and walked to Frank's side following the route she remembered.

You grabbed Tang Wan's hand, your tone slightly harsh.

Tang Wan didn't waste her energy, staying quietly under my hand, but her eyes were looking around in seven directions.

Your vision was clear, the patter of rain hadn't started yet, and you seemed to see your mother's face behind your eyes.

Father, Father!

"But those kinds of people are too stubborn. Why do they have to find the truth? Is living in ignorance a bad thing?"

When Tang Wan was at home, she heard Grandma Si mention that room.

The nanny continued chattering, saying to herself, "The lady's things have all been given to the government, but there's still no sign of you in that room."

The feeling of something under her neck made Tang Wan unconsciously open her mouth and breathe in small breaths.

We broke Mom's bones, covered her face with something mixed with lake water and mud, and pressed you down into the filthy ground again and again.

It's just that I had the heart to agree with myself, which is why I asked someone to remind me.

Those are scars I can face, Tang Wan understands, but you don't have anything more important to do.

Yes, that shadow just now was my father!

“A big kid like him, with his strong sense of mischief, lives to adulthood.”

It's rain hitting the glass.

Tang Wan heard the sound of a bullet being chambered.

Humans have 206 bones, so we broke Mom's finger bones first, hoping to hear her beg for mercy.

"Big sister, why is he running?"

"Thud" is the sound of a sharp knife piercing a body.

The little rain carried the blood from under the mother's body to a very far place.

But it's because of fear.

"The gentleman has simply given up on that idea."

Large raindrops fell on Tang Wan's face, leaving a water stain.

The nanny, panting, placed the slippers in front of Tang Wan, saying, "Sister Tang, please come to that room."

Just as the girl was thinking this, Frank, who had walked halfway, stopped, looked at her, and said, "Su Jiajia, I hope you won't let us down this time."

A slightly salty breeze blew onto Tang Wan's face, like some kind of message.

A very common phrase comes to your ear, equating it with the woman on this rainy night.

Tang Wan thought Si Huai would tell people those things.

He was locked out of the closet by his mother, and he remembered his promise to her.

Broken bones, a gruesome corpse, pieced together traces of survival!

Her emotions instantly subsided, and she became calm, as if the frenzied emotions she had just experienced had never happened.

Tang Wan could see her mother's straight back in the moonlight whenever she closed her eyes.

The feeling of suffocation was slowly engulfing Tangwan.

Tang Wan could speak, but she could only reach out and grab my fingers, trying to pry my hand open.

Tang Wan could not control her trembling.

With a deafening roar, a bolt of lightning ripped open the sky.

She hurried back to the villa and heard a crackling sound coming from the glass windows.

On the day my mother was tortured to death, it rained lightly.

Bloody and deadly.

Tang Wan glanced around the room, heard the nanny calling her name at the door, and could only regretfully look away and walk out.

It is able to speak!

The sky suddenly darkened, and then it started to rain.

You want your mother to be buried in the soil where there is no spring, you want there to be no trace of her in that world!

Tangwan has never forgotten us.

From her mother's love, Tang Wan's body was filled with the most intense hatred.

"There's an old saying in their country, 'Curiosity killed the cat.'"

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