On the screen, there is a little girl in a floral dress, holding her brother's hand and walking forward.
My brother went into a milk tea shop.
Later, she disappeared on her own.
She was carried away by a woman.
She cried and shouted that she wanted to find her brother, but no one paid any attention to her.
The little girl cried so pitifully that her despair immediately shocked Tang Yaoyao's heart.
Her eyes were moist as she stared blankly at the screen, her hands draped over her shoulders in self-protection, and she remained silent.
"This is you, and this is me; we've both gotten lost."
Tang Yaoyao said dejectedly, "I got lost and didn't hold my brother's hand."
"Yes, nobody knows we're still alive."
No one knows they are still alive.
This was a huge blow to Tang Yaoyao: "Yes, no one knows we're alive."
Tears streamed down Tang Yaoyao's face as these images brought back memories of the past.
It was her loneliest memory.
"Do you want to go back to the past, do you want to go back to your childhood? If you hadn't gotten lost, you wouldn't have lost all of this."
In Tang Yaoyao's image, she has nothing.
This is also a memory she has always had, and she even dreams of it, of her not returning to the Fu family and the lonely scene.
That memory left her with a bitter taste.
She recalled the days she spent being treated harshly by her stepmother in the Tang family.
She was often home alone, and no one understood her.
Her life is a hundred times lonelier than it is now.
"I think, if I could go back in time, I wouldn't let my brother buy me milk tea. I would hold my brother's hand tightly, and I wouldn't miss my parents for more than ten years. They wouldn't think I was dead and stop looking for me."
Over the years, she has never been remembered.
Her existence was, in fact, nothingness.
"There's no going back, Tang Yaoyao. You shouldn't have existed at all. You died more than ten years ago. You're invisible. You shouldn't have appeared in the Fu family."
"Really? I died more than ten years ago?" Tang Yaoyao muttered to herself.
"Yes, if you disappear from the world, someone will always take your place."
A voice kept tempting Tang Yaoyao, breaking down her inner defenses.
Search for her most vulnerable and sensitive nerve.
Listen to what she says and tell her to go back to where she came from.
A new identity will naturally be replaced by someone else.
I kept hypnotizing her.
Tang Yaoyao lowered her head very low, gradually entering a state of tranquility, as if she were wrapped in a silkworm cocoon and unable to get out.
“You should have died. You shouldn’t be here. Go back to where you came from.”
"Where did we come from, where are we going?"
Where can she go?
Does she have somewhere to go?
The Fu family, or the Xiao family?
“You are not Tang Yaoyao, nor are you Grape. You have no relation to the Fu family. You do not exist in this world.”
Tang Yaoyao asked in confusion, "If I don't exist in this world, then where do I exist?"
The space was so dark it was suffocating.
Only a few red LED lights were flashing.
It felt like being surrounded by flames with very little oxygen to breathe.
"There is a place that suits you."
"Where?" Tang Yaoyao asked.
"hell."
"Hell?" Tang Yaoyao repeated her words.
Do you see the second table in front of you?
Tang Yaoyao looked over in the direction she was referring to.
There were too few bright spots, making it difficult for Tang Yaoyao to see what was on them.
"Go over there and take a closer look."
Tang Yaoyao obediently stood up and walked over.
It's not far, just five steps away, and you can clearly see a knife on the table.
It looks very sharp.
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