And what about that four-digit numbered system? How come there are two systems in this world?
It was late at night.
Just as 050 was trembling with anger, cold, and cursing nervously.
Perhaps due to her menstrual cycle, Yu Ning, who hadn't dreamed in a long time, actually dreamed intermittently of scenes from her past life.
The noise was intermittent, like an old phonograph being turned on.
"You're the eldest sister in the family, you have to take good care of your younger siblings, do you hear me..."
It was the scolding from my parents in the past.
“You’re too strong-willed, girl. No one will want you like that… Listen to your aunt, just stay in the village and find someone to marry…”
It was the accusations from relatives who took turns trying to persuade him.
The soles of my shoes were worn out from walking fifty miles of bumpy mountain roads...
A dark, damp basement inhabited by rats...
The blatant mockery and ridicule of the powerful and wealthy when their food was served as a dish...
And there was the sound of a sharp dagger piercing flesh...
Finally, those very same parents and relatives who had once loudly proclaimed her an ungrateful wretch gathered around her hospital bed, feigning grief and sobbing, even though she had been diagnosed with a vegetative state...
A barrage of harsh, chaotic noises, and blurry, faceless figures, like demons from the deepest, darkest of places, with blue faces and fangs, spitting foul saliva as they screamed and licked her face.
Yu Ning's breathing became increasingly rapid. Just a second before she was about to be dragged into the darkness by the blue-faced phantom, the girl on the bed, who had been panting with her eyes closed, suddenly opened her eyes.
The first rays of dawn broke in the bedroom.
She was lost in thought for a while before raising her hand to wipe the cold sweat from her forehead. Yu Ning sat silently on the edge of the bed, still in the position she had just gotten out of bed, her neck drooping, her slender fingers tightening their grip on the edge of the bed, her pale lips cursing under her breath, "Damn it, that's enough."
Until my gaze inadvertently fell on a milk candy on the bedside table.
After hesitating for a moment, Yu Ning moved her fingers, picked up the milk candy, and tore off its outer shell.
The rich, milky aroma upon entry temporarily suppressed the fishy and astringent taste that surged from the heart to the tip of the tongue.
"The taste is not bad."
She murmured.
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