"Fine, I guess I'm just unlucky. I feel sorry for her."
"Money and goods settled, I'm taking the person with me!"
Yu Luo calmly observed all of this.
She tried to move, but her whole body felt like it had been taken apart and then haphazardly put back together. The excruciating pain instantly swept over her entire body, and even lifting a finger became a luxury.
For now, we can only take it one step at a time.
Mother Sun called over two burly men who dragged her away like a tattered sack and threw her into a damp, moldy, windowless woodshed.
With a thud, a bowl of barely-there soup, barely even rice porridge, was placed next to her.
"If you drink it yourself and survive, you're lucky. If you don't wake up, throw you into a mass grave!"
Sun's mother's voice came from outside the door, followed by the sound of the door lock closing.
Everything returned to deathly silence.
…
I don't know how much time passed.
Half-asleep, Yu Luo felt something warm being carefully fed into her parched mouth.
It has a faint herbal bitterness.
She struggled to open her heavy eyelids.
A pretty face, yet filled with panic, came into her view.
She was a very beautiful older sister, about fifteen or sixteen years old, with gentleness and worry in her eyes.
When she saw that she was awake, the older sister was startled and quickly put a finger to her lips.
"Shh-"
She glanced nervously towards the door and whispered, "Don't make a sound! If Mom finds out, we'll all get a beating!"
Yu Luo didn't speak, but just looked at her quietly.
Seeing that she didn't intend to cry out, the pretty older sister breathed a sigh of relief and continued to feed her medicine with a small spoon.
"When I see you, I'm reminded of my sister."
Her voice was soft, tinged with sadness.
“I was also sold here by my parents. My younger sister was also badly injured, but she didn’t make it. She died as soon as we arrived…”
The pretty woman's eyes reddened, and her voice choked with emotion.
"I don't want you to end up like her. Please try to hold on a little longer, okay?"
She seemed to be speaking to Yu Luo, but also to herself.
"You have to live. As long as you live, you'll always find something to be happy about, really!"
After administering the medicine, she put away the medicine bowl and prepared to leave.
Before leaving, she turned back and gave a smile in the dim light.
"My name is Chunxue. My mother says that the first snow of spring is the most delightful."
And you? What's your name?
Yu Luo's throat was so dry and painful that she had to use all her strength to squeeze out two words.
"Seven Seven".
Chunxue's eyes suddenly lit up, and her face lit up with joy.
"Qiqi, you're still conscious! That's wonderful! That's wonderful!"
"I'll come see you again tomorrow, you must hang in there!"
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