Lin Yu's current mood was very heavy.
In just one day, she had learned too many things.
It turned out that she hadn't been abandoned by her parents; she had parents, but she had caused their deaths.
They died by the sword, buried in the bellies of beasts. With mere words, she learned the tragic end of her birth parents. She knew of Ming Xin's death as well, and before she could soothe the pain in her heart, it surged forth once more.
Upon learning that her foster son, Lin Yun, died in a fiery blaze, the death of each family member weighed on her like a mountain.
And then there was Lin Yun, the man she loved, who kept many secrets from her. They made her angry, they saddened her, and they left her unsure how to face Lin Yun.
In fact, she always felt a sense of disconnection toward Lin Yun. Sometimes she felt he was indeed a completely different person, nothing like the original Lin Yun.