Qin Yu endured the pain and walked forward. It was too painful, and she couldn't help but cry.
Why did she have to suffer so much? Was it because her youth was filled with nothing but happiness? Was it her happiness quota that was used up, leaving only bitterness?
Memories of her childhood flashed through her mind. She had a puppy called Beany, her best friend. It accompanied her every day and never left her side.
Where was Beany? Where did she go?
She probably didn't survive. The man killed her parents and the servants at home. He probably wouldn't let Beany live either.
It was really too pitiful.
Who was the man, second master?
She hadn't even discovered the truth. How could she die? What a pity!
How should she explain it to her parents if she met them later? They put in so much effort only for her to screw it up, failing even at staying alive.