Xiu Er felt like she had finally met a confidante who could truly resonate with her. She had so much to say, but because of the time, they had no choice but to return to their respective places, and their conversation ended there.
How nice.
Chun Er envied how calmly and openly Xiu Er lived, because Xiu Er dared to live honestly. Her family was poor, and she could just say it outright. Unlike Chun Er—how much of the mess in her family did she dare to talk about and let others know?
In that already shattered home of hers, her mother was gravely ill, her father addicted to gambling. Every time he lost, he would sell everything in the house. Once the things were gone, he started selling his daughter. If Chun Er refused, what awaited her was beatings and curses, and even… that beast of a father, after he got drunk, wanted to do unspeakable things to her.
