"Chengzi, I know I can't dissuade you this time, nor do I intend to. You're already an adult, and I believe you've given every decision thoughtful consideration. All I want to say is, take good care of your brother and look after yourself,"
The weighty words of the dean, like a boulder bearing down on Shen Cheng's chest, made her feel somewhat uncomfortable.
Six years, a full six years.
If it weren't for the dean, she and her brother might have entered Hell long ago.
Sometimes reality is more melodramatically cruel than any drama!
The events of those days, still vivid in her memory.
A once-happy home shattered in an instant, her brother severely injured and comatose, Dad taken away and his legs broken.
And her, poisoned and having nearly passed through the gates of death herself.
She didn't know how many rainy nights they spent playing hide and seek.
Hiding in places where ordinary people dare not go: wastelands, graveyards, crematoria—
