Chapter 13 - 11: She Cannot Die
The sky grew dark as the black night quietly arrived, and the temperature fell significantly compared to the daytime.
Without a scarf, cold wind kept pouring in through the collar of the sweater. Shen Jianian tightly wrapped her arms around herself to ward off the chill. Her steps grew more sluggish, like an oil-leaking machine struggling to function properly.
Blood on her forehead blurred her vision. She lifted her sleeve to wipe it away, but accidentally brushed against her swollen cheek, causing a sharp, burning pain. A scab had formed on the corner of her lip, and even the slightest movement would send waves of pain through her.
Leaving the upscale villa area, Shen Jianian looked around. Few pedestrians were on the street, and those who were hurried along, hardly pausing, perhaps worried about an impending downpour trapping them.
Where should she go?
Shen Jianian moved forward aimlessly, not considering the future; she didn’t even know where she would rest her head tonight.
In this unfamiliar Yicheng, apart from her uncle’s family, she had no other relatives. Even her uncle’s family, after this incident, had been removed from her category of "family."
They were not worthy.
Selfish people simply do not understand the meaning of family.
If, after death, people could truly look down from the heavens to see their loved ones, would her parents feel heartache? Their only daughter was living such a miserable life in the world.
Shen Jianian couldn’t walk any further. She felt so tired, her eyelids heavy and unable to open, breathing became extremely difficult, more air going out than coming in.
Was she about to die?