Translator: Dragon Boat Translation  Editor: Dragon Boat Translation

Sun Zhilan quickly took out the piece of paper. Qin Jiaojiao walked over and s.n.a.t.c.hed it away before pus.h.i.+ng it into Qin Yi's hands.

Sun Zhilan's heart was filled with antic.i.p.ation but did not know this was the last straw that overwhelmed Qin Yi.

“Child, baobao, I am your mother. Follow me home. Mummy will take care of your wounds.” Sun Zhilan's eyes were filled with tears that had yet to drop.

She naturally saw Qin Yi's injuries but did not dare to move towards her.

Qin Yi finished reading the piece of paper. The first half was all garbage to her and only the familiar handwriting at the end caused her remaining bit of unyielding determination to disappear as tears started to appear at the corners of her eyes.

Qin Yi's hands relaxed and let the piece of paper fly away like a b.u.t.terfly.

‘Yiyi, Granny let you down. For Jiaojiao, granny made use of you. Please don't blame granny.'

Qin Yi's heart was riddled with questions. ‘So, it turns out that everything was a lie. Everything that she had was a lie. What warmth, what sun? All of it was a lie.'

The last string in Qin Yi's mind snapped. She could clearly see the house in her own world crumble, the sunlight having disappeared and everything crumbling to ashes. The beautiful world that she had built up had disappeared.

She was alone inside this dark world. She wished to stop it, but her limbs were stuck and unable to do anything.

Suddenly, the sky became bright again and snow started falling. A familiar door appeared. Qin Yi lowered her head to look and discovered that her body was shrinking. Her limbs had turned small and riddled with scars. She was dressed in thin weather and her arms and legs were tied up. Qin Yi trembled in the cold.

All the familiar scenes where she was treated badly, Qin Yi's eyes reflected loss. ‘How did I return here? Is this a dream? Did I go through a rebirth again?'

Snow continued to fall and entered Qin Yi's stomach, causing her to cower back. Her hands were freezing and her feet that did not have shoes on started to swell and resemble steamed buns.

Her stomach started to growl, but her mother continued drinking in the room. While in thought, w.a.n.g Santing staggered out. She was beautiful and burped out loud. When she saw Qin Yi staring at her, she suddenly took the stick leaning against the wall.

The little Qin Yi spasmed suddenly as the st.u.r.dy stick struck her body and inflicted pain. But Qin Yi remained silent as she looked at w.a.n.g Santing with aggrieved eyes. This incited an even more brutal beating.

Qin Yi felt the pain on her own body and felt like dying. In fact, she wanted to die. Dying like this was not too bad.

But she did not die and instead fell into a warm embrace that felt like the sun. She could not help but yearn for it.

“Good child, don't be afraid, I'm here.” Qin Yi raised her head and opened her eyes, desiring to find out who the person was. When she saw the familiar face and warm loving eyes that had a smile, Qin Yi finally started crying.

‘Granny, I'm in pain. I can feel all the pain in my body, but why is my heart in the most pain?'

Qin Yi wanted to touch her grandmother's face, but the scene suddenly changed again. The sky turned dark and w.a.n.g Santing disappeared along with her grandmother.

Qin Yi stood up in a panic. She did not want to be alone; she did not want that. She did not want to be n.o.body's child. She wanted to be loved.

A heart-wrenching cry of a helpless child sounded out in the darkness.