everything around them was immersed in the new year's atmosphere, except for rong yan.
She was like a ghost that was wandering outside the world. Her body had been hurt all over, and only her soul was intact. She looked at the people in the square, laughing and making a scene. The bitterness in her heart spread from her heart and spread all over her body. She felt like she was deeply poisoned, and the poison had entered her heart and spleen. She did not have long to live.
She had no family, no friends, no lover. She had nothing. If she wasn't a wandering soul, what was she?
There was no one or anything in this world that belonged to her. Everything around her was a lie.
She was just a pitiful worm, a big fool who had been deceived by others and almost lost her heart.
At that moment, a young couple walked past Rong Yan with their three or four-year-old baby.
