Mother Lin was frightened and asked again and again.
Lin Zhiqiu threw herself onto the bed and covered her head with the blanket, crying her heart out.
She had almost said goodbye to this world after going through the gates of hell. Those people had spared her life, but so what? She was completely dirty and could never go back.
Only now did he realize that there was no such thing as the worst, only worse!
She wanted to die, but she was afraid of death and did not have the courage to commit suicide.
"Qiu 'er! What's wrong with you! Hurry up and tell me, I'm so anxious!"
Lin Zhiqiu raised her swollen eyelids and looked at her mother. ""Mom, don't ask anymore. We'll go back to our hometown tomorrow!"
The next day was a rainy day.
Although the rain in spring was not heavy, it was not a convenient thing for people who moved.
