Alas!
Forget it, forget it, the more I think about it, the more it bothers me.
Ye Jiu suddenly sat up from the bed and, truth be told, this bed was much more comfortable than the earthen kang at her home.
And even though this room couldn't be considered extravagantly luxurious, it was at least poetically charming; being trafficked once, her living conditions had unknowingly improved by several grades!
Unfortunately, no matter how nice the environment, it couldn't keep her heart from wanting to escape!
Turning her head to look at the girls sitting on the other two beds, crying, Ye Jiu felt a deep sympathy rise within her.
These two girls were prettier than herself; if they couldn't escape, who knew where they would be sold.
Thinking this, Ye Jiu spoke, "Alas, after all, we all live under the same roof now. My name is… Xiaoji, ten years old. What are your names?"
Ye Jiu thought for a moment, but she still didn't reveal her real name.
