"She... how did your sister pass away?" Yuncui's voice trembled slightly.
This world is truly full of suffering. Although her own background was unfortunate, hearing of others' pain still made her feel sad.
Perhaps it was precisely because she had experienced pain herself that she could empathize with the pain of others.
Yin Caiyu waved her hand, "Let's talk about that later. After our parents died, the three of us became orphans. As you know, even adults in the slums have to fight hard just to survive, let alone children like us."
Yuncui nodded in agreement, "Yes, it must have been very tough..."
