People's sharp and soul-piercing questions emerge one after another, just to satisfy their private curiosity. And they never care how much impact these questions might have on a young girl in her tens, whether they might make her lose faith in kinship and humanity, in the world itself.
Zhen Yu's thorns were slowly eroded away by the curiosity of those around her, evolving from a sharp-tongued little hedgehog into a silent little turtle.
From the initial loud retorts, "That's not true!"
"Definitely not!"
"Impossible!"
"It's not like that!"
To later on, no matter how malicious the words, they could no longer shake her icy heart. She no longer held any hope for her family, turned a deaf ear to all remarks, and thus no longer felt heartbroken or disappointed.
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"Right, today is the 15th!" Zhen Yu suddenly remembered that it was the day Mr. Zhen would come to give the alimony every month.
