"Ah..." Nán Wǎnyān unconsciously cried out in pain, blood streaming from her forehead. The man behind her roared with fury——,Nán Wǎnyān's memories fused with the pain, intensifying it to unbearable levels. Just as her consciousness was fading, she heard a man sneer and say his final words: —,Two little girls looked exactly alike. The little girl on the wall had her hair in a bun and held tightly to the wall. The little girl with two braids below looked up at her sister with tears in her eyes and said, "Big sister, I... I'm scared..."。