My father lost at cards and sold me to a trafficker.
I jumped off the train and found a glimmer of life from death.
The first time I met Jiangbeichuan was in that damp and cold cave.
He was shirtless and his face was terrifyingly gloomy, but I followed him home.
I did laundry and delivered meals to Jiang Beichuan.
When he was thirteen years old, I asked him: "Jiang Beichuan, I will be your wife, can you send me to school?"
Jiang Beichuan's frozen face smiled abnormally that day.
"I'll teach you how to learn."
He ruffled my hair and pinched my face: "I don't need to be a wife, you are too ugly..."
