Li Yuru was chained to the window, watching Liu Wenxuan huddled in the rain like a dying wild dog. She suddenly hummed Jiangnan Lingzi Song - it was the tune he had hummed outside the window that day when the kites fell.
His twitching back suddenly stopped, and rainwater mixed with blood and tears poured into his mouth, and he struggled to sing the last two lines breathlessly. The nurse yelled: "How dare you, a pariah, speak obscenely!" The leather boots crushed his throat.
A sharp curse suddenly burst out from the window:
"It rains on the eaves of the Li Mansion - it's as fishy as rust all year round! Just because there are eight thousand poor bones hanging on the eight hundred eaves corners!"
Mrs. Li angrily slapped her: "Crazy woman is talking nonsense!" But she didn't know that this was the sentence that Liu Wenxuan was dismissed from the exam. When the dark red palm prints were printed on her daughter's face, she thought silently in her heart: "Liu Lang, look... This rich blood has already been splashed all over my body."
