My younger brother caused a fatal accident on stage, and my aunt, without a word, pushed me to take the blame. My top-tier fiancée went even further, posting on Weibo that the person on stage was me, watched by tens of millions. Then I was blacklisted for four years. Those newcomers in the basement tormented me daily, eventually scalding my throat with boiling water. Under this relentless torment, I was diagnosed with a terminal illness. With my days numbered, I finally endured until my contract expired. "Song Yanzhi, behave yourself after you leave, don't show your face in the industry again." After terminating my contract, I didn't go home. Instead, I went into hiding, going to Lan Island, thousands of miles away, to work at an old record store.
A Week Before the Trip, I Rushed Up to My Whole Family Clutching an Iron Box