Lin Jinshu has never had enough to eat since she was four years old. She lived in the corner of a dilapidated house until she was eight years old.
From the age of eight, she no longer worked in the fields on an empty stomach, but there were countless bloody marks on her back from being whipped. She was sold by her parents to a wealthy family as a maid.
There was only a bowl of wild vegetable paste a day, and Lin Jinshu enjoyed eating it. He was wearing patchwork clothes until he was eight years old, and Lin Jinshu couldn't bear to wear them.
But she was sold.
Lin Jinshu thought, she hated them.
Lin Jinshu tried his best to escape from the cannibal courtyard, turned around and blended into the pile of dead people.
She relied on the things she pulled from those corpses to raise herself until she was sixteen.
When she was sixteen, she felt a hot body among the dead.
Lin Jinshu paused and carried the man back to his home, which was not even a house.
She tried her best to save the person again. Looking at the other person's open eyes, Lin Jin felt relieved that there was another person who could live. Very nice.
But the first thing Pei Xing said when he opened his eyes was: "Don't save me, let me die."
Lin Jinshu kicked him mercilessly.
"Don't you still have some breath? Why die?"
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All the loyal members of the Pei family died on the battlefield, leaving only Pei Xing alone, who was pulled out of the dead by Lin Jinshu and recovered half of his life.
The battle suffered heavy losses, and the emperor was furious. He deprived the Pei family of titles and buried the corpses wrapped in thin cloth.
Pei Xing knew that this matter was not as simple as it seemed on the surface. He hates. He clenched his fists, but his palms felt light and he felt no pain.
This body now can't even exert force. Pei Xing wanted to die.
Every time I say this sentence, I can always hear a sentence coming from above my head: "Live well and die day by day."
Pei Xing raised his eyes and looked at the shabby house behind Lin Jinshu, as if it would collapse in the next second. He couldn't understand how she managed to live like this and still happily tell him not to die every day.
He thought so and asked.
Lin Jinshu still looked at him with a smile: "Isn't he still dead?"
Isn't it something worth being happy about not dying?
Reading tips:
1. To put it simply, the heroine is not kind-hearted, brave and resourceful, but she is a bit poor in the early stage, so she looks quite embarrassed.
2. Micro group portrait, plot and emotion 46 points
3. The relationship between the male and female protagonists is slow, both physically and mentally.
4. The author is a novice, and the rhythm and writing style are not good. If you don't like it, don't criticize it.
Intention: No pain, no pleasure, no bitterness, no sweetness
