When I was eleven, my dad grabbed a boy and told me he was part of our family. When I was seventeen years old, Fang Qingqing said that I was a bitch for stealing Mo Yao, and even pretended to persuade her to turn around. Ji Tong, whom I liked, did not like me at all and kept using my relationship to be with Deng Shu. . . . . At the end of the day, I didn't get anything. I know that if you gain something, you lose something, but I obviously didn't get anything from the beginning! In this big house, even the cows are gone, and there is only me, a walking dead soul.