Her husband would never love her again, her sons would never trust her again, and her only daughter now hated her so deeply that she had nothing left.
Sometimes her eyes were empty, like a puppet that had lost its soul, and sometimes she was crazy, and she was eager to pounce on the woman in front of her like a hungry tiger. This made her want to eat the flesh, drink the blood, and devour the bones of the woman.
Song Ci looked at her with disgust and pity, and whispered with sudden realization: "There are two of us, one is a colorful phoenix that is content in the clouds, and the other is just a bird struggling to survive in the grass. But who loses and wins is determined by our position? The colorful phoenix is high up, but how can it see the perseverance of the bird, isn't it like this?"