Liu Yunxiu herself was still a child who had not grown up, but she had to shoulder the important responsibility of being a mother. All of this happened so unexpectedly that she was at a loss as to what to do.
Is the child hers? No.
Then why should she raise it? I have no choice but to be forced into that situation, and I can't do anything without raising it.
What to feed? She can't even support herself.
The family was surrounded by walls, which was a result of practical difficulties, rumors, and spiritual suffering. Under the heavy pressure, she learned not to cry anymore, and she learned to accept the reality.
Looking up to the sky and letting out a long sigh, Liu Yunxiu's life seemed to be over before it even began.
Time and time again, she stood on the top of the mountain and looked into the distance, but she could not see the future. Even if spring passed and autumn came, and the mountain flowers were in full bloom, in her eyes, everything was gray, just like her eyes that were gradually dimming and lifeless.
Looking down at the child who had just woken up in her arms, when their eyes met, Liu Yunxiu's dull eyes flashed with a hint of stubbornness. What was that? So dazzling!
Oh, it is a small flame of life. At this moment, it is carefully igniting in a corner of Liu Yunxiu's heart. The weak light illuminates the area warmly.
Purpose: spiritual salvation