Countless images flooded into her head, random but clear.
"Ling Chuxi, it doesn't matter how gifted you are! You are just a bastard with no parents!"
"Ling Chuxi, why does someone like you even exist? Just die!"
"Ling Chuxi, you don't even look at yourself in the mirror but you dare covet Big Brother Ling Xiaoting?"
She seemed to be trapped in an endless cycle of memories, forcing her to experience everything in this life all over again. Everything felt real but distant. Grief, sorrow, regret, and all kinds of negative emotions overwhelmed her like they wanted to tear her apart.
Her surroundings were ice cold, and Ling Chuxi felt like her soul was sinking into an endless dark abyss, never to awaken.