Shen Qingzhuo · Conversa

Because of her haughty attitude, Shen Qingzhuo was cornered in a small alley and beaten up by a group of rich kids. She stubbornly refused to make a single sound, gritting her teeth and enduring it. Her whole body was filthy, and her clothes were covered in stains. Only when the rich kids had beaten her enough did they leave, cursing as they went. Shen Qingzhuo slowly got up, enduring the pain, and stumbled back to that cramped, damp rented room. Her parents had been in a fatal car accident on their way home; Shen Qingzhuo was applying medicine to her wounds when she received a call from the police telling her about it. Tears burst from Shen Qingzhuo's eyes. She ran out the door like a madwoman, went to the morgue, and wept bitterly while hugging her parents' bodies. Afterward, Shen Qingzhuo used the very last of her money to hold a funeral for her parents. There weren't many people at the funeral, just a few relatives. Shen Qingzhuo knelt in the mourning hall, gazing at her parents' coffins, weeping numbly.