The pain in her hand pulled Yan Luoxi from the grip of a despair-filled dream. She woke up from the pain, her eyelashes quivering for a moment before slowly lifting her eyelids, greeted by blinding light.
Half-squinting, she took a while to adjust and discovered she was in a hospital, with the scent of disinfectant lingering in the air. Her whole body felt exhausted, with only a faint pain in her lower abdomen stimulating her nerves.
She remembered now, she was shot under the slope outside the orphanage, and then someone approached her. She didn't clearly see the person's face, which meant she had fallen into the hands of villains?
Yan Luoxi painfully closed her eyes. If that's the case, she'd rather die under the gun, quick and decisive.
But since fate doesn't allow her to die, she must pull herself together. No matter what cruel fate lies ahead, she must survive first. Only by living can she return to Xiaoling and Li Yeqi.
