I listened to my sister's words today.

Yun Yiruo sat down quietly, watching her aunt carefully treat the wound on her hand with empty eyes. There was no trace of pain on her face, nor any sign of struggle, as if all this had nothing to do with her.

After treating the wound, the young lady asked with concern: "Okay, do you need me to call your family to pick you up?"

Yun Yiruo's eyes dimmed instantly, and there was a trace of unconcealable sadness in his voice: "I have no family, no more..."

The young lady was shocked and wanted to call the police. She thought this was a serious case of child trafficking.

She hurried back to the counter, picked up the phone and prepared to call the police, but when she turned around to ask Yun Yiru's name, she found that the seat was empty.

Only the crisp notification tone of "100 Yuan" from the cash register remained. Although he had already left, he still decided to call the police, feeling worried.

Yun Yiruo had already taken advantage of the clerk's inattention and quickly escaped from the pharmacy.

Looking down at the bandage, I silently thanked my lucky stars that I had rolled up my sleeves, otherwise the blood would have stained the sleeves of my pajamas red.

He carefully pulled down his long sleeves and disappeared into the dark streets again, like a wounded little animal.

I teleported back again and sat alone on the bed in a daze. My sister should be back soon. Looking at the time on my phone, it was already two o'clock in the morning.

I lay down slowly, and an indescribable bitterness surged in my heart again. I should find a chance to leave here. It feels disgusting to be treated like an inanimate toy and manipulated at will.

Tears began to flow down again, like pearls from a broken string, slowly wetting the pillow.

Half an hour later, Jiang Ling finally came back with a piece of cake in her hand, which she gently placed on the table.

He walked to the bed, leaned over and kissed the sleeping little guy, then carefully tidied the corner of the quilt. However, because there was no light in the room, he did not notice the large wet spot on the pillow.

After taking a bath, Jiang Ling checked the time. It was already late, so she tiptoed to bed. Before long, she hugged the little one and slowly fell asleep in the quiet night.

After an hour, Yun Yiru slowly opened her eyes and gently took her little hand off her sister's waist.

I thought silently in my heart: "One day, my sister will get tired of me, so I'd better not make her feel disgusted anymore."

I lay quietly on the bed, staring at my sister's face until the sky gradually turned pale.

Seeing that her sister seemed to be about to wake up, Yun Yiru quickly closed her eyes, buried her head deeply in the quilt, and pretended to be still asleep.

After Jiang Ling woke up, she slowly opened her eyes, picked up the phone on the bedside table and looked at it. It was already past six o'clock.

It’s time to get up and prepare breakfast for the little guy, but I see that the little guy is still sleeping soundly.

She didn't pay much attention to it, after all, the little guy usually didn't get up until 8 or 9. She got up quietly, washed up and prepared breakfast.

After her sister finished washing up and went out, Yun Yiruo also sat up. She felt her wrist was getting more and more painful. She rolled up her sleeve and took a look. She could already see a layer of blood under the bandage.

He put his sleeves down again, sat on the bed in a daze, touched the place where his sister was sleeping next to him, and felt the remaining warmth left by his sister.

Time passed minute by minute, and after half an hour, she slowly got up from the bed. Her mind was still a little groggy from not sleeping all night, and she walked unsteadily, almost falling.

She patted her head, trying to sober herself up, and took out a bank card from her pocket. The card was filled with the money she earned from live streaming.

She needed to find an opportunity to talk things over with her sister as soon as possible and then leave. She felt that this would be good for everyone, and her sister would have a partner in the future. If she stayed here... after all, she didn't want to cause trouble for her sister.

When I walked out of the room, I saw my sister still busy in the kitchen. I stood quietly at the door. Unconsciously, I squatted down, leaned on the railing, and stared at my sister blankly.

There was a hint of confusion and reluctance in her eyes, and her heart was full of contradictions and struggles.

When Jiang Ling brought out breakfast, she happened to see the little guy squatting upstairs. She smiled and called out, "You got up early today. Come down and have breakfast."

Hearing her sister's voice, Yun Yiruo slowly stood up, held the railing, and walked down the stairs slowly. She walked to the dining table, sat down, and drank the porridge in small sips, but she had no appetite.

Jiang Ling noticed that the little girl seemed a little depressed and felt that she might be worried about something.

So, she put down the dishes in her hands and asked softly, "What's wrong? Is there something you want to tell your sister?"

Yun Yiruo raised her head, nodded gently, and replied, "Yeah."

"I want to leave, is that okay, sis?"

When Jiang Ling heard this, a string in her head suddenly straightened. She quickly grabbed Yun Yiru's hand and asked anxiously, "What's wrong? Did something happen? Can you tell your sister?"

Yun Yiruo didn't say anything. She slowly took out a bank card from her pocket, then gently placed it on the table and whispered, "Sister, this is the money I owe you. Now I'm paying you back. Can you let me go?"

Jiang Ling looked at the bank card, and her heart ached. She raised her hand and hit Yun Yiruo's wrist hard, and the bank card flew out and fell to the ground.

Yun Yiruo felt a sharp pain in her wrist, but she didn't show it. Instead, she quietly got off the chair, picked up the bank card, and put it on the table again. She turned around and was about to leave, not wanting to stay any longer.

However, just as she reached the door, Jiang Ling suddenly stood up, grabbed her wrist, and pulled her into his arms.

"Yun Yiruo!" Jiang Ling gritted her teeth and said, "I don't know what you are doing. Please don't force me so early in the morning." Her voice was filled with anger and helplessness. It was obvious that she had reached the limit of her patience.

Yun Yiruo's eyes were red and tears welled up in her eyes. She choked and said, "Force you? Why would you be so hypocritical to a toy?"

Her voice was filled with despair and sorrow, as if a broken heart was bleeding. After she finished speaking, she turned her head and bit Jiang Ling's arm fiercely.

Jiang Ling was awakened by the sudden pain, her mind was in a mess, and she was muttering: "Toy? Hypocrisy?" At this moment, she felt a sharp pain in her hand and subconsciously let go of her hand.

Yun Yiruo took the opportunity to break free from her restraints. She rushed to the door without hesitation, wanting to escape this heartbreaking place. However, Jiang Ling was quick-witted and reached out a hand to grab the little girl by the back of her neck and lifted her up.

Because of the lesson from last time, Jiang Ling didn't dare to use as much force as before, and could only carefully hold Yun Yiru in his arms.