Chapter 277 Correcting the girl’s unfortunate life (1)

"I should come to this world to atone for my sins. I lost my father when I was seven years old. My biological mother thought that I had killed my biological father. From that time on, she either beat or scolded me. I had endless work to do every day, and I couldn't listen. Complete scolding."

"My grandma has not liked me since I was a child. She only likes her precious grandson and is very cruel to me."

"When I was eight years old, she took me to remarry. I went from serving her alone to serving two."

"When I was twelve years old, my stepfather looked at me more and more wrongly. She didn't stop me and even called me a little bitch."

"When I was fifteen, I encountered the darkest time in my life, and I was bullied by that bastard ever since. However, my mother pretended not to see it."

"I was ostracized by my classmates and looked down upon by my teachers. Everyone thought I was a rat in a stinky ditch and shouldn't be alive."

"However, my life is like that of Xiaoqiang, who survived tenaciously."

"God seems unfair. I have been repeating tragedies all my life."

Qian Yan couldn't help but frown when she heard this. It wasn't that she was questioning, but that the other party had made a mistake and had to experience such an unlucky life.

The soul speaking in front of him was so weak that he might collapse at any time. Qian Yan reached out and patted the other person's shoulder: "Speak slowly, don't be in a hurry."

"Thank you." The girl's soul became clearer, and she didn't feel like it was about to collapse like before. She looked at Qianyan with a desperate face, "Actually, I don't know how I ended up here. After saying so much, I I don’t know what to do.”

"Think slowly." Qian Yan responded coldly, sitting by the well leaning on the giant sword and waiting.

She looked at the weak soul next to her: "If you didn't expect it, just reincarnate."

"No, I don't want to be reincarnated."

The girl quickly retorted, with a look of horror on her face: "The world is too terrible, I don't want to stay."

Qian Yan did not answer the words and stretched out his hand to grab System 666 on the side: "Come here, I have a doubt. Wasn't she in her forties when she died? Why does the soul look like that of a little girl?"

She remembered the souls who came here, what it was like to die, and what it was like to appear in front of her.

System 666 was also very confused: [Logically speaking, it shouldn’t be like this. I just tested it and she didn’t lie. However, her soul was very damaged, mostly caused by those experiences, and there is a possibility of incomplete memory. 】

"Oh, I don't believe that a person who is so unlucky can always turn around. I think there are other reasons for all this."

System 666 agreed: [I think so too. Since there are likely to be other situations, the host should still be careful. 】

I know the host won't have anything, but I can flatter him without any hassle.

"Have you thought about it?" Qian Yan asked when he noticed the little girl looking at her.

The little girl looked to be no more than twenty years old, but unfortunately her whole soul was lifeless. If the other party gives up on life, Qian Yan has no doubt that the other party will immediately collapse.

"Actually, I'm a little unwilling. Why should I have to face that?" Resentment appeared on the little girl's face. "I want to change my destiny and send all the scum to prison so that they can be punished." She looked at Qian Yan carefully, "Okay. ?"

"Can."

…

Qian Yan woke up in a room full of pink, and she turned over.

She rummaged through her memory and couldn't find such a scene.

"This memory is lost."

Qian Yan was not persistent and looked around carefully: "The aesthetics of this room are not good."

However, it seems different from the drafty balcony where I lived in my memory.

Qian Yan fell into silence again: "The difference is huge. What memories did the original owner lose?"

She walked to the mirror and was sure that this was the original owner when she was fifteen years old.

She walked out of the room and looked around the house: "That house is correct." She also looked in every room and found that the scenery outside the window was correct.

But the layout of this house is completely inconsistent with the memory of the original owner.

If the original owner hadn't looked like his soul was about to collapse, she would have thought that he was just joking.