He Wen and the others looked somewhat different from when she first met them. They were even more frail, and their bodies were so thin that they appeared to be nothing but skin and bones, as if easily blown away by the wind.
Standing aside, Fu Yuling could still see their faint concern for the original owner. They tried to reach out to her, but the original owner showed no response.
She simply stared blankly at the sky, as if that were the place she longed for.
Fu Yuling knew that the original owner wouldn’t die at this time, but she still couldn’t bear to watch the scene happen.
Her eyes fell on the children. He An still couldn’t walk and was being held by He Qiu. He Xuan hid behind He Qiu. Only He Wen reached out to the original owner.
“Please get up. Please don’t go…”
He Wen was crying for some reason, and a deep sorrow surged inside him.
The original owner remained in a dazed state. Slowly, she changed back into the person who was always pleading for help.
She blinked, confusion washing over her. Blood obscured her vision. When she opened her eyes, she saw a blood-red sky. She instinctively put her hands on her eyes to wipe away the blood.
She slowly stood up, seemingly unable to see He Wen and the others, swaying as she moved toward the door.
“I want to leave… I want to leave… I want to leave…”
Dragging her weary body, she began to sob softly.
Eventually, she squatted down and held her head in place, trembling all over.
He Qiu’s expression shifted. He handed He An to He Xuan and walked over to hold the original owner.
“Get up, why are you crying?”
He Qiu stood in front of her with his small body. His face was expressionless, but the reluctance in his eyes betrayed him.
“Don’t cry, get up. Aren’t you the one who can’t let others bully you? Fight back. If you can’t win, I’ll help you.”
He Qiu was filled with anger and was very dissatisfied with her weakness.
Fu Yuling stood to the side, her lips moving as if she wanted to say something, but in the end nothing came out.
The children still loved the original owner. That much was clear.
But what about her? If the original owner were still here, what would she be?
Should she be grateful? She arrived when the original owner was already gone. Otherwise, she didn’t know what the outcome would be.
With a bitter smile, she chose to continue watching.
The original owner was indirectly comforted by He Qiu and slowly lifted her head. Blood loss made it hard for her to recognize him at first.
She hurriedly grabbed He Qiu’s shoulders and shook him vigorously. “Please help me. I don’t want to faint. Save me, save me…”
Her voice became more and more intense and distant. She turned back into the person who burned the old woman to death.
She loathed He Qiu in front of her and shoved him to the ground. “Get away!”
He Qiu didn’t react in time and was suddenly pushed down. His head hit the ground and the friction quickly formed a blood mark on his forehead.
Fu Yuling had actually already caught He Qiu, but she could only watch helplessly as he fell through her body. A deep sense of powerlessness enveloped her.
In her dazed state, she stared at her own hands while the scene around her continued.
“Because of you all, he won’t come back. Why don’t you just die?”
The original owner went mad, grabbing a broom and starting to hit them. The children were accustomed to this and quickly ran away.
After they ran off, they glanced at each other, their expressions unchanged.
To them, this home felt the same whether it existed or not.
But they still worried about that familiar yet strange person, hesitating over whether to return.
