Nán Wǎn Yān's memories fused, the pain intensifying. Just as her consciousness was about to dissipate, she heard the man sneer and utter his final words:,Nan Wan Yan had just been beaten by the abuser and was bleeding, but she was fine. "I'm okay," she said.,Two little girls looked exactly alike. The girl with pigtails on the wall held onto it tightly and stared at the girl with two braids below. She said in a crying voice, "Big sister, I...I'm scared..."。