Her eyes widened wider and wider, and between her eyes was a little girl doll sitting on a stumb, not yet as high as a chair, with excellent appearance, delicate eyebrows, red lips and white teeth, and fat to the point of growth, like white dough.

With a big purple life lock on his neck, he also combed two small bags on his head, decorated with some pearls, and on his dangling feet, he was wearing a pair of rabbit shoes.

The child propped up his round little face on the table, his big eyes narrowed, and his pink mouth bent to the sides.

The little girl doll picked up a piece of snack with her little hands, put it on her small mouth, and ate it one bite at a time, but a pair of big eyes never left, kneeling on the ground that was dirty and messy, and the body was a woman who exuded all kinds of smells, the cymbal was the mother-in-law, it was a little unbearable, and this little one didn't care at all, not to mention that no one knows, her sense of smell itself is different from ordinary people's sensitivity.

"Li Xiuyu," Shen Qingci ate a piece of snack, then patted his little hand, and then sat up straight on the chair, the child's unique soft voice always made people not have any threat, of course, the mother-in-law's eyes were always slightly squinted, as if there was a needle hidden in the cotton, which made people dare not move rashly.

The woman kneeling on the ground was still numb at first, but when she heard her name, she finally raised her face, and her expressionless face trembled a few times.

Yes, her name is Li Xiuyu, she is a prisoner, she is in the prison of the capital, there is no difference between her and the dead, and it may be more difficult than the dead, because she is a hundred dead, but she has to be tortured there for a lifetime, suffering all kinds of torture and humiliation, and in the end, there are still no bones left, and for them.

In fact, sometimes death is not necessarily a relief.

And she forgot how long she had lived there, whether it was a year, two years, five years, or ten years, and she had forgotten all of them.

It wasn't until the name Li Xiuyu appeared again that she knew that she was still alive, and her name was called Li Xiuyu.

Her eyes widened, her eyelids lifted twice, and then they fell out silently, and she almost had tears that she hadn't shed for a long time.

Only when you get there do you know that tears are the most useless thing.

So in addition to forgetting her name, she also forgot about it.

The female doll on the rattan chair picked up the plate of snacks on the table, and then handed it to the grandmother standing beside her.

Mama took the plate, then walked in front of Li Xiuyu and put the plate in her hand on the ground, and then walked back to the little girl's side.

Li Xiuyu's chapped lips moved a few times, and then she suddenly stretched out her hand, grabbed those snacks, and desperately stuffed them into her mouth, her tears fell unconsciously, but she swallowed the snacks with her own tears.

She just bites and swallows desperately, even if it is poisonous, she does not hesitate to eat it, she forgets that there are other tastes in this world, and what does the snack look like?