A desperado lacks nothing.

In the wind, Fang Ya smiled again.

There were still tears on her face, but there was no longer much sadness in her eyes.

It's just that my heart is empty, as if it's floating in the air, unable to find a place to rest.

Before she was five years old, she made the capital city her home, with her parents and Lan Lan.

After she was five years old, she settled down in London with a younger brother and younger sister.

But now, what does she have?

This world left her only endless harm...

She also wanted to erase the cruelest shadow, but she had no choice...

She hated Qin Qing, hated Josnian, hated Qin Shien... she hated everyone in the Qiao family, even Ye Jiaqi.

"Fang Ya, have you ever thought about Fang Cheng and Fang Lan? They are your only relatives." Josnian said lightly.

It was impossible for him to arouse Fang Ya's emotions at this juncture.

The only thing you can do is to hold on.

"I've thought about it, why haven't I?" Fang Ya sneered, "But what can I do? I can't even save my own life, so what else do I have to think about others."

"You put down the sail, and I'll protect your family's lives."

"What if I don't let him go?" Fang Ya tilted her head and looked at him, suddenly curious about this question.

What will he do to Fang Cheng and Fang Lan?

Now, both Fang Cheng and Fang Lan are in the capital, and they are both his turtles in the jar.

It would be easy for him to deal with a vegetative person and a woman, and he could even make their lives worse than death.

Josnian and Qin Shien are not easy to mess with.

"You're not saying that you can't even save your own life, so there's no need to be curious." Josnian curled his lips lightly.

Fang Ya's eyebrows were filled with emotions, and her dull eyes were filled with ups and downs of luster.

Her exposed hand was a little cold, followed by a feeble chill and fatigue that filled her body.

In her eyes, the figures of Fang Cheng and Fang Lan appeared again.

They are all relatives who grew up with her and are also her only relatives.

Fang Cheng treats her well, and Fang Lan has always been her pistachio.

Although she had selfishly used them...but she didn't want them to end up like her, a desperate desperado.

In the past few days, she had been chased, hiding, and not daring to show her true face.

In the rainy weather, she could only hide in the unmonitored woods, hungry.

When there was nothing to eat, she could only pick wild fruits in the woods.

With no place to sleep, she hid in a cave in the rain.

After a few days that were worse than death, hatred grew little by little, entangled her heart, and could no longer retreat.

In more than 20 years, she had never been in such a mess.

The elegant, gentle Fang Ya disappeared, replaced by the haggard, unbearable, and thin Fang Ya.

In the dead of night, what she thought about most was Fang Cheng and Fang Lan.

They really cared about her.

Fang Ya's body was getting colder little by little, and the cold wind blew on her body, which made her feel a little uncomfortable.

As time goes by, clothes become thinner.

In her entire life, she had never completely loved anyone.

A sharp pain spread on the tip of her heart, like an electric current passing through her, and she trembled slightly.

Ah Lan, Ah Cheng...

What should she do?

There's nothing she can do... Take care of yourself.

Fang Ya's long eyelashes were hung with teardrops. As soon as she blinked her eyes, the tears rolled and fell like pearls.

Her still delicate face was filled with sadness that could not be seen by others.

Like lilac flowers.
Chapter completed!