After walking for about 10 minutes, Sylvia saw a shabby cabin.

The door was opened and the light was off inside.

She stood at the door and knocked on it. “Is there anyone home?"

No one answered.

She waited for a while with a frown and there was still no response. She took out her phone and walked into the house with the flashlight on her phone on.

She found the switch and turned on the light.

It was dim still, but she could finally see the house.

It was simply decorated.

Under the light was a table with two chairs beside it. There was a bed by the wall and a box by the bed.

Then, there was nothing more.

She glanced around the room and imagined how her mother had lived here.

She felt heartbroken.

This was not a place for humans to live in.

She was in a trance when footsteps came from the door.

"Who's in my house?"

A man's voice sounded from the yard.

Sylvia looked back and saw a stinky old man walking over.

The man was wearing black clothes. It was worn. His hair was messy and slightly gray. He looked in his fifties.

were wrinkles on his face and his eyes

cheap wine. Sylvia stared at him and said after a while, "I have

expect such a beautiful woman to appear

for a while and rubbed his eyes. Was he dreaming? "Are

you buy

old man walked close to her and tilted his head. After looking at her up and down, he said, "She's my wife

she was just human? She was

Who did you sell her to?" Sylvia asked

a tough lady. She didn't let me fuck her, so I sold her! Someone paid me to watch her

recalled the days when he was

you didn't buy her?" Sylvia caught

I tell you? Who the hell are you

her purse and threw them at

man's eyes lit up

"Yes!"

"Then, answer my questions.”

were afraid someone might catch them. They gave me some money and asked me to hide the woman in my house for a few days. I told everyone in the village she was

Sylvia up,

woman?" Hearing the old man's narrative, Sylvia

only one thought in her mind, which was, her mother might still be

She didn't die!

“Mom, where are you?"

looked average. But I remember that her voice was high-pitched and sharp,” the old man said as he tried to

her teeth. "Try

taken your money and I wouldn't lie to you. I really couldn't remember!" the

to have tried his best, Sylvia didn't say anything more and asked, "Had you

old man

her mother survived, where was her sister? Sylvia

and gave them to

old

early morning by the time Sylvia drove back to the city.

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