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.

wrinkles on his face and his eyes

Sylvia could smell the cheap wine. Sylvia stared at him

didn't expect such a beautiful woman to

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

said coldly, "Did you buy a woman thirteen years

looking at her up and down, he said, "She's my wife and she ran away from me years

just human? She was

did you sell her to?" Sylvia asked

watch her for a few days. I had thought I could have some fun. What a pity!" the old man sat down

the days when he was

her?" Sylvia

should I tell you? Who the hell are you anyway?" The old man glanced at

out several hundred-dollar bills from her purse and threw them at him. "Are

lit up

"Yes!"

"Then, answer my questions.”

it seemed they 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

Sylvia up,

they look like? The man and woman?" Hearing the

was only one thought in her mind, which was, her mother

She didn't die!

“Mom, where are you?"

that her voice was high-pitched and sharp,” the old man said as he tried to recall it. "I

her teeth.

to you. I really couldn't remember!" the old man said with a frown, raising his

his best, Sylvia didn't say anything more and asked, "Had you seen a girl

old man

mother survived, where was her sister? Sylvia frowned and couldn't figure

and gave them to the old man. "Keep this

The old

drove back to the city. Her face was

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