Nán Wǎnyān's memories fused with the pain, intensifying it to unbearable levels. Just as her consciousness was fading, she heard a man sneer and say his final words: —,The people serving Nan Wanye entered the bathroom trembling. When they saw a woman floating in the bathtub, they screamed in terror ——,Two little girls looked exactly alike. The little girl on the wall had her hair in a bun and held tightly to the wall. The little girl with two braids below looked up at her sister with tears in her eyes and said, "Big sister, I... I'm scared..."。