When Chéng'er heard this, her steps suddenly stopped. She hesitated, unsure whether to go in or retreat. She turned her head to glance around, relieved that no one had approached. Then, she quietly retreated to the corner.,"My life is so hard, my mother died soon after giving birth to me, and my father also passed away on the day I was born...",It's not curfew yet, but Cheng'er is forcing himself to go that way despite the discomfort.。