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As the commissar's words fell, Xu Jingyi unconsciously held her breath.

She instinctively wanted to refute, thinking her daughter was clearly alive and well, but the commissar's assured tone didn't seem fake, making her afraid to consider the most terrifying truth.

Xu Jingyi staggered to turn on the light, looking at the empty living room.

"My daughter is dead? Impossible, this is all a lie to me."

But contemplating how many days had passed since her return, she'd never seen her daughter's shadow, and recalling the day she called, saying her daughter's condition was urgent, her internal panic finally poured out at this moment.

Like a madwoman, she rushed to the backyard, the place her daughter once loved to play games with her, but ever since she was busy taking care of Gu Chen's daughter, she never stepped foot there again.

The small courtyard was unattended, overgrown with weeds everywhere.

Beside the swing set, a newly carved tombstone stood silently.