December 2010, amidst the biting chill of winter;

Capital city.

The sky was overcast with a flurry of large snowflakes drifting gently.

This special winter day was covered in a blanket of glittering white.

When 6-year-old Xin Zixuan witnessed her parents die tragically under a car while trying to save someone...

A pair of bloodshot, blurry eyes, their mind a swirling haze.

Before my eyes, the events of that day were vividly replayed.

When parents pass away, they wear a white flower on their heads, black down jackets, and black snow boots.

He stood solemnly before the graves, casting a veil of quiet sorrow over this frigid winter day.

Under the guise of help from her relatives, Xin Zanuo buried her parents who died in a car accident.

He became an orphan, completely and utterly abandoned, without a father, a mother, or anyone to care for him.

The child god's sorrowful eyes stared at the icy cold tombstone, his childish voice said:

"Dad, Mom, Nora's here to see you off one last time. Nora will grow up well. Rest in peace."

"Norah will take good care of herself too. You've exchanged your lives for this solitary soul, and it won't be mistreated."

"Noelle will never disappoint the love and care you have given her. You must surely be watching over your daughter from heaven, right?"

Silent tears are telling the story of this sorrowful experience.

"Mom, you once said that your son is an angel sent from heaven, a good crystallization of both of you, and even more so the inheritance of your lineage. I've kept all these words in my heart."

"Mom, I miss you so much, boo hoo... Mommy and Daddy, why did you leave little Nora all alone in this world? I really miss you both!"

Can you please open your eyes and look at me one last time! "The little boy cried uncontrollably.

The little child, having gone through a massive upheaval in their family, stood by the tombstones, weeping for a long, long time at the sight of their parents' smiling faces.

After wiping away the last of her tears, she choked back a sob and kissed the photo in a final farewell.

His eyes held the tears of forbearance and longing for his loved ones, tears that hovered on the brink of falling.

Looks like a pitiful and helpless creature abandoned by humans, whimpering sadly.

Each mourner, with hearts full of compassion for the pitiful and understanding child, gently wiped away their silent tears.

But those so-called relatives and uncles, after the funeral just finished, they showed their ugly and ferocious faces.

One by one, they all rushed to raise

To outsiders, it seems like they're putting on a show of sympathy and concern.

For this, they had a fight and even came to blows in front of the cemetery.

Only those with a clear mind can understand just how sinister these people are! They don't even bother to maintain the pretense anymore.

Under the shimmering, snow-covered facade, their ugly and hypocritical souls are exposed.

And little Xin Zizuo reined in all her grief.

He looked once more at the tombstones of his parents, as if he wanted to engrave their image into his very soul.

He then turned his head, looking at everything with a mockingly cold expression.

Without a ripple in one's heart, yet one sees things clearly and distinctly like a mirror.

They just want to grab all the wealth and death benefits left by their parents.

Wealth attracts people.

They never really intended to raise this deadweight for another year.

A 6-year-old child looked up at the snowflakes falling from the sky, closed his eyes, and tears froze on his face, as if he were an elderly man who had gone through all kinds of hardships.

As if he had seen through all the ugliness of humanity, as if he had grown up overnight.

The sudden passing of their parents, the little demons lurking deep in their hearts were stimulated, as if eager to burst out of their confinement.

Once again, a pair of peach blossom eyes opened, and the heart was as still as water.

His eyes were cold and murderous.

She is no longer the carefree and innocent Xin Jia princess she once was.

, he is no longer the little angel who used to cuddle in his parents' arms and act cute at will.

Completely transformed the Night Spirit.

If God stands in your way, kill God. If Buddha stands in your way, kill Buddha.

Think about how your parents, when they were alive, always helped people whenever they could. They never hesitated to lend a hand.

But in the end, he met an unexpected and tragic end, dying young.

Now that they are gone, their bodies are cold and their souls haven't scattered yet.

This group of relatives who took advantage of their parents' kindness immediately showed their ugly, disgusting, and ferocious faces, to disturb the soul of the departed.

They even banded together to bully them, the only remaining bloodline they had in this world, a six-year-old child;

Their wolfish ambition is simply disgusting and unbearable.

Do these scoundrels' faces allow the souls of parents who have drifted away in mid-air to see them?

So Xin Zino, shivering in the cold wind, chose to strike first.

I directly and frankly explained to the police uncle, and resolutely applied for property preservation.

Xin Zi Nuo's clear voice spoke to the policeman:

“Officer, my name is Xin Zi Nuo, I am 6 years old, and I am the only child of the deceased. I don't want to go to any relatives' homes.”

They never truly liked Zino and just wanted to raise him until he grew up.

They just want to seize the massive estate and death benefits left behind by my parents.

"Because of my guardian, they can easily have all this."

"May the departed bring them wealth and honor."

So! I, firmly and insist on my legal rights, refuse them anyone to be my legal guardian.

The police saw that the person was articulate, spoke clearly, and had a youthful yet pretty appearance.

The child's pitiful and helpless appearance, yet with a stubborn and determined look in their eyes, couldn't help but evoke a sense of pity and protectiveness within me.

Even toward that group of insufferably victorious relatives, a nameless anger surged.

After several inquiries about her final decision, Xin Zan decisively informed everyone of her ultimate choice.

This seasoned veteran officer, having spent years on the force, immediately and resolutely submitted a special application report to the Chief.

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