To say she didn't care would be untrue; Fu Ying remembered everything very clearly, including the scars.
At the back of her head, there was a protruding bone, very distinct to the touch, and right beneath it was a depression. A scar had remained in that exact spot, never fully healing. Sometimes, when brushing her hair, she would accidentally catch that area, causing it to bleed. At such times, Fu Ying wouldn't dare move, having no choice but to wait for it to scab over all over again.
Having made a fuss, having hated, and finally having grown indifferent—this was the evolution of Fu Ying's attitude toward Fu Wei, and also the shift in her feelings toward her family.
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