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Later, I moved, changed my phone number, sold my house and car, and used all the money to pay the penalty for breaking the contract. However, that dark period still haunted me like a nightmare. I had nightmares every day and night, doubted everyone close to me, and became extremely neurotic.

Despite this, I still didn't give up on music. I still wrote songs, insisted on making music, and tried to redress myself. But my reputation was already bad, no company wanted my songs, and I couldn't get justice for myself.

Later, when I went out to pick up a package, I was recognized and caught up in the whirlpool of public opinion again. The external pressure was too great, and I suffered from psychogenic deafness, which made it impossible for me to create and bid farewell to my favorite music. That blow made me completely collapse, and I chose to give up my life.

However, my consciousness did not disappear immediately after my death. I know that not long after my death, my biological parents who had been separated for many years found me. They did a lot of preliminary work, found the orphanage where I was born, and obtained my DNA. After doing a paternity test, they confirmed that I was their biological daughter. But what awaited them was only my cold corpse.

It was not until then that I realized that I was born in love and expectation. If I had known this earlier, I would not have ended my life so easily... Fortunately, now there is still a chance to save everything.