Suddenly, a flood of memories poured into my mind—memories that weren't mine.,Trying to stand up was impossible. The pain in my leg was too intense, even the slightest movement tore through me like shards of glass.,The child's heart was filled with rage, a rage mixed with deep sorrow. This wasn't something that belonged to him. It belonged to the original owner who left behind remnants in his brain and heart. One can imagine what the original owner felt before death, the only thing he couldn't let go of was his mother, Yuan Shi.。