She asked ning su, and every word she said was so heart-wrenching that it pierced the other person's heart.
Ning su kept shaking her head and crying.
"No, you're the best. Qing 'er, you'll always be the most precious in my eyes, in my parents' eyes! You're not dirty at all, you're not wrong, it's that bastard who's wrong!"
Traces of hatred burned, accompanied by grief.
Ning Qing hugged her back and cried in her arms, her hands pinching her hard.
She felt the sharp pain, but she didn't feel any pain at all.
Because she knew that it was nothing compared to what her sister had suffered!
"Qing 'er, you're not wrong. You're very good. You've always been the most obedient."
"You're the victim, don't take the blame on yourself, don't blame yourself, and don't mention anything about dying or not."
"If something happens to you, what do you want my sister to do? What about his parents? We can't live without you."
