"I will be fine," Mo Xifeng repeated as she marched forward. Her sister, how could she rest when her sister was in danger? Mo Xifeng was like a mad woman. The only thing she cared about was her sister and nothing else, everything else was simply useless to her as she cared about no one but Mo Qiang.
What was rest? What was food? Without her sister what was the point of even living?
Though no one understood Mo Xifeng's obsession, Mo Xifeng who had never been loved by Mo Qiang while wanting to be accepted and adored by her sister, was someone who needed nothing more than the acceptance of her sister.
Now that she got that love, it was as if a beast had tasted blood. She couldn't turn her back on Mo Qiang and accept that her sister was gone and was never going to return.
