"Shouldn't it be this way? There's a shortcut right in front of us, why not give it a try? Do you really think that dying doesn't matter? Is there really nobody in this world worth clinging to for you?" Qin Jingzhi's voice was hoarse.
Ren Chuqing remained silent.
Qin Jingzhi took a step forward, "Don't you care about Lu Mianmian? Even before you passed out that day, you insisted I take Lu Mianmian out! And what about Han Chuyuan? Since you treasure your brother so much, isn't he worth having the will to live for?"
Qin Jingzhi's hand gripped Ren Chuqing's arm, causing it to ache faintly.
"Because I don't want to be disappointed anymore," Ren Chuqing slowly said.
"What?" Qin Jingzhi was startled.
"Because I will be rejected. If rejected, it would be more painful than death. I've been rejected by too many people already, I don't want to taste that again." She had been rejected by her mother, by Jiang Huai, by Ah Qing, and by the man in front of her.
