'Who' is he, there's no need to say it out loud.
Upon hearing this, Ji Wanxia's heart seemed to stop for a few seconds, her eyes gradually losing focus.
With her eyes lowered, she didn't speak for a long time, as if contemplating a suitable answer.
Hate?
She asked herself.
During this year, in the boundless nights, whenever she closed her eyes, her dreams were full of vast patches of red.
That's blood, blood flowing from her friend's body, enough to stain a white dress red.
Under the lonely night sky, tossing and turning, she was unable to sleep or eat in peace.
The deeper the love was at first, the more it hurts when the sharp knife pierces the heart.
Whether she hates or not, she won't let Shen Weiyi off.
After a long while, she slowly said, "Sister-in-law, my brother knows where I am, that's where my responsibility lies, and it's also a place where I can atone."
Her voice murmured, barely audible.
