On the way back, the carriage was very quiet, as if only you could hear each other's breathing. Yan Qianqian looked at the scenery outside the car window for a while and slowly turned around, "Sister, what's wrong with you? Did the doctor say something? Your face looks so ugly, you've never seen me!"

Even though she was so sad, she still cared about her and still wanted to make her happy.

Yan Ranran couldn't even squeeze out a smile.

"Sister, what's wrong with you! Don't care about what the doctor said, it's just that bad anyway!"

Yan Qianqian pretended to be indifferent and reached out to hold Yan Ranran's hand.

I don’t know when the weather is still hot, but Yan Qianqian wore a thin long gown and her long sleeves covered her wrists all the way.

Although it was a tulle, it still seemed hot for summer. But Yan Qianqian just explained that she was not hot, so Yan Ranran didn't care much.

However, now, she reached out to hold her hand like this, as if to comfort her. Her hand was stretched out, her sleeves were slightly raised, and her wrists seemed to have some traces.

Yan Ranran's eyes sterned, as if she had thought of something, and her hand suddenly held Yan Qianqian's hand.

Yan Qianqian suddenly let out a pain, her hand quickly shrank back, and her other hand quickly covered her wrist, as if she wanted to cover something.

Yan Ranran had an extremely obscure premonition in her heart. She grabbed Yan Qianqian's hand without saying a word, lifted her sleeve and took a look.

On the wrist, there were only three short straps horizontally, making them look even more ferocious and terrifying on their fair skin.

Yan Ranran almost had a dark look in front of her eyes, and her hands trembled fiercely.

She looked at Yan Qianqian in disbelief, "Yan Qianqian, what have you done!"

Yan Qianqian said nothing, but just took her hand back with great effort, hid it behind her, shook her head, "I did nothing! I did nothing!"

"Why did nothing happen? How could there be scars on your wrists! Qianqian...you...you..."

She could hardly say the last words.

Qianqian actually...is actually disabled herself!

"How can you do this... do you know how sad I will be!"

Yan Qianqian's tears flowed, her voice full of pain, "Sister, I'm sorry... I don't want it, I really don't want it, I just feel too painful, I can't face it when I look at my face every day. I know I shouldn't worry you, but I really can't help it... I didn't mean it... I'm sorry!"

Yan Ranran could not say a word of scolding, and her heart was filled with guilt almost burst out at this moment, and she could no longer suppress her guilt.

It is clear that she knows everything, but because of her reluctance, attachment, and selfishness, she deliberately ignores all these problems, wants to escape and procrastinate.

It was she who indirectly forced Qianqian to this road...

It's all her fault!

It was her failure to take good care of her sister, and it was her that made Qianqian become like this...

Yan Ranran covered her lips, but she still couldn't suppress her sobs. Her eyes became brighter because they were washed by tears, but the light inside was already dead.

Seeing her like this, Yan Qianqian rushed over and hugged her, and still apologized, "Sister, don't cry, it's all my fault, I'm sorry..."

Yan Ranran shook her head silently, closed her eyes and made up her mind.
Chapter completed!