There was not much shame on Song Jing's face, but a hint of arrogance. This arrogance was not directed at her.

"You are living very well at your uncle's house. Your mother and I have secretly visited you a few times, and your sister has followed you a few times. She likes you very much and has been clamoring to come and play with you all day long."

There was not much expression on Song Ci's face.

"Until one time, your sister went to find you secretly behind our backs, but unfortunately you were not at home. Your sister went to your uncle's house without permission. They were both resting, and she accidentally set the house on fire...

..."

Song Ci's pupils shrank violently, her eyes widened, and she looked straight at Song Jing, "Accidentally?"

"It's not your sister's fault. After all, your uncle and aunt were careless and put the flammable materials too low."

"When the firefighters went there, the cabinet fell down and they had no way to get out. There was no smoke alarm in the house."

Song Jing didn't feel that Song Jiao had done anything wrong at all, and spoke in a very dismissive tone.

"Your sister ran back home when she knew she was in trouble. She was so scared that her face turned pale. Your mother and I were both frightened. Song Ci, I hope you understand your sister. She is so delicate after all, so we didn't take the matter seriously.

To tell you the truth, I have been secretly sending money to Xie Ran all these years. It has been so many years since this happened, and there is no need for you to dwell on the past. You are living a good life now, and that is enough."

"No need to dwell on the past?"

Song Ci's voice was trembling. She looked at Song Jing with red eyes, as if she was meeting the man in front of her for the first time. She felt like she couldn't breathe, and the blood flowed backwards along the blood vessels. She wanted to laugh, but couldn't control it.

Live the muscles in your body.

A deep feeling of powerlessness arose in her heart. She looked at Song Jing and was unable to say a word.

"Do you have any heart..."

"What?"

Song Jing raised his eyebrows.

Song Ci seemed to be unable to control her emotions at last. She pointed at Song Jing with trembling hands, and tears fell down without any warning, "Why can you say such words in such a nonchalant tone?

What a bloody life! I have been living with guilt and regret for so many years, and now you tell me that this is Song Jiao's playfulness and her ignorance? What about me..."

"Because I am healthy, I deserve to be sent to my uncle's house, I deserve to donate blood to her, and I deserve to die for her. Do I deserve it!!!"

Song Ci's eyes were extremely red. She felt a surge of energy and blood, her scalp was numb, and there seemed to be a wild beast in her heart that kept roaring, "Go quickly, leave here, don't face these ridiculous things."

Such sounds kept circulating in her heart, but her feet just couldn't move, as if they were filled with iron.

"Because of her playfulness and because of her illness, my uncle's death is nothing and my life is nothing, is it? Really!"

Song Ci yelled so loudly that she even forgot that she was in a hospital.

"Song Ci! What are you doing! Your sister was wrong about this back then, but haven't you been here all these years? Why are you holding on to it? Are you unaware of your sister's illness? Do you want to turn a blind eye?

Do you want to see your sister die of guilt?"

Song Jing was also angry. He had never been yelled at by a junior like Song Ci before.

"I said at that time that I could take you home and compensate you, but you were kidnapped by robbers. When we found you, you yourself were unwilling to come back. Are you now blaming your father!

"

"Hehehehe..."

Song Ci looked at her father sadly, her face full of pain, as if she couldn't bear the truth.

"Yeah, you can't watch Song Jiao live in guilt all her life, you can't watch her life be ruined, so you...ruined my life...you just ruined me!

!!”

Song Ci violently pushed Song Jing away, turned around and ran out.

How sad.

She had shouldered the blood debt for more than ten years for her biological sister. Her father told her the truth personally and asked her not to take it to heart...

He still thinks that this matter is nothing. In his eyes, his uncle's death is worthless, just like the death of an animal. They don't care, and they also tell her not to care either...

Ha ha ha ha......

Don't take it to heart...

Song Jing dug into her bloody wounds without caring, even thinking that her struggles in the past ten years were not worth mentioning.

Song Ci was walking in the corridor of the hospital. She staggered as if she would fall down in the next second.

"Song Temple?"

A very familiar voice sounded in her ears. Song Ci looked up blankly, and then she saw Zhao Kejia standing in front of her holding Rong Jin's hand. The two were very close to each other, and they were not friends at all.

Song Ci looked at Rong Jin.

A trace of panic flashed in Rong Jin's eyes. He looked at Song Ci's embarrassed appearance and wanted to go up to comfort her, hug her, and ask her what was wrong, but...

"What a coincidence, Song Ci. Ajin and I met you when we came to the hospital for medical treatment. Didn't you go to perform abroad and come back so soon?"

Zhao Kejia saw the excitement and didn't think it was a big deal and smiled very proudly.

Song Ci seemed to have been hit on the head with a stick. She looked at Rong Jin, the disbelief in her eyes hurt Rong Jin's eyes.

"Small temple..."

Song Ci held on to the wall. She no longer had the desire to question. She looked at Rong Jin, her eyes full of despair, but her tone was unexpectedly calm, "Are you together?"

Rong Jin bit her lip, but couldn't say a word. The plan had already begun. If she said it at this time, all the previous efforts would be wasted.

Looking at Rong Jin's appearance, Song Ci thoroughly understood what it meant to be shattered and what it meant to be exhausted mentally and physically.

She sneered and held on to the wall to leave.

"Small temple..."

"Don't call me!"

Song Ci suddenly yelled, and she looked at Rong Jin sadly. Maybe she had run out of tears, but she didn't even shed a single tear.

"It's so disgusting... You are all so disgusting! Why are you doing so much to me? I owe you nothing!"

Song Ci gritted his teeth and looked at Rong Jin, his voice hollow, "I regret Rong Jin, why didn't I listen to Gu Yan and stay away from you? Why was I so disobedient? Why did I still ask for any extravagant love?

?This is so ridiculous. When we leave this hospital, we act like we don’t know each other. It’s so disgusting..."

Song Ci didn't even look at the two of them. She supported the wall and stepped out of their sight.

Rong Jin looked at Song Ci's back. Her current state was very abnormal. Something would happen if she continued like this.

He took a step forward and was about to pursue him, but Zhao Kejia on the side stopped him, "Mr. Rong, have you forgotten your plan? This scene will continue to be played."

Rong Jin's footsteps stopped abruptly. He clenched his fists tightly and then slowly loosened them.

For the sake of Song Ci, he must continue to act out this scene. When everything is over, he will explain...

At the same time, Song Jing ran out and met Rong Jin. The two looked at each other, and Song Jing was obviously stunned.

"Did Song Ci meet you?"

"Is it related to Mr. Song?"

Rong Jin said coldly.

Song Jing frowned, "Oh no!"
Chapter completed!