Chapter 11 (2/2)

Yan Sichen thought of that scene again.

The woman was kneeling on the ground with a blank and helpless expression. Her clothes were torn and stained with blood, and her shoes were missing.

At the mention of her embarrassing childhood, Ning Qing blushed. “I was insensible when I was young.”

He looked at Ning Qing. Under the dim yellow light, his eyes were dyed with their usual gentleness and a little love. “No matter when, in my eyes, you’re still a child. There’s no such thing as being insensible.”

Ning Qing’s grip loosened a little.

Seeing that she was still unable to let go, he got up and took a cup of hot water, handing it to her.

Ning Qing took it. “Thank you.”

The warmth from his palm eased her nervousness.

Yan Sichen asked, “Are you willing to tell me now what happened?”

Ning Qing lowered her head and looked at the cup. There were waves on her face, and she was not calm, just like her current self.

Her eyes were lifeless as she murmured, “Brother Sichen, I’m married.”

Yan Sichen froze suddenly, shock flashing across his brown eyes.

Ning Qing’s expression was dark, and her eyes were as calm as still water.

She raised her head and looked at him.

“Also, did you know that my sister is dead too?”

Instantly, the weather changed on Yan Sichen’s face as his heart ached. “Qing Qing…”

A bitter smile appeared on Ning Qing’s face as she continued,

“Three years ago, I was willful and wanted to go to the Bay for a vacation. My sister couldn’t persuade me and drove me there. In the end… there was a car accident on the way.

She was seriously injured and was declared dead before she reached the hospital.

I had my head injured and fell into a coma. I laid on the bed for three years before waking up..”