"You can't blame you for this. If you want to blame me, you have to blame me."

Yun Qinian frowned and asked in confusion: "What does it mean?"

Murong hesitated for a moment before saying, "It's not interesting. I just feel that it's really embarrassing to make you misunderstand. You may not know yet. I had a sister before."

Yun Qinian was even more stunned.

He has a sister...

What does this have to do with yourself?

Then she saw Murong Chi turn her head and look out the window and say in a low voice: "We are both orphans, and our parents die early. When we were very young, I took her with her alone. At that time, she was very naughty and always ran out to play secretly. Every time she was sweating profusely, I caught her."

"But she is also very smart. Every time she is caught by me, she will act coquettishly and beg for mercy with me. Of course, I will let her go."

"She always told me that she wouldn't do this next time, but every time next time, she would do the same. I really can't do anything to her."

He said, with a helpless and doting smile on his face.

Yun Qinian saw it and his heart moved slightly.

He continued to say: "At that time, our living environment was not very good. I had to go to school and I had to work part-time on weekends to earn living expenses, so I didn't spend much time with her."

"At that time, her favorite thing was to take her out to fly kites during holidays."

"She always says that kites are something that can entrust people's thoughts. We write our wishes on kites and fly them into the sky. Our deceased parents can hear what we say."

Listening to his description, a picture gradually formed in Yun Qinian's heart.

Young boy and girl running on the green grass.

There are laughter and joy, and there are blue sky and grass, so happy, so comfortable and happy.

She couldn't help asking him: "What about your sister? Where is she now?"

Murong Chi's face suddenly froze.

It seems to have touched some sad past.

He lowered his head slightly and took a deep breath.

After a while, he said, "Die."

Yun Qinian's heart skipped a beat.

I never expected that this would be the result.

She stood there blankly, looking at Murong Chi's originally straight back like a tired ostrich, as if it had fallen down instantly because she touched this sad topic.

Yun Qinian pursed her lower lips and asked softly: "When did you die?"

"At the age of eleven."

He said softly, looking at the traffic outside the window, and seemed to see a faraway place through the traffic.

He continued, "I was hit by a car and died. At that time, I was in school. When I arrived at the hospital, she was no longer breathing. The doctor said she was walking very fast and did not suffer much pain."

Yun Qinian suddenly couldn't bear to listen.

She didn't know how Murong Chi accepted this matter at that time.

An orphan who has never had parents since childhood, and only a beloved sister dependent on him for life.

But it was this sister who left him in a car accident when he was so young.

From then on, he was the only one left in this world.

How lonely and sad that should be.

She looked at Murong Chi involuntarily.

I really want to say that if this topic makes him feel painful, then don’t continue talking about it.
Chapter completed!