Love Never Ends

The only hope in her heart was given by him, Xi Shenyuan, and now, even this pitiful little bit of hope had been snatched away by her cruel sister!    

Suddenly, she grabbed the fruit knife on the bed and was about to cut her own wrist when Zhixin screamed out loud. Her body trembled and she threw herself at her, her hands gripping the sharp edge of the knife tightly as she looked at her sister in despair with red eyes. She shook her head, and tears flowed out, "Sister, please, please don't be like this … Ruorou, don't do this to your sister! "Don't use yourself to punish me …"    

Zhixin felt like she was going to suffocate at any moment.    

Blood was already gushing out from both his hands, dripping from his fingers and landing on the pale white bedsheet. The blood was leaking out; it was a sight to behold.    

"Let me go! "Let me die, let me die —"    

Shen Ruorou screamed.    

"Ah!    

Suddenly, Qin Lan's terrified cry came from the door. She was so frightened that she almost fainted when she saw the elephant inside.    

The next moment, with a pale face, she rushed towards Shen Ruorou who was on the bed in panic. "Ruorou, Ruorou, don't scare my mother, your mother's health isn't good, I can't allow you to scare her like this, my darling …"    

"Mom!"    

The moment Shen Ruorou saw her mother, she immediately dropped all of the defenses in her heart and threw herself into her mother's warm embrace while crying, "Mom, I'm so sad, so sad that I want to die! Why, why are they treating me like this! It's all because of them, why did they stab me in the heart! Mom, I have no future, I have nothing. "Woo woo …"    

Qin Lan's tears flowed freely as she listened to her youngest daughter's words, but she didn't understand the meaning behind them. Suddenly, her eyes swept the place, and when she saw the photos on the ground, her gaze turned cold and cold like a blade as she stared at Zhixin.    

Xinli suddenly thumped, and with a thump, she kneeled down in front of her mother and sister.    

Tears gushed out like a broken pearl. She kowtowed heavily to them, but still bit her lips and didn't say or explain anything.    

By not explaining it, it could only mean that... She had acquiesced in her relationship with the man in the photo.    

Qin Lan was so angry that she hugged Shen Ruorou's hands and trembled non-stop.    

The next moment, with a "pa" sound, he ruthlessly slapped his eldest daughter on the face!    

Zhixin's face was slanted to the side as she was hit. Five bright red finger marks appeared on her cheeks. Her cheeks were burning with pain, but from start to finish … It couldn't hurt her heart!    

She still bit her lips stubbornly, not saying anything. However, the more tears she shed, the more anxious she became …    

Qin Lan was so angry that her face turned green, tears of heartache flowed uncontrollably, "Shen Zhixin, how can you treat your sister like this!?" How many times have I told you two that man can't be touched! "We can't touch him!"    

Qin Lan was especially agitated. Her wrinkled face trembled because of her anger. Suddenly, she felt her vision darken and she fainted once again.    

"Mom!"    

"Mom …"    

Zhixin threw herself on her mother, breaking down into tears.    

"Mom, I'm sorry, I'm sorry …"    

When Qin Lan woke up, it was already night time.    

As soon as she woke up, she kicked Zhixin out of the hospital.    

Zhixin was wandering aimlessly in the snowy night by herself. She had never felt so cold and lonely before.    

Zhixin's eyes suddenly became wet as she stared at the young couples passing by her with red Christmas hats on.    

It turned out that it was the annual Christmas Eve …    

This is not the Qing people's day, but it is better than the Qing people's day.    

In a trance, she seemed to have once again seen the naive and carefree Shen Zhixin from four years ago …    

While all the girls were pestering their boyfriends to buy them the biggest apple, the exotic flower Shen Zhixin dragged Xi Shenyuan into a fashion boutique. "Little String, I want this cup!" Buy it for me! "    

Zhixin pointed at an exquisite porcelain cup and looked at Xi Shenyuan expectantly.    

"Nope!"    

The small string unexpectedly did not even blink once and immediately rejected Zhixin's request coolly.