Chapter 144: She might remember everything very soon _1

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I don't know if it was a dream, but Yingluo would appear every day.

No one believes me. I'm so sad.

I can't reject him, Yingluo, but I'm so scared. I don't want to be with him'.

The woman's intermittent cries were all the pain that had been buried in her heart during this period.

Her words and tears turned into needles and pierced into Yan Sichen's heart.

His expression was filled with shock and his heart ached.

So, this was the reason why she asked him to check the surveillance cameras.

He couldn't ask her anything since she was so sad.

This scene was familiar.

The overwhelming pain hit Yan Sichen and he almost lost his balance.

At that time, helplessness and guilt surged up. His eyes turned red, and in the end, he forced his tears back.

Ning Qing covered her face, and her low and hoarse cries attracted mother ning.

What's wrong? Why are you crying again?

She rushed to ning Qing, but before she could ask anything, ning Qing hugged her waist and buried her head in her stomach.

Mom, I'm so uncomfortable.

Suddenly, the woman froze.

A certain memory rushed into her mind, and even mother ning's eyes turned red.

It was too similar.

They were too similar.

Mother ning covered her mouth with one hand, afraid that she would also cry out.

Looking at this scene, Yan Sichen's eyes were filled with complicated emotions.

After a long time, ning Qing finally stopped crying under mother ning's comfort.

Both of them were emotionally unstable. Mother ning grabbed a tissue and wiped her face clean, then asked her if she wanted to rest.

Ning Qing nodded.

Mother ning looked at Yan Sichen. Sichen, help me carry Qingqing to her room upstairs.

He squeezed out an okay from his throat and walked over to ning Qing with difficulty.

Fortunately, she no longer had any expression of resistance.

He bent down and picked her up.

She obediently nestled in his arms and stopped struggling.

The light weight in his hand made Yan Sichen's eyes sour again.

Under mother ning's lead, they quickly returned to their room.

As soon as she lay on the bed, ning Qing rolled up the quilt, turned her back to them, and closed her eyes.

Yan Sichen wanted to say something but was stopped by mother ning.

Qingqing, have a good sleep. I'll wake you up when the food is ready.

Alright, he said.

Her weak voice made mother ning feel a little more at ease.

She pulled Yan Sichen out of the door and closed it.

Mother ning looked sad and worried.

Sichen, what did you talk to Qingqing about? she asked Yan Sichen.

The hand on the door handle froze.

A trace of sorrow flashed across Yan Sichen's face. He gritted his teeth and said with great difficulty,

She dreamed of that night.

Mother ning frowned at first, then her eyes suddenly widened as she looked at the other person in disbelief.

After receiving his affirmative response, the woman's expression twisted slightly, and she finally covered her eyes helplessly.

The words that carried endless resentment and despair fell.

What a sin.

Looking at the pain of his elder, Yan Sichen was helpless.

His entire body tensed up, and his throat was filled with pain.

Aunt ning, you and uncle need to be mentally prepared. Yingluo might remember everything very soon.

The woman was no longer as gentle and virtuous as she used to be. She let out a heartbroken wail.

Why did my Qingqing and Qianqian have to go through such a thing? Our family has already suffered so much. God, why won't you let us go?

Yan Sichen held her tottering body, his brown eyes full of grief.

At the same time, on the other side of the door, a woman's delicate body was leaning against the door.

She lowered her eyes, her long eyelashes fluttering like butterfly wings.

Hearing the sound of the door leaving, she could no longer hold on and slipped on the ground.