Chapter 278: It seems that he's really dead (1:

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Ning Qing stammered. She did not quite understand why she was suddenly explaining her situation.

Tina didn't want to continue this topic, so she walked toward the door.

If you're hungry, come out and eat.

Ning Qing did not move.

Tell me if you need help, Tina turned around with one hand on the door frame.

Her voice was cold and emotionless, as if she had no emotions.

Ning Qing agreed and she walked away.

The bedroom was simply dressed, with light purple curtains, a wooden desk, and a bookcase. It looked like a single apartment.

In fact, she didn't want to eat anything, and she couldn't eat anything.

Ning Qing's mind was filled with the painful experiences from before. She felt like she was dreaming, but those things had really happened.

He slowly lay down, letting the numbness and pain eat away at him.

Tina stayed in the living room for a long time, but no one came out. She probably knew that she didn't want to eat, so she didn't disturb her.

All the way until night, she only brought in the food, placed it on the bedside table, and left.

Ning Qing did not fall asleep, and she could not sleep for the entire night.

The next morning, Tina came in with breakfast and immediately saw a figure standing by the window. He was on the verge of collapse, as if he would be blown away by the wind at any moment.

On the bedside table, there were cold dishes that had not been touched.

The woman's eyes turned even colder.

The sound of a heavy object hitting the table startled ning Qing.

Then, a cold female voice was heard,

think carefully. If you really want to die, leave this place first. Don't drag me down.

Ning Qing's eyes were filled with confusion. Her heart had long been riddled with holes, and not even a blade of grass could grow.

She couldn't find a reason to live, and she couldn't find another reason to die.

Tina could read her mind. there's nothing in this world that you must die for. Life and death have always been your own business.

you must have a lot of hatred in your heart, right? you just can't find anyone to vent it on, so you want to go crazy over time.

While ning Qing was sad, there was an indescribable feeling in her heart. how did you know about ran ran?

Tina stood by the table, and her loose top couldn't hide her graceful figure.

The child.

A chill rose from the bottom of his feet.

Tina's eyes were half-closed, and her expression was indifferent. after you fainted that day, you kept thinking about the child.

What's wrong? is your child dead?

Shut up! Ning Qing's emotions became more intense as she was stepped on her sore spot.

Tina crossed her arms in front of her chest with an icy expression. it looks like he's really dead.

The pain that had tormented her day and night had been spoken so casually by her. Ning Qing was so sad that she wanted to die.

How did he die?

Ning Qing pressed one hand on the window to support her weight.

There was a deep sense of resentment and hatred beneath the sorrow and self-blame, and Tina could clearly see it.

: So, someone killed your child: : she said:

There was no expression on her beautiful face.

It was as if this matter, which had been so painful for ning Qing that she wished she were dead, was as simple as killing an ant in her eyes.

I don't understand. Your child is dead, and you've become like this. You think that your tragedy is related to those people, so what's the point of you complaining and torturing yourself?

This rhetorical question pierced into ning Qing's heart.

What's the use?

She was just in a daze and didn't know what to do.

I don't know what I can do to get everything back, Xuxu.

the world is fair to everyone. There's no medicine for regret, and there's nothing that can be repeated. So, your unrealistic fantasies are useless.

Ning Qing's lips trembled. then what should I, ran ran, do?

Live on.