Ling Xiaoqian really doesn't know what to do, so she should calm down first and think about it carefully. It depends on how Xiaoxue's "decision". She just forced Lan Yichen like that, and she was really too anxious.
"Yi Chen, I'm not worried about Xiaoxue. If you want to accompany her, you can stay in the room first and don't meet Xiaoxue for the time being." She was afraid that Xiaoxue would be excited when she saw him.
"Well" Lan Yichen nodded, and his cold face looked a little deep. He knew that Ling Xiaoqian cared about this sister very much and could do anything for her sister.
He hopes that her sister is fine, otherwise he is afraid that she will "force" him again
Ling Xiaoqian came to the door of her room, took a deep breath, and tried her best to calm herself down. She knew that she was sorry for her sister like this, but she really didn't want to force Lan Yichen anymore, and she didn't want to force herself.
Lan Yichen doesn't like Xiaoxue at all. If you force them to be together, Xiaoxue may not be really happy. She believes that Xiaoxue will understand. Xiaoxue is so sensible and well-behaved, she will definitely understand her sister.
She gently pushed open the door and saw Ling Xiaoxue sitting on the bed, holding a blade in her hand, and was about to cut it off her wrist...
"don't want…"
She shouted in horror, hurriedly ran over, grabbed Ling Xiaoxue's hands tightly, and stopped Xiaoxue from doing stupid things
"Xiaoxue, why are you so stupid? How can you do such a stupid thing? What if you ask me to do if you have something?"
Ling Xiaoxue was crying and hugging Ling Xiaoling tightly again
"Sister, I don't want to die either, but I know that Young Master Lan likes his sister and also knows that his sister likes him. I want my sister to be happy, and I don't want to make my sister embarrassed because of me. In that way, Xueer will be more painful than death."
Ling Xiaoqian listened to her words and felt like her heart was being pulled
"Silly, I will be more painful if you do this. Do you understand?"
"Sister, I don't want it, but I'm already..." Ling Xiaoxue sobbed, crying sadly, unable to even speak clearly, "Sister, I'm in pain, I'm really in pain,
what do I do?"
"It's okay, Xiaoxue, it's okay..." Ling Xiaoqian didn't know how to comfort her, but just kept saying it was okay.