Three years have passed, and his sister's lifespan has reached its limit. He can't think of any other way to prolong his sister's life, nor can he cure the poison in her body...
He felt that he was a failure, really a failure. He was a master of poison, but his sister died because of the poison. What was the use of him as an older brother? He couldn't even save his sister! He deserved it, he really
Damn...
"Brother, don't blame yourself... Ling'er's death... Please don't blame yourself. You will always be the best brother in Ling'er's heart... You are the best..." Her thin little hand gently stroked
Passed my brother's face and wiped the tears from his face
He held his sister's hand, his shoulders trembling with excitement: "I'm sorry Ling'er... Brother is useless... Brother is useless... Brother can't save you... I can't even save my own sister... I, I'm sorry
You...Ling'er..."
Seeing her brother crying so sadly, Ling'er also felt heartbroken. Tears were like broken beads, running through the corners of her eyes one by one.
Why did she want to leave her brother? She had lived in such pain for the past three years, but she had never thought about committing suicide. No matter how difficult it was, she would persevere. She did not want to leave her brother, and she did not want him to be lonely. Just for this belief, she
She has lived strong until now, until the last moment of her life, when the oil and lamps ran out, she could no longer hold on.
"Brother... I'm sorry... Ling'er really can't hold on anymore... Ling'er has tried his best... Brother, please don't blame Ling'er... Ling'er's dearest brother... Please don't be sad, I don't want to see you
Sad... I like the confident brother before... Please stop being a ghost
I feel sad and remorseful for the death of my son... You will always be Ling'er's favorite... favorite... brother..." She said the last two words with difficulty, smiled with tears in her eyes, and her weak eyes gradually closed.
...The last tear ran down the corner of her eyes, drawing a perfect arc in the air...
"What's wrong with you?" Xue'er gently tugged at his clothes and looked at the tears falling from the corners of his eyes in amazement. From just now, he has been in a daze and crying. His expression was extremely sad, as if he was recalling something.