Han Xi cried like a little child, tears streaming down like a fountain: "Sis, don't say that, I don't blame you at all. If it weren't for you pushing me out of the fire, it would be me lying here now."
"Xiao Xi, falling in love with Li Chenghao was a fate I couldn't avoid, but you were innocent. I've owed you an apology since four years ago."
"Don't say that, I already don't blame you... Has Li Chenghao not come to see you?"
Han Siyu curved her lips, her eyes unable to conceal their desolation: "I said I would disappear from his sight once he was discharged, and from then on, we owe nothing to each other."
"But you still love him, right?" Though Han Xi framed it as a question, her voice was undeniably certain.
Han Siyu gave a bitter smile: "With time, I should be able to forget. No one can't live without someone else."
Though Han Siyu spoke lightly, her heart was filled with unbearable sorrow.
