In the same way, Twilight has almost no time for herself, and she gives the best time to Shenshen.

So much so that even the object of admiration for himself has no time to fall in love with him.

Perhaps, it is the heavens that favor Twilight.

The man she liked that she had always dared to accept and was afraid to accept became her fiancé by chance.

She was pleasantly surprised, unexpected, and couldn't wait to tell Shen Shen the good news.

However, God's favor for her was only for a moment, and the unexpected bad news destroyed all the good.

Looking at the photos of Twilight on the screen, Twilight's eyes were wet.

Suddenly, there was a 'ding dong'.

A new WeChat message came to the mobile phone: [You, are you still there? 】

Twilight was stunned and saw that the person who wrote the letter was Twilight's fiancé, He Canxing.

The message has just been sent.

Twilight has been buried, and He Canxing has long known about it.

Staring at the words on the screen, Twilight's heart was slashed.

She always knew that He Canxing was her sister's favorite person, and when she knew that she had a marriage contract with He Fan, she saw her sister smiling so happily for the first time.

And just when she was also happy for her sister Twilight, Clinker ended all this with her own hands.

It was she who ruined this love that should have been beautiful and happy with her own hands.

It was she who killed the beautiful love between her sister and He Canxing with her own hands.

It was she who killed her sister and killed the person who had been holding her in the palm of her hand.

The heart is like a knife, slashing at her flesh, like Ling Chi.

Twilight held her phone in her hands, her heart tearing apart as if it had been torn apart in an instant, and the pain was so painful that she couldn't breathe.

She hated herself countless times, why did she get such a disease, why did she accidentally kill her sister who loved her the most.

For countless nights, she woke up from nightmares, tormented by self-blame and remorse.

So much so that she wanted to use death to get rid of all this.

Tears, one by one, slipped down her eye sockets and dripped onto the screen, blurring the handwriting.

After a moment's composure, she put the phone back in the box.

Immediately, he curled himself up entirely.

It is not difficult to find that the figure in the corner of the wall is holding himself together, and his shoulders are trembling slightly......

Twilight went upstairs for too long and didn't go down, and the maid only thought she was in the room for a lunch break.

About two hours later, footsteps could be heard on the stairs.

Her eyes were a little red and swollen because of the crying, and she was afraid that the servants here would see her lose her mind, so when she went downstairs, she curled herself up on the sofa, claiming that she wanted to rest for a while.

A caring maid walked over: "Why don't you go upstairs to rest?" ”

Upstairs there was her room, and although the sofa was also big, it was not as comfortable as the bed.

Twilight lay on his side, buried his face on the side of the back of the sofa, and said softly, "No need, I'll wait here for your Zhai Ye to come back." ”

She would leave after dinner, and she would be a guest after all, and she was not good or comfortable resting upstairs.

Anyway, she didn't really want to take a lunch break, but because her eyes were red and swollen and she couldn't see people, she just made an excuse.

She insisted, and the maid couldn't say anything more.

Maybe it's because of the crying relationship, or maybe it's because of the days when Twilight left, Twilight didn't sleep well, and she really fell asleep unconsciously lying on the sofa.

Listening to her balanced breathing, the caring maid came over again and called softly, "Miss Twilight? ”