Yan Qingsi's words made the old man who originally wanted to speak unable to say a word in an instant, as if a thorn was stuck in his throat, unspeakably uncomfortable, he suddenly didn't dare to look at Yan Qingsi's eyes.

Yue Tingfeng's eyes were sour, and he held Yan Qingsi's hand tightly, wanting to give her some strength.

Yan Qingsi smiled and said, "I don't know if you have ever tasted the taste of being able to die at any time and living for a second, I have tasted it, and I don't want to look back at it in my life in those days." ”

"I know you don't like me to have such a stain, I don't like it, sometimes I look down on myself, that kind of experience probably no one will want, but if it is really going to do it all over again, I will still choose like that, I am alive, on the day of Qingming Festival, at least someone remembers to send a bouquet of flowers to my mother's grave, I am dead, who remembers her?"

"When I die, no one will know that Nie Qiuhuan is wronged."

Once, all Yan Qingsi's obsessions and all her support were to be able to avenge her mother in her lifetime, but as for herself, she never thought about it.

In the past unbearable days, Yan Qingsi did not give up on herself, although it was not easy for her to live, but in this world, how many people live easily, those women in the red light district, everyone's life is black.

She was only hiding there for two months, and she was still able to get out of there, and she could return to China, and she could get revenge on her mother.

Now, when she met Yue Tingfeng and Mrs. Yue, she is luckier than many people to be able to trust her unconditionally.

She had nothing to complain about.

The previous road and the future road are all taken by herself, and the road she has already walked has long become a part of her life, no matter how reluctant she is to mention it, this part will have to be faced sooner or later, but she didn't expect that this day would appear in such a form.

The old man felt uncomfortable when he heard it, he wanted Yan Qingsi to stop talking, the corners of his mouth moved, but in the end he couldn't say it.

Yan Qingsi's eyes were a little dry: "I said earlier, I am not a good person, in order to achieve the goal, I can do a lot of things by unscrupulous means, so ...... You must feel disappointed in me, and I have not tried to give you hope. ”

After Yan Qingsi finished speaking, she didn't cry from beginning to end, and in her eyes, it seemed that she couldn't shed a single tear.

Mrs. Yue was pulling Yan Qingsi's arm on the side, her face was already covered with tears, and it seemed that all the tears that couldn't flow out of Yan Qingsi's eyes flowed out of her eye sockets.

She shouted in a hoarse voice: "What qualifications do you have to accuse her, yes, we are all innocent, Qingsi can't compare with us, but we are just relying on the ...... at home."

Yan Qingsi said lightly: "I have done a lot of bad things in country M, probably what you wanted, I have done it, maybe it will break out one after another in the future, in order to avoid today's situation, I will tell you in advance." ”

"I'm done, is there anything else to ask?"

No one spoke, Mrs. Yue sobbed quietly, she wanted to comfort Yan Qingsi, but she didn't know what else to say at this time.

Xia Anlan's heart hurt one by one, when Yan Qingsi tore her scar with her own hands, he listened to her voice, and all he saw in front of him were bloody wounds, and the smile on the corner of her lips was like the biggest irony for their so-called relatives.