Shi Qing came out of Yang Zhiyuan's study and returned to the room alone. She lay on the bed, staring at the bed curtain with her eyes blankly, and began to think randomly in her heart.

"My innocent body is gone, and I took the initiative to cater to it at that time. I recalled many times today. I am so shameless. I have become an obscene person. I have no face to face my parents anymore!" Shi Qing's face had no expression, only a pale look.

"I have no eyes, and my cousin who supports me is indeed a wolf-hearted person. The mother and son, who are like jackals, treat me and my sister as lambs to be slaughtered. Those kind of wolf-hearted things think I'm dirty, and they have to control my sister and then eat up the family business that my father made. If I hadn't heard it accidentally today, the consequences would be unimaginable. I have no eyes, I'm sorry to my parents and sister!" Shi Qing thought of her father's efforts for the past few days, and her hair turned a few white. She thought of her mother and sister who were obedient to her, and she turned out to be so willful.

"Yes! I am an obscene person. I have no eyes. I am sorry for my parents and my sister. What's the point of living? I can only shame my family. Even if I die, Wen Qing will be filial to my parents, and I have no worries." Shi Qing repeatedly used words such as filthy and having no eyes on her, constantly denying herself, and even thought about what was happening behind her.

This is how people are. When encountering setbacks or despair, a person is prone to random thoughts and begins to deny himself. What he needs most is someone to understand, otherwise he will easily get stuck in the slightest way.

Shi Qing was so obsessed with her horns. She kept denying herself. The more she thought about it, the more she felt that she was a dirty person in life, and she was shamed for her family. She lived a meaningless life. So she sat up slowly, gently picked up a belt made of silk beside her, held it silently for a while, and then sighed gently.

She stood up, brought a soft stool, and stood on it and threw it gently. The belt slowly fell down, and it threw it several times. The belt passed through the beam and slowly drooped. Shi Qing tied a beautiful knot, gently stroked the knot, revealing a hint of relief.

A weak voice came from the door: "Sister, see what I have done for you~!"

Wen Qing knocked on the door, but saw that the door was not closed tightly and a gap was leaked, so she pushed open the door directly.

As soon as Shi Qing put her head into the ring made of her belt, Wen Qing came in. The two sisters looked at each other. Wen Qing widened her eyes, threw down the pastry in her hand, rushed over, hugged Shi Qing's legs tightly, and somehow she had the strength to lift Shi Qing up.

"Wenqing, please let me go! Let me die!" Shiqing's tears flowed down her eyes, and her hands were still holding her belt tightly, and she tried hard to put her head in.

"Come on now! Sister, come down first! Let go! I won't let you die!" Wen Qing hugged Shi Qing's legs and ran up and down, wanting to tell her to free herself from her belt.

"Wuwuwu~ You let me die, your parents will rely on your care in the future, wuwuwu~" After a stalemate, Shi Qing let go of her hand weakly and sobbed.
Chapter completed!