"Ou Mingxuan..." Qin Mengying stopped in her tracks.
"What's wrong?" Ou Mingxuan turned his head.
"You asked me before, why have I always been so good to Yuxun, right?" Qin Mengying looked up at him and suddenly spoke.
"Ah! Yes!" Ou Mingxuan felt a jolt of energy and then looked at her nervously and expectantly.
If she wanted to tell him the answer, it at least proved she had begun to open up to him...
"That's because... in some ways, she is a lot like me..." Qin Mengying said.
"In what ways...?" Ou Mingxuan racked his brains but couldn't figure out how that girl was even slightly similar to her.
"My mother was also insane and also died by suicide." Qin Mengying's tone was very calm, calm as if she were talking about someone else's matter, but such a breezy tone was like a heavy hammer striking his heart.
