Because I didn't want you, who should have been revered by everyone, to be despised by everyone. I didn't want those who had once praised you unceasingly to then condemn your morality.
Or perhaps I loved the more excellent you, who stood high above the rest.
After saying this, Ji Anning couldn't bear to face Ji Chicheng's eyes, which had begun to redden. She let go of her hand, lowered her head, and, with her back against the elevator wall, squatted down hugging her head.
Ji Chicheng slowly bowed his head, looking at Ji Anning squatting on the ground, sobbing softly, his heart trembling with pain.
My willfulness has hurt so many people, and Grandfather eventually died because of us. You don't know... you don't know how painful the process of carrying Fenfen was. Now, every time I see Fenfen's eyes, I feel my sins are heavy...
