"If you want me to die, then I'll die." Nan Sichen said this with such seriousness, even his expression became particularly grave.
Qin Yin trembled all over as she looked at him, retreating from his embrace and stepping back, shaking her head desperately, "Nan Sichen, don't think I dare not kill you, don't think I dare not. Don't think that by saying a few sentimental words, I will forgive you, let you go, not hold you accountable for killing my mother. We are enemies, we will always be enemies."
"Yinyin." Nan Sichen walked towards her, but she turned and ran away.
Nan Sichen's steps halted in place, his whole being seemed to collapse, almost falling over. He quickly used his hand to support himself on the nearby table.
Qin Yin ran back to the bedroom, rushed into the bathroom, turned on the shower, and frantically washed herself over and over again.
