""It's best to stay away from her. Who knows when she might decide to kill someone.""Sister Menglan, you really are something else. Why did you have to hire a murderer That was terrifying! From now on...Jiang Qingran pulled at her lips, the action tugging at the injured wound on her face, causing a twinge of pain. But compared to the usual pain she endured from beatings, it was barely noticeable.

She asked herself countless times over this period.

Regret

Hate it

Guilt

But the result never changed, she didn't regret it, nor did she hate or feel guilty.

She just couldn't understand this thing called love. She liked Hankawa because he was the best. Whether it was his appearance, ability, or family background, he was unique and only someone like him could be worthy of her.

Why would Hanchuan like A-Wan

Late is reckless, foolish, just like Xiang Yu. If they weren't from a wealthy family and didn't look good, they wouldn't be anything!

She tried so hard for Hanchuan, did so much for him. Why wouldn't he like her

Jiang Qingran couldn't figure it out, and didn't bother to think about it anymore.

No matter how much she thought about it, she couldn't change the fact that she had lost, and she had lost completely — a month ago, Hanchuan had arranged for someone to tell her that Xiang Wan was still alive and had even sent them their wedding invitation.

Although A-wei is still alive and living a happy life, she's suffering in prison as if her life was forfeit. Isn't that a loss

She is a person who accepts both victory and defeat, she doesn't resent Xiang Wan or Han Chuan ge, and she doesn't feel guilty either. She can only say that they owe each other nothing.

Click!

When Jiang Qingran's mind was racing, the prison door opened.

The prison guard walked in, "Jiang Qingran, your brother has come to see you."

"I...Brother" Jiang Qingran hadn't spoken in a long time, because there was nothing to say and she didn't want to talk to those people.

At this moment, his voice was hoarse and rough, with a hint of dryness.

The guard nodded and called out simultaneously, lifting Jiang Qingran together and walking him outside.

Their actions weren't rude, but neither were they gentle. At least, they made Jiang Qingran very uncomfortable. But her face was full of smiles at this moment.

Since she was incarcerated, no one has visited her, not even her family.

Sometimes, when those men were on top of her, releasing their desires, she would stare at the ceiling and wonder if the world outside prison had already forgotten her.

After Jiang Qingran arrived at the meeting room, she saw Jiang Qifeng through the glass.

He doesn't seem to be doing well either, he's lost a lot of weight. The warmth in his demeanor has become more introverted and steady.

The guards put her in a seat and then, holding a loudspeaker to her ear.

"Brother." Jiang Qingran flashed him a faint smile, just like she always did when calling him.

"Mmm." Jiang Qifeng responded with a grunt, his gaze sweeping over her neck, marred by kisses and wounds. After a long silence, he asked haltingly, "This past while... have you been... alright"

He looked at Jiang Qingran with sympathy, even a hint of tenderness in his eyes. This caused Jiang Qingran's heart to ache. She wanted to smooth her sleeves, but her hands wouldn't move. "That's good," she said, her voice flat.

She was still smiling at him.

Jiang Qi Feng's Adam's apple bobbed, his fist clenching. "I'm sorry, I just came to see you like this."

He had been angry with her, hating how she used him, but after the anger subsided, he still found ways to see her.

The He family and the Xiang family had already made arrangements with the prison side, even informing Zhao's family. He put in a lot of effort, and it's only now that he can come to see her.

"Why apologize" Jiang Qingran curved her eyes, her voice soft. "Aren't you here to see me"

Jiang Qi Feng opened his mouth, his eyes turning red, but he didn't say anything.

"Time is short, if I don't say it now, I don't know when we'll meet next." Jiang Qingran appeared calm and composed, almost like the visitor.

Jiang Qifeng opened his mouth several times before finally saying, "Mom and Dad are divorced."

Then, you married Uncle He Jiang Qingran’s expression remained unchanged.

Jiang Qi Feng looked up at her, his eyes full of surprise, "Did someone tell you"

"I guessed as much." Jiang Qingran said, "But an old man like your father, who has been thinking about Mother for so many years, it's only because he couldn't have her. Now that he has her, he'll soon get tired of her."

She paused for a moment, then curved her lips, “If you don't want so much trouble, Brother, just stop contacting Mom.”

Jiang Qi Feng frowned, this matter made him ashamed, but he still felt, “Uncle has liked Mom for so many years and has always been willing to do anything for her, he shouldn't do something that would hurt Mom.”

As for his reaction, Jiang Qingran wasn't surprised, "It's just a suggestion. Whether to listen or not is your brother's business. But if you continue to be indecisive like this, I can only say that your days of pain are just beginning."

I'm too similar to Auntie in terms of personality. I just can't bring myself to say no to the people around me, but I can't be as devoted to one person as Hanchuan is.

This kind of muddling through will only make his life a mess.

Jiang Qi Feng had finally found the opportunity to see her once, and he didn't want to argue or talk about unpleasant things with her, so he changed the subject.

"A-wei isn't dead, there's still room for discussion about your situation. Qingran, these things are what you did wrong in the first place. If you sincerely apologize to A-wei and He Zong, they should..."

Jiang Qingran shook her head, interrupting him. "I lost and ended up like this, I deserve it. But, I don't owe them anything, and I don't need to apologize. I just liked Hanchuan Ge and tried my best to win him over."

"How can you still be so stubborn" Jiang Qi Feng's voice rose. "First, you framed Xiang Wan, then you attempted murder, these are all your mistakes! You..."

I didn't expect him to come in and say these things.

Jiang Qingran couldn't explain why, but the corners of her eyes felt a bit sore. She swallowed lightly, moistening her throat, "It's time, gege, I'm leaving first."

She looked up at the prison guard and smiled, "Would you be so kind as to send me back Thank you."

Two prison guards nodded, one on each side of her, and led her toward the door.

"Qingran, Qingran!!!" Jiang Qifeng shouted her name several times, his eyes bloodshot.

Ke Jiang Qingran didn't even turn her head back. The prison guards directly sent her back to her cell.

Before closing the door, she stopped the guard and said, "Can you please tell my brother something for me"

"You said."

"Tell my brother for me," Jiang Qingran paused, her eyes shimmering with tears, but a smile bloomed on her face like a fleeting flower, layer by layer. "Goodbye."

"Good."

Bang.

The door closed.

Jiang Qingran lay on the bed, looking up, forcing down the sourness in her eyes. She had already lost. If she cried now, wouldn't that make the loss even more complete

Today is the thirty day of the twelfth lunar month, and tomorrow will be New Year's Day. All inmates are preparing for the evening party.

She was the only one in prison, and this was her most relaxed time.

Outside, there were the sounds of firecrackers. Many people had already started celebrating the New Year.

Jiang Qingran licked her dry lips, smiled, and pulled a towel out from under the pillow with her mouth, placing it in the water glass.

A female prisoner had been thinking about someone for a long time, so she proactively offered to give the other person oral sex in exchange for helping her get things.

She was already exhausted just doing all that.

She gasped for breath, moving with difficulty, bumping the cup. Then she used her mouth to hold a towel, laying it down little by little, and finally pressed her whole face against it.

My senses were blocked, each breath a struggle.

Her head was fuzzy and heavy, pain reaching its peak. Instinctively, her body wanted to leave immediately, but her rationality forced her to remain in place.

The moment she was plunged into darkness, a hint of a smile played on her lips as a single tear escaped from the corner of her eye.

Finally, it's time to die. It's good.

I hope that in the next life, there will be someone like Hanzawa-kun who loves A-chan like he does.

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At the moment of her true death, she still admitted that she envied the woman she had always looked down upon.

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