Quick Travel: Vicious Female Supporting Role Playing Project

Before Jiang Zhiyue opened the door, she kept thinking: What is Xin Lian doing?

She thought about many possible reactions, crying, feeling sad...

It wasn't until she opened the door and saw the girl lying by the window that she realized:

Oh, my sister is in a daze.

Jiang Zhiyue closed the door and called softly: "Xin Lian."

Jiang Xinlian was immersed in her own thoughts, neither hearing nor responding. She looked out the window blankly and rested her chin on her folded arms, just like she did when she was a child.

When Xin Lian was young, she was thin and sickly, and was often bullied by her brothers and sisters. Her life became even more difficult when she was sick.

At that time, Xiao Xinlian, who was hiding at home to recuperate, would lie by the window like this and look at the scenery outside.

Jiang Zhiyue was worried that her sister would be depressed because of this, so she asked her: "Xin Lian, do you want to go out to play?"

"No," Xiao Xinlian pointed at Jiang Rongxi, who was not far away and surrounded by everyone, "I'm observing her."

Jiang Zhiyue suddenly became sour: "Xin Lian likes the second sister?"

"I love the power she has."

"Xin, Xin Lian," Jiang Zhiyue was stunned and stammered, "Why do you like her rights?"

"With rights, I can do what I like, and no one will take away the people I love from me."

At that time, Xin Lian was eight years old, and a full 12 years had passed.

Jiang Zhiyue walked to her sister and gently placed her palms on her shoulders: "Xin Lian, what are you thinking about?"

Jiang Xinlian came back to her senses, turned her head, and said in a very soft voice: "Sister."

"What are you thinking about?"

"I was thinking," Jiang Xinlian seemed to be lost in memories, "the feeling of being loved by my mother is very warm and happy;

The feeling of being loved by my sister is very warm and happy, so I think the feeling of being loved is happiness. "

"But," she bit her lip, seeming extremely confused and puzzled, "Why don't I feel happy at all when being loved by Li Xunting?"

Why do you feel pain instead?

Jiang Zhiyue pursed her lips and comforted her feebly: "Maybe those subordinates didn't seriously find a way to unlock the contract. It must be like this."

Even she couldn't believe it when she said this.

Jiang Xinlian even smiled miserably: "But sister, I already received this news four days ago."

She couldn't accept the news and immediately sent another team to search.

But in the end, I got the same answer, nothing changed.

Her smile was too bitter and astringent, with helpless pain. She was smiling, but her eyes were crying.

Jiang Zhiyue's eyes were hot, and she stretched out her hands to hold her tightly in her arms, her voice choked with sobs: "Xin Lian, Xin Lian..."

When they first met, Xin Lian was already six years old and was more obedient and well-behaved than any other child.

She doesn't cry or make trouble, and even if she does cry, it's mostly for some purpose and just pretending.

Therefore, in the past 15 years, Jiang Zhiyue has never seen Xin Lian really cry.

She has always been the wisest and strongest good child.

Jiang Zhiyue loved her, cherished her, shared everything about herself with her, and hoped that she would be safe and happy, and that everything would go well for her.

Even though there is only a three-year age difference between them, Xin Lian is her child.

She raised her child with her own hands and only hoped that she would be happy every day.

so......

"Xin Lian, don't cry. It doesn't matter. Li Xunting's contract only has one year left. We can wait for him. We are not in a hurry."

Jiang Zhiyue touched her sister's long hair and forced a smile to comfort her: "We have been waiting for so long anyway, and it doesn't matter if we wait another year."

"Sister," Jiang Xinlian broke away from her arms and said word by word, "Now is different from the past."

Before, they were hiding in the dark, harmless and inconspicuous, but Jiang Rongxi never took them into consideration;

But now, the overall plan is coming to an end, and the OB alliance is standing in front of Jiang Rongxi. They have been exposed.

Jiang Rongxi already regarded them as enemies, and she would not show mercy.

If they can't take the final action before Jiang Rongxi takes control of the Jiang family, they will never have a chance again!

"We cannot fail, otherwise we will die!"

Jiang Zhiyue knew these cruel facts very well.

Jiang Xinlian closed her eyes and opened them again. All her emotions seemed to have calmed down: "I will go and kill Li Xunting."

This is the most effective measure with the highest success rate.

"No, no," Jiang Zhiyue couldn't imagine the pain of killing the person she loved with her own hands. She didn't want her sister to bear this painful experience.

"Li Xunting doesn't have to die. He won't hinder us. He loves you!"

"I know, sister, I know Li Xunting will not hinder us, but he will hinder us from killing Jiang Rongxi."

As long as the contract is still there and Li Xunting is alive, Jiang Rongxi will definitely be alive. He must protect Jiang Rongxi's life, even if he doesn't want it.

"If Jiang Rong doesn't die, there will be eternal troubles. She can't live, and Li Xunting can't have to die."

Otherwise, they will be the ones who die.

Jiang Xinlian grabbed the clothes on her sister's chest, with tears in her eyes: "Sister, don't you understand!"

After planning for so long and putting in so much effort, they no longer have the option of giving up!

"I don't want to die, let alone my sister. There is a reason why we must continue to act."

But, but...

There was another person whom she didn't want to die either.

"elder sister--"

She was buried in Jiang Zhiyue's arms like a child. Like a child, she cried weakly and sadly: "Sister, I have to do this!"

"I can't convince myself to stop!"

That's why being loved by Li Xunting was so painful. It was precisely because of his sincere love that she suffered so much.

However, she won't stop.

They have no fate.

*

When Jiang Zhiyue returned to her residence, it was already very late.

Xin Lian had already collected her emotions and planned her next actions, but she didn't listen to anything.

Her ears were filled with Xin Lian's cries, and her chest was filled with Xin Lian's tears.

Everything is telling her:

What kind of sister are you?

Why does Xin Lian have to arrange everything for you? Why does Xin Lian have to bear all the pain alone? What kind of sister do you think you are?

She walked into the study room in despair, and when she saw her mother's photo on the wall, her guilt poured out.

"Mother," Jiang Zhiyue knelt down and curled up into a ball, "you taught me kindness, and I have done it."

She is kind, Xin Lian accommodates her, takes most of the things on herself, and is used to shouldering everything.

"I can only watch Xin Lian suffer, but I can't do anything. What's the use of such kindness!"

She couldn't shed a tear in front of Xin Lian. She could only repeat the apology that almost drowned her over and over again in the dark.

"Xin Lian, I'm sorry, I'm sorry..."