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In Li Zhengde's memory, Li Mingxia has always been a particularly good sister.

Whether it was herself or her two younger sisters, she tried her best to protect and love them, but the sister in the past was really not like she is now.

"We hadn't separated at that time, sister, you should remember what kind of life we ​​lived, right?" Every time Li Zhengde mentioned those days in the Li family's old house, he felt a little pain in his heart. The indescribable sadness and pain swept over his whole body as if it had broken through some kind of transparent barrier.

Li Zhengde gently clenched his fists, trying to make himself feel less sad, but it was of no avail. Whenever he thought of those days, Li Zhengde felt like he was being strangled by the neck and had no way to escape.

Li Mingxia nodded gently. Although she had not experienced those things personally, those memories existed. Li Mingxia knew that her family had suffered a lot during their time in the Li family's old house.

At the same time, Li Mingxia also noticed that something was wrong with Li Zhengde. She reached out and gently patted Li Zhengde's arm, silently soothing his emotions.

Perhaps because of Li Mingxia's comfort, Li Zhengde quickly broke free from the suffocating and uncomfortable feeling this time.

"Sister, we really suffered during those days." Li Zhengde reached out and gently pulled Li Mingxia's sleeve, stopping Li Mingxia from wanting to take her hand back.

Li Mingxia naturally knew that period. Whether it was Li Zhengde, Zhang, or the two little kids, those days were extremely torturous.

She sighed softly, lowered her eyes, and glanced at her sleeve that was grabbed by Li Zhengde.

"Zhengde, it's all in the past. I know it was hard for you and your mother during that time." Li Mingxia truly felt sorry for the child and was extra patient with him.

Who says it's not? How can it not be pitiful? What kind of day was that?

Not having enough to eat and warm clothes to wear every day, and having to work endlessly as soon as you open your eyes. Working like a slave while being humiliated and scolded, the darkness that never ends is the most despairing.

Li Mingxia looked at Li Zhengde with red eyes. She wanted to tell her brother that although those days were sad, they were in the past and he should not be trapped in the past. Not letting himself go would only make his life miserable. Life was good now and would be even better in the future. The days before would never happen again and no one would bully their family anymore. They should look forward.

Li Mingxia opened his mouth, his voice a little difficult.

"Zhengde..."

"Sister, life was not easy for mother, my older brother, my two younger sisters, and my father during that period." Li Zhengde looked at Li Mingxia with eyes that were scary red, as if tears would fall in the next second.

Li Mingxia regretted letting this drunkard come back with him. If he had known this would happen, he would have just left him in the inn. Now he felt so uncomfortable and didn't know what to do. It seemed that whatever he said would be wrong, but saying nothing was not an option either.

"I know, Zhengde, but it's all in the past, don't..."

"Sister, aren't you the one who suffers the most?" Li Zhengde looked at Li Mingxia, his voice distorted and a little inappropriate, completely different from usual. It was as if he was suppressing some kind of pain and wanted to say it out, but he couldn't say it no matter what. All kinds of pain were suppressed in his heart and he couldn't spit it out or suppress it.

Li Mingxia's eyes widened slightly. No matter how quick her reaction was, she was still a little stunned at this moment.

When Li Zhengde saw his sister like this, the pain in his heart almost overflowed, and his heart felt like it was being firmly grasped by a big hand.

It turned out that my sister did not take her own pain into account. Is it that only their pain is considered pain, and my sister's pain can be written off?

He couldn't do it. Even if Li Mingxia could do it, he couldn't do it.

"Sister, you never dared to quarrel with grandma before. No matter what grandma did, you didn't dare to say anything, and you didn't dare to cry. But whenever grandma wanted to punish us, you would stand up to protect us."

"Sister, you are the one who has suffered the most. We...we are nothing compared to you."

Li Mingxia wanted to comfort Li Zhengde, wanted to tell him that it was okay, that it was all in the past, and she didn't care anymore, but the words came to her lips and she couldn't say them.

She couldn't say she didn't care anymore because these things were not what she experienced.

Even though this body is hers now, it’s useless. She still can’t say on behalf of the real Li Mingxia, “It’s nothing,” “It’s all in the past,” “It doesn’t matter,” “I don’t care about those things anymore,” “Just move on.”

Li Mingxia could say these words to Li Zhengde and to Zhang, but she could not say them herself because she did not know whether the real Li Mingxia had truly forgiven Old Madam Zheng. She even did not know whether the real Li Mingxia hated Old Man Li in her heart.

She didn't know about these things, so she wouldn't comment, and she couldn't answer on behalf of Li Mingxia.

"Sister, you really don't have to say anything. I know you can't let it go. I also know you haven't forgotten those things. It's all my fault." Li Zhengde didn't know what he suddenly remembered. The tears that he had been holding back suddenly fell down one by one like beads that had suddenly broken their string.

Li Mingxia's sleeves were being pulled by Li Zhengdra, and he didn't let go for a moment. Moreover, Li Mingxia felt that the force was getting tighter and tighter.

Li Mingxia lowered her head and didn't look at Li Zhengde crying. She thought that Li Zhengde didn't want her to see him crying.

"Sister, I don't want you to forgive me. How can you forgive me? You almost died at that time! Even if you can forgive me, I can't forgive me!" After Li Zhengde's tears fell, his voice was no longer a distorted cry, but was filled with deep sadness.

"I know, I know everything. I know I feel sorry for my sister. I won't cry anymore." Li Mingxia murmured.

In fact, Li Zhengde didn't know that his congratulations about his sister surviving a disaster and having good fortune in the future were all false.

The real Li Mingxia died on that day. If the real Li Mingxia had not died, she would probably have no chance to come back to life.

But no matter how much Li Mingxia prepared herself mentally, she couldn't say this. Let's not talk about whether Li Zhengde would believe it. Li Zhengde had such deep feelings for his own sister. How could he accept that his sister died so tragically on that day?