Report to the Lord God, the Demon King has the ability to read minds

Ah Qin, long time no see. I'm sorry that I can only meet you in this way in the end.

Just as you thought, I know what you want to do, but I don't want you to do that, I don't want anything to happen to you.

Ah Qin, I have seen you become like that with my own eyes, and I don’t want to see you become like that in this life too.

So, I didn't tell you, you should forgive me.

It’s okay not to forgive.

Just treat me as a villain who doesn't keep his word.

Ah Qin, sacrifice was originally my ending, you can't change it.

Don't worry, I'm fine. Don't be sad. I just went to another world.

It’s just a pity that I couldn’t see you reach the top.

Ah Qin, do you want to hear my story?

Ah Qin, my original name is Yun Jiao. As for the word “Jiao”, you might think that the owner of this name should be a baby who was raised in the palm of the hand by thousands of lovers.

Yes, that is indeed the case.

But this name does not belong to me.

Funny enough, I'm just a substitute.

A replacement for my sister.

I never had a name that truly belonged to me, and I never met my sister.

There is no her in my life, but she is everywhere in my life.

When my sister was five years old, my parents had a disagreement and quarrel and neglected her, which led to her being abducted by human traffickers.

They searched for a long time but couldn't find me. Later, they gave birth to me and named me Yunjiao.

From then on, I became someone else's shadow.

I don't like white, but my room is all white.

I don't like skirts, but my closet is full of white skirts.

They arranged everything for me, whether I liked it or not, and never asked for my opinion. I had resisted before, but all I got was one increasingly severe beating after another.

When I was a kid, I made my room dirty on purpose and cut up all those skirts.

This is an attempt to make my parents aware of their problems.

But it was of no use, and instead made them even worse.

I made a mess in the room and they redecorated it for me; I cut a dress and before long there was an identical one in front of me.

If I didn't wear the white dress they bought for me for a moment, I would be subjected to a barrage of insults from them.

At that time I didn't understand why they did that.

Am I not their biological daughter, but a tool that can be praised when they are used properly and smashed when they are not?

I don’t understand why?

They wanted me to be perfect, and perhaps they doubled their expectations of my sister and placed them on me.

But no matter what I did, I couldn't meet their requirements.

They required that my grades must be perfect and no mistakes were allowed.

The friends I make must be useful to me and must satisfy them.

So I never had any friends around me.

Everything I do must be approved by them. I am like a puppet, controlled by them to do this and that.

This feeling of being controlled is really suffocating.

So I died, on my eighteenth birthday.

My soul followed them and I knew the truth of everything.

It's not me they love, it's my sister.

White is her favorite color and skirt is the style she wears often.

In fact, the moment I learned the truth, I was a little jealous of my sister.

My sister has parents who love them and have all their love, but I have nothing.

I am like a clown hiding in the darkness, looking at everything that does not belong to me with an abominable look.

Maybe God was blessing me, and I lived again, reborn when I was four years old.

The belated rebellion was fully demonstrated at that time.

I tore up everything they bought, one for each one they bought.

I'm going to do the opposite of what they say.

I was also abducted by human traffickers when I was five years old.

In fact, I knew that there was something wrong with the little girl, and I also knew that there was something wrong with the lollipop.

But so what?

I don't care about anything anymore.

I did that on purpose, they weren't grieving the loss of my sister.

Don’t they think of me as a replacement for my sister?

Okay, then I will use the same method to make them lose me, the substitute for their sister.

I am not a substitute for anyone.

Ah Qin, after I was caught by human traffickers, I met you there. Do you know what my first impression of you was?

At that time, I was thinking, how could there be such a cute and lovable child in this world? It was like a child who was abandoned by the whole world but still full of hope for this world.

I must protect such a lovely and adorable child.

Ah Qin, that period of time was the happiest and most exciting time of my life, because you were there with me.

I finally have my first and only friend.

It's not required by parents, but a true friend.

so good.

After being captured by the human traffickers, I didn't feel any fear. I only felt the pleasure and excitement of revenge.

Because it makes me feel that I am not controlled and I have my own ideas.

But after being with you, I became scared.

I'm afraid that when I wake up, I won't see you again.

I'm afraid of losing you, my only friend.

I want to rescue you, even if it costs me my life.

I see vitality and expectations for the world in you.

I want to protect the things that I don't have.

We failed, but I don't regret choosing to rescue you.

Having you as my best friend in this life is enough.

But I regret not sending you away.

Later you became the person I least wanted to see.

I stayed by your side all those years, watching you become that way step by step, and I watched you commit suicide but I was powerless to do anything. My heart was broken.

Ah Qin, I wish I could always be by your side and reach the top with you, but there is always separation in this world. Ah Qin, I have to say goodbye to you.

I can't tell you my identity, I can only tell you that I'm fine.

Ah Qin, you must live well and don't blame yourself, otherwise you will live a very tiring life.

There are some things you should learn to let go of. Let go of yourself. I don’t want to see you always take all the blame on yourself. Just think of it as doing this for me, so let go of yourself, okay?

Ah Qin, the ring I gave you contains things I have collected over the years. You must remember to use it. It is my hard work. You must not just let it gather dust. Good things should be used to realize their value.

Okay, Ah-Xin, I'm leaving.

Goodbye.