"Mother, she's not big sister. big sister has passed away."
An unbearable disturbance flashed across Dongfang Shaoze's face. Ever since the news of big sister's death had reached her ears, their mother had locked herself in the mountain and refused to leave.
"Yes, Yu'er has passed away, how could a dead person return to life?"
Pu tong!
The beautiful woman's legs gave way and she crumpled back onto the rattan chair. Her luxurious, jade-like hand clutched her chest tightly, it hurts so much that she could barely breathe!
After so many years, this was the kind of pain that has become her companion, it never ceased.
