Lanting sat up on the thunder, frightening Lan Yue beside her.

"What's wrong? Is this a nightmare?" She pulled a piece of paper to wipe Lanting's sweat. "I'm so grown-up, I'm still dreaming."

Lan Yue looks like her mother. When she is so nagging, she looks very much like her mother when she was young.

"Mom..." Lanting murmured, holding her hand.

Lan Yue straightened her hair: "Our mother is not that scary, she can still wake you up."

Lanting woke up and pushed her away with embarrassment: "Sister, are you awake? Are you hungry? I'll make some food for you."

Lan Yue pointed to the kitchen: "The hourly worker aunt is here and is working."

The aunt's surname is Wang, and she was introduced by the nurse Zhang. She is very skillful and works very quickly. Three dishes and one soup is served quickly. When the two sisters were having a meal, she began to clean the room and wash clothes.

"Miss Lan, do you still want this dress?"

Aunt Wang cut out a piece of clothing from under the sofa and picked it up and asked Lanting.

"Oh, why is there so much blood on it?" She shook open and looked at it, and was shocked.

"It's amazing, it's amazing, there's blood here." Aunt Wang lay on the ground and looked under the sofa.

Lanting was still immersed in the strange and bizarre dream just now. She poked the rice in the bowl blankly, and didn't hear Aunt Wang's scream for a while.

Lan Yue walked to the sofa a few steps and took the clothes, which were covered in blood, which was very scary.

"What's going on? Where are you injured? Why are there so much blood on this clothes?" She pulled Lanting up and checked up and down.

Only then did Lanting see that the clothes in her hand were the sunscreen clothes hooked on the door. It was probably wrapped around her when Han Pingtao dragged her into the house. Later, somehow, she rolled into the depths of the sofa and was hooked out by Aunt Wang's broom just now.

"I..." Lanting held the dress and didn't know where to start.

"Sister, I'm not getting married."

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The curtains were pulled tightly, and the screen on the phone on the nightstand showed a little light.

Just after eleven o'clock, the screen was gone, and the room could not see any fingers, and only the sound of the air conditioner rumbling.

Lanting turned over and did not dare to speak out.

After Aunt Wang left, Lanting told Lan Yue the whole story. She thought Lan Yue would be angry, cry, or blamed her for not being able to endure it, and insisted on being so willful and arbitrary.

But Lan Yue didn't say anything. She hung the clothes from the washing machine and took a shower as usual. Then she asked Lanting to wash up as soon as possible and come in to sleep with her.

Lanting was delayed until half past ten, and opened the door. The bedroom light was still on, and Lan Yue lay in her face, motionless.

The two lay silently after eleven o'clock, Lanting turned over again and took a nap in the afternoon, but now she was not sleepy at all.

She reached her hand on the bedside table and wanted to browse her phone for a while.

"I was the one who dragged you down." Lan Yue suddenly spoke in silence.

Lanting's hand stopped and a helplessness surged in her heart: "Sister, what are you talking about?"

Lan Yue's voice was a little choked: "Didn't their family bully you so unscrupulously just because there was no one in your parents' home? It's useless to me, I can't hold on, and I have to push your legs to drag you down."

"No, sister." Lanting turned on the bedside lamp and saw Lan Yue lying with her back to her, wanting to pull her shoulder, but she didn't pull it.

She simply moved over, pressed against Lan Yue's back, and pinched the corner of her clothes, just like when she was a child.

"I never feel like you are a burden, really, I'm very happy. I have a sister."
Chapter completed!