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Wang Can was also at a loss. Compared to the previous time when he could use other words to comfort her and stop her from crying, Wang Can knew that this time there was absolutely no way to coax her easily because she was really scared by them.

"Sister, don't cry. We scared you, didn't we? It's our fault. We shouldn't have been like that. We all know we were wrong. Sister, don't cry, please..."

Wang Can also stood up. He reached out and stroked Qiuyue's back. He leaned down and gently touched her little head. He apologized in her ear in a low and hoarse voice, with a hint of tears in his voice. This time he was not pretending, he really wanted to cry again.

If they were frightened by them, they would uncontrollably want to kill themselves, just like when they were crazy to the extreme before.

There was no way Qiuyue could stop crying. As she listened to Wang Can's coaxing and apology, her already extremely sad emotions became even more out of control, but she didn't know why she was crying.

She wanted to say that they were sick, that they didn't need to apologize, that it wasn't their fault, but as soon as she opened her mouth, uncontrollable tears burst out, and extreme heartache, sadness and grief occupied all her mind at this moment.

What should she do? They are so sick, how can she cure them?

Qiuyue's mind was full of confusion and she cried uncontrollably. She raised her hands and tightly grasped the clothes on Liu Sang's back. Her nails even pierced into the muscles on his back without realizing it. Liu Sang didn't even frown, but just kept patting her back, wanting to comfort her and tell her to stop crying.

Now thinking back, how many times had she been made to cry by them since she woke up?

They really shouldn't have done that. They should have died again, no, died countless times, so that they could feel extreme pain and learn a lesson.

"It's me who made me sad and angry. Sister, don't cry. Just hit me and scold me, okay? Just like just now, slap me a few times to vent your anger, okay? Don't cry, sister, your crying makes me feel so sad..."

Liu Sang spoke with a dry voice, and at the same time he grabbed Qiuyue's hand, bent down and put his face on her palm, his eyes full of guilt and heartache, but Qiuyue was reluctant to hit him again. The slap just now was completely her subconscious reaction, just to stop him from hurting herself again, not to vent her anger on him.

"You, you guys, uh... you guys tell me, were you forced into this by the Wang family? Ah? Is it true, is it true that you hurt yourself every time you feel uncomfortable?"

Qiuyue looked at him with tears in her eyes. Her hand, which was pressed against his face, stroked his face tremblingly. She was so heartbroken that she could hardly breathe.

She even had many memories of the two of them often hurting themselves at the Wang family, and then relying on her healing crystals to recover their bodies.

They may have developed the habit of self-harm a long time ago, perhaps even for many years!

"No, we don't, sis!"

Liu Sang denied it subconsciously, but his eyes that unconsciously turned away directly revealed the real answer. Wang Can next to him trembled slightly, and felt uneasy in his heart.

If she knew that the two of them were crazy now, would she dislike them and stop liking them?

What should he do? If only he could turn back time, he would definitely stop his brother and disguise himself better.

Damn it! Sister, please don’t despise us, don’t hate us, don’t ignore us! Otherwise we will die, really, we will die...

Qiuyue was almost crying her heart out. She was breathing rapidly, her eyes were swollen from crying, her nose was completely blocked, her voice became muffled, and her eyes were full of uncontrollable heartache and sadness.

Xiao Fubao lied to her, it was obvious that they were not living well at all.

"Little Cotton, my little cotton and little pudding, tell me the truth, okay? Tell me the truth, tell me, do you hurt yourselves when you feel uncomfortable, okay?"

Qiuyue sniffed her blocked nose, raised her other hand to hold Liu Sang's face, and deliberately called them Little Cotton and Little Pudding, hoping that they would be as obedient as they were when they were children. Liu Sang looked at the red and swollen eyes from crying and could no longer utter a word of denial.

He knew very well that she already knew and was just asking him for confirmation.

She was already crying hard enough, if he admitted it, would she cry even harder?

He didn't want to make her sad...

However, before he could hesitate, a hoarse voice beside him startled him.

"Yes, sister, we...we are here at the Wang family. Whenever we feel uncomfortable, we hurt ourselves and feel pain...but, sister, if it weren't for this pain, we wouldn't have been able to endure the day when you came to find us."

Wang Can spoke softly with his eyes downcast, his hand trembling as he wrapped it around Qiuyue's wrist, as if he was afraid she would run away.

Sister, I told you, I told you everything, will you feel disgusted? Will you hate us?

If my sister leaves us because of this...

Then just die again.

What Wang Can didn't say was that their self-mutilation was not as simple as what Liu Sang had just done. When they really started to self-mutilate, they were actually more perverted than a madman.

Skinning, tendon extraction, disembowelment, and any legendary torture and pain that could drive a person crazy were all used by them on themselves, in all kinds of ways, far beyond the imagination of ordinary people.

They hated this body that was no longer their own, hated everything here, and hated why they were still alive.

What Wang Can said was true. They were indeed relying on the pain to stay awake. If it weren't for the pain, they would have been like the rest of the Wang family, completely oblivious to the fact that they regarded this resurrected monster body as their own.

After hearing Wang Can's genuine affirmation, Qiuyue gradually stopped crying. She only sobbed occasionally, looked at them, and could no longer utter a word.

She didn't blame them, nor was she angry. She was just sad, very, very sad.

Her little cotton and little pudding had been struggling here for more than ten years. She had come too late. If only she had come earlier...

Thinking of this, Qiuyue felt a surge of guilt.

It's all her fault for coming too late.

Seeing Qiuyue stopped talking, the two of them panicked immediately. Wang Can's hand around Qiuyue's wrist tightened instantly, his red eyes staring at her, and he called her in a hoarse and trembling voice.

"elder sister…"

Do you really hate us?

When Qiuyue heard the call, she felt a sharp pain in her heart again, and felt extremely uncomfortable.

What kind of sister is she? She made them suffer here for so many years, and only came to save them when they were driven crazy. What kind of sister is she...

"I, I'm here, my sister is here."

Qiuyue responded almost silently. She stroked Liu Sang's face again, and then gently placed her hand on the back of Wang Can's hand, telling them with her actions that she would still respond to them.

How could she bear not to respond to them?

Hearing Qiuyue's response, the two of them relaxed their tense bodies almost at the same time. They tried hard to swallow the sharp pain in their throats, and tried to curl the corners of their lips towards her, trying to smile at her.

They are very well behaved.

Qiuyue looked at their smiling faces, which were uglier than crying, and felt that the sadness that had just eased was almost coming out again.

She knew that they didn't want her to continue being sad.

"Stop laughing, it's really ugly."

Qiuyue said softly, took out a few cleansing talismans from the space and cleaned up herself, Liu Sang and everything around them (blood), then raised her hands and hugged Liu Sang's neck, suddenly raised her head and kissed his cheek.

hum!

Almost in an instant, Liu Sang's eyes widened, and Wang Can next to him was also shocked for a moment. They looked at Qiuyue in disbelief. They never expected that she would suddenly kiss Liu Sang.

Is this, is this comforting?

After kissing Liu Sang, Qiuyue turned to look at Wang Can. Wang Can's whole body trembled violently almost instantly. Before his brain could react, his body subconsciously controlled him to move his face forward.

"Chirp."

When that soft touch really appeared on his face, Wang Can couldn't help but roll his Adam's apple.

This was, this was a kiss she took the initiative to give, it wasn't something they specifically asked for in the afternoon.

She kissed them on her own initiative!!

Qiuyue looked at their dazed expressions, and finally a smile appeared on her face. She touched Liu Sang's face, then touched Wang Can's head, and said in a hoarse voice: "Be good, sister won't let you feel so sad that you hurt yourself anymore. Sister will definitely find a way to make you feel better."

After saying that, Qiuyue suddenly paused, and said hesitantly and embarrassedly: "If my kiss can make you feel less painful, then I will kiss you more and hug you."

As soon as these words came out, the shock on the two people's faces suddenly became even more intense. They looked at her in surprise, their brains almost unable to process the news.

Not only did she not despise or hate them, but she was also willing to give them kisses and hugs?

Is this real? Is it really not just their hallucination?

"elder sister……"

Liu Sang called out in a trembling voice, his whole body trembling slightly, and his hands unconsciously grabbed a corner of Qiuyue's clothes.

Please, please tell him again that this is true!

A faint blush began to appear on Qiuyue's face, but she didn't avoid their gaze. Instead, she looked at them very seriously: "This is treatment. If my hug and kiss really make you feel better and stop you from wanting to hurt yourself, then I will give it to you until you feel better."

As soon as the words fell, the two of them's breathing suddenly quickened. They stared at Qiuyue intently, their whole bodies tensed up, restlessness and excitement flashed in their eyes, and at the same time, the tenderness and love contained in them was so strong that it could melt people.