"Does Mother really love me?"
Feng Ruxue looked pitifully at Ji Ruyan; she had never seen her mother, nor experienced what it was like to have one.
No one knew how envious she felt every time she saw Cousin Yini acting spoiled in their Aunt's arms.
She didn't have her parents' love; her only relative was her sister.
But she was a fragile child, unable to handle any emotional fluctuations from a young age, which made her watch everyone coldly from the sidelines. It wasn't until the toxins in her body were mostly removed about two years ago that she could experience normal human emotions of joy, anger, sadness, and happiness.
She knew her life was saved by her sister, who searched tirelessly everywhere for medicine to cure her.
She had been alive for twelve years, and during those twelve years, her sister had always revolved around her almost exclusively.
