Ding Shaochong's gaze was locked tightly on the cup of water in Lěng Yè's hand, his heart a turmoil of pain and inner struggle.
Lěng Yè raised the cup, preparing to drink.
Cold sweat beaded on Ding Shaochong's forehead, his heart heavy with self-blame, guilt, and remorse. Yet, when he thought of his sister's life held in the hands of others, he felt utterly helpless. This conflicting emotion tore back and forth through his mind; he even wanted to smash his head against a wall just to escape it all.
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