I Have to Protect Her, or I Will Panic

However, he could not believe that he actually allowed others to cause the death of his sister. The first time when he was young and the second time, after he had grown up, leaving Qingsi to be strayed in this cruel world, being bullied and belittled by others.

 When he thought of all this, Xia Anlan's heart could not find peace.

 After being involved in politics for so many years, he thought that he could not experience emotions anymore—not joy, anger, or even sadness. He could face anyone logically and rationally.

 This time, however, guilt and regret tore his heart and made it ache whenever he thought about it.

 They were too late…for a good forty years.

 "Father, you two should go back first," Xia Anlan said to his father, "I'll stay here."