"What I have done is meaningful, bringing peace to my conscience, and..." the resentment in her heart.
If she doesn't do these things, how can she console her former self?
She just felt that even parental bonds were unreliable, that blood relations weren't the strongest ties in the world. Indeed, even her biological father would be ruthless to her. She was disappointed in such a world.
Betrayed by everyone.
That's why she felt so lost, like a floating duckweed, drifting away, with no one to remember her even after death.
Chu Yiqin reached out and touched the skin on the back of her hand, his fingertips warm as they rested on her slightly cool hand, prompting Qin Mo to turn her head and look at him, "What's wrong with you?"
She had a premonition that Chu Yiqin was comforting her.
He had never been this gentle before, "Actually, there's nothing wrong with me, I just suddenly thought about too many things, so..."