An Ran was stunned.
An Ning's face didn't look like she was being forced.
Could it be...willingly?
She hoped this reason was true, but she didn't want to believe it.
After all, Luo Yan and An Ning had been together for many years, how could they just let go?
An Ning and An Ran had a great relationship. The key was that neither of them was lively; they were the type who could stay quiet with a book for a month. They cared for each other, but there was a verbal barrier.
The two quietly ate lunch.
"How is Aunt now?"
An Ran paused.
Then sighed, "Not very well, still in a daze, she can't recognize me. Every time I go to see her... I feel so sad."
Ever since An Ran's father passed away, her mother had been mentally unstable.
At first, An Ning and An Ran took care of her, but she had violent tendencies, constantly injuring An Ning and An Ran, even using a knife once in a particularly severe instance.
