Recently, Qin Nianwan often thought of her daughter who had been away from her for many years. She knew it was because of Qiqi, but she felt conflicted. On one hand, she liked Qiqi for being so sensible and adorable; on the other hand, she saw the shadow of her own daughter in Qiqi.
If she were still alive...
Every time this possibility crossed her mind, she couldn't help but want to take out her frustration on Qiqi, to make this girl before her go through what her own daughter had endured. Yet, every time after hurting her, she would feel a crushing sense of cruelty and remorse, recalling the sight of her trembling, terrified daughter.
At moments like this, she'd lose control and hold Qiqi tightly in her arms, just as she was doing now:
"Does it hurt? I'm sorry, I'm sorry. I won't hit you again, never again. Please don't blame me; I didn't want this either..."
