Upon gently rolling up her sleeve, a shocking sight appeared on Bai Ao Xue’s snow-white arm: crisscrossing scars that seemed to tell a tale of pain. Each one was a gift from her half-sister, Bai Su Xue.,Yesterday, under the guise of admiring flowers, I pushed the naive Bai Aoxue into the pond. The water-fearing Bai Aoxue was rescued, but she only had one breath left.,Put down her sleeves, Bai Aoxue pondered to herself: "Bai Aoxue, I don't understand why you are so weak, so defiant."。
