She spoke at length, but I still understood. Otherwise, I wouldn't feel so angry deep inside.

However, the woman held onto me tightly and forced me to look at her. She had no intention of ending the conversation there. She said, "The man who violated your sister is called Zhao Ming."

"He recorded the whole process with his phone and threatened your sister that if she ever spoke out, he would send the video to everyone. Your sister couldn't bear the humiliation, but she was blackmailed for an entire semester. She tried to save herself bravely during this time, but the rumors and the indifferent gazes of others became unbearable. In the end, she jumped off a building and took her own life amidst the apathy of onlookers."

"You couldn't accept the fact that your sister died, and the police didn't give Zhao Ming the death penalty as you had hoped. He was even released after only half a month in prison."

She spoke each word with a tone as if she had witnessed all of it with her own eyes.

"However, what caused you to completely collapse was your younger sister insisting on going to Zhao Ming's office to find evidence. Subsequently, Zhao Ming discovered her and replayed the same scenario as with your sister—recording her, and even resorting to violence and threats."

After listening to her explanation, I tightly gripped my own hands, but cold sweat had already soaked my palms. In that moment, the memories, real and cruel, detached me from my sister's perspective and consciousness.

Then, suddenly, the furrowed brows on my face relaxed, and I felt a sense of liberation that I had never experienced before.