The evening breeze gently blows the girl's scattered hair in front of her forehead.

The soft light falls on her, she lowers her head, tears falling down one by one.

All of a sudden, as if she had made up her mind, she closes her eyes.

As long as she takes a leap, all troubles will be gone.

After all, people's malice becomes meaningless the moment they die.

People always mock the living and show compassion for the dead.

"Don't you want to go back for revenge?"

I take out a candy from my pocket and stuff it into Ming Jiao's mouth.

The girl's lips tremble, feeling cold.

Her soft lips touch my fingertips, meeting her teary eyes, a strange and indescribable feeling surges in my heart.

Ming Jiao is my junior sister, who once did experiments with me.

In my memory, she was a timid girl who even spoke hesitantly.

I wonder what kind of mental pressure she has been under during this time.

When I saw the most inciting posts on the campus forum from Jiang Zhenzhen's alternate account, I knew it was related to her.

Ming Jiao, with tears in her eyes, stuttered, "I have... no way out... If I die, my parents won't be harassed anymore."

I carefully wiped away her tears.

"Trust me."

[Ding, the system is now active, the rumor monger has gone mad and it has become true.]

[Key sentence: "If I were you, since it's already like this, I would just sell myself." "Exactly."]

[The severity of this action is determined by the system to be "highest," effective immediately.]

[Ding, the madness has become true.]

I hold Ming Jiao's hand and say, "Sister, come, I'll take you to a good place."