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He kissed her cheek, her hair, her forehead, her eyebrows, her arm, and her little hand…

His pure and innocent younger sister was the most unattainable ray of pure white in his dark life... He couldn't let go of her; he knew he could never let go of her in his entire life...

Bai Rong, a melancholic twelve-year-old boy, secretly kisses his beloved little sister in a sunlit room, his affection as deep as the sea, as if she were his only hope for living...

His distorted and obsessive love has already been revealed!

Bang--

The moment the door was kicked open, a shocked Bai Rong looked up, her face pale.

He saw his father's angry face!

The next moment.

He felt his arms suddenly go empty; his sleeping little sister had been taken away by his father. Then, a sharp pain shot through his chest as his father kicked him away mercilessly, followed by a desperate curse.

"Beast!"

He was kicked hard by his father, and the suffocating feeling in his chest made him cough violently, blood gushing out and staining his pale lips.

His father's furious roar exploded in his ears, violently assaulting his eardrums, "You beast, what are you doing to your sister?!"

A sharp pain shot through my chest.

These waves of pain ignited the stubbornness and rebelliousness deep within him!

Bai Rong reached out and covered his sore spot. He stood up, looked up at his furious father, and his eyes grew colder and colder. For the first time, a sharp, cold light shone in the eyes of this withdrawn child.

"Father, didn't you see? I'm kissing her!"

Snap—

Before he could finish speaking, his father slammed his hand down, striking his snow-white, icy cheek without mercy. His body was sent flying by the blow, and his head slammed heavily against the bookshelf.

The loud impact woke up the little sister in her father's arms. The first thing she saw when she opened her eyes was her brother, who was covered in blood. She burst into tears.

"Father, don't hit my brother, don't hit my brother..."

Startled awake, she didn't know what had happened. All she knew was that she was kicking and crying desperately in her father's arms, screaming and begging him not to hit her brother.

His face was covered in warm blood...

He felt dizzy and his ears rang. He collapsed beside the library, his head covered in blood. He heard his younger sister's terrified cries, his father walking out of his room, and his father's roar in the courtyard.

"Seal this room off!!"

From that day on, he was confined to this dark room.

The Bai family all say that he has gone mad, and no one dares to approach this house. The Bai family's servants only bring in food through a small window every day...

Apart from that, his world was completely silent.

I don't even know how many days have passed...

He lay alone in the darkness, yet a flame of hatred burned fiercely within him. He hated the Bai family, he hated himself, he hated his father…

Until one day.

In the darkness, he heard hurried footsteps outside. The sound made his heart skip a beat, and he opened his eyes in alarm, stumbling towards the small window that was the only connection to the outside world.

"elder brother……"

When his younger sister's dark, bright eyes appeared outside the small window, his whole body trembled, and a surge of wild joy welled up inside him, almost driving him mad.

“Xiaoxuan…”

"I'm leaving, brother." The little sister outside the window looked at him with tears in her eyes and aggrieved expression. "I begged Dad to let you go. He said he would let you go as long as I go back to Grandma's house. I'm going to Grandma's house in Jiangnan with Mom."

He felt as if he had fallen into an ice cellar, and stood there stunned.

Xiao Xuan, standing outside the window, pressed her cheek against the windowpane as if she wanted to break it open. "Brother, I'm leaving soon. Don't make Dad angry when you come out. Dad hits people really hard when he's angry."

"..."

“Dad said Mom was going to take me to meet another Murong brother. My uncles all laughed at me, saying that Xiaoxuan was about to get engaged. I ignored them. Xiaoxuan doesn’t want that Murong brother she doesn’t know.”

"..."

He stood there, stunned, in the darkness, his face streaked with cold tears…

"Brother, wait for me, I'll be back soon."

Her voice suddenly disappeared.

Bai Rong suddenly realized something, his heart aching terribly. He rushed to the window without thinking, crying out in anguish, "Xiao Xuan, don't go—!"

That was the last time he saw Xiaoxuan.

His beloved little sister squatted by the stone wall in the garden, head down, hugging her knees tightly, crying incessantly until she could barely breathe.

"Brother, if Xiaoxuan never comes back, you can't forget her. You have to remember to go find her!"