Ruan Jiaojiao had met Yang Xiaodi before, but that was five or six years ago. Yang Xiaodi was about the same age as her at that time. Her memory was not very deep. The only thing she remembered was that her sister was very thin.

But Yang Xiaodi was only about twelve years old at that time, and a twelve-year-old girl was growing, so it was okay to be thinner.

But she didn't expect that Yang Xiaodi would look like this when she saw her again.

Ruan Jiaojiao couldn't remember what Yang Xiaodi looked like, and Yang Xiaona didn't have a photo of her. Ruan Jiaojiao could only rely on her own imagination to find someone.

He's about the same age as her, so he might dress more plainly, be a little darker, be a little thinner...etc.

She imagined that Yang Xiaodi should look like this, so when Yang Xiaodi actually walked up to Yang Xiaona and timidly called her sister in her native accent, she was stunned.

Yang Xiaona has been busy with work and studying in the past few years, so she doesn't go back often. She hasn't seen Yang Xiaodi in more than a year.

She looked at Yang Xiaodi who was walking in front of her. She was so thin that her arms and calves were only bones. She was stunned.

"Xiao Di?" she shouted in disbelief, unable to believe that the person in front of her was the sister in her memory.

Yang Xiaodi was so thin that she had no flesh at all, and a smile suddenly appeared on her almost skeleton-like face: "Sister, it's me."

"How could you..." Yang Xiaona covered her mouth, looking at Yang Xiaodi who was no longer the same as she remembered, her eyes were red and tears were filling her eyes.

Her voice was choked, and her raised hands were trembling. She wanted to touch Yang Xiaodi, but when she stretched out her hands, she didn't dare to touch her, as if she would break if she touched her like this. In the end, she seemed like she couldn't bear it. , squatted down slowly, startling Ruan Jiaojiao who had not yet recovered from her injuries, and quickly came over to support her: "Xiao Na, don't get excited, take care of your body."

Seeing Yang Xiaona like this, Yang Xiaodi was also startled. She hurriedly came over to support Yang Xiaona. She turned around anxiously and explained anxiously: "Sister, I'm fine. I just got sick a few days ago, so I lost a little weight. Don't worry. Excited, be careful with the baby in your belly.”

Yang Xiaona cried and shook her head, reaching out to hug Yang Xiaodi, but as soon as she stretched out her hand, Yang Xiaodi's expression changed and she hissed uncontrollably.

Yang Xiaona was stunned, and quickly opened the clothes at the collar of Yang Xiaodi, and then her face instantly turned pale, without any blood.

She stared blankly at the whole patch of bruised and purple skin from the back of Yang Xiaodi's neck, which almost hurt her heart.

"How did you come here?" Yang Xiaona bit her lip, took a deep breath, and asked her.

But underneath her seemingly normal expression was an emotion about to collapse, and her voice was broken and out of tune.

Yang Xiaodi was still trying to pull her clothes, but the clothes on her body didn't fit and she couldn't pull them properly. If she pulled them at the back of her neck, her arms would be exposed, and then more shocking wounds would be revealed.

If I could use one word to describe this injury, it would probably be bloody.

Yang Xiaodi only wore two pieces of clothing, an undershirt inside and a slightly thicker coat outside. There was nothing visible on the outside clothes, but the clothes inside were already stuck to the wound on her arm. If you pull it, those scabbed wounds will be pulled open and blood will ooze out.

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