C288 Qing er is dead

Xue'er, I have always hoped that the great fire three years ago had nothing to do with you. It's been so long and I still can't find any clues, but I know that only you, Xue'er, can hate me. And only you, Xuemei, can do such a thing. Why? Why does Xue'er's affection for me make me feel so heavy? What I often think of now is the warm days when I was with Qing'er, the carefree and unrestrained life