Jin Yining's clenched fist gradually loosened, and his gentle expression vanished, leaving only a sharp look.

"Ning as in Ning Sang." Ning Sang smiled with her head down, her eyes showing a hint of frost when she looked up. Only when she saw Jin Yining frown did she turn and walk away.

Ning, the Ning of Ning Sang.

“There are many things you don’t know. I have no intention of killing you. As long as you don’t block our way, I will naturally let you go back when the time comes.” Ning Sang walked to the door, turned back to look at Jin Yining, “But that girl, don’t wait for her. She doesn’t belong to this world.”

"When is the time you mean?" Jin Yining suddenly asked.

Ning Sang listened to the question as if it were an unbelievable one. "You should be like your father, a coward, or like your mother, blind. You'll be fine that way." After saying that, Ning Sang checked the time. "I'll send you away tomorrow night, but this is the last time. Never, ever appear in this place again."

"If you were going to send me out, why did you bring me along in the first place?"

Ning Sang chuckled, "Perhaps it's to let that girl leave without any regrets. After all, I'm the kind of person who, even if I'm pretending to be a good person, do things without any reason."

Who exactly are you?

Is Ning Sang her name?

Also a member of the Ning family?

However, there was no record of this person in the Ning family's records, and he had never heard of him before.

“Perhaps you can go back and ask your father,” Ning Sang said, disappearing in the direction of the door. “Don’t try to open that door; you’ll only hasten the destruction of her magnetic field.”

Jin Yining clenched his fist with one hand, and his knuckles made a crisp cracking sound, one after another.

A moment later, Jin Yining slowly sat down against the wall. For the first time, he felt a sense of powerlessness.

His hands could protect millions, but they couldn't protect her.

"Jin Yi Ning".

Shang Ning's voice suddenly rang out from behind the door. Jin Yining almost knelt down, placing one hand on the door, "Ningning."

"I haven't left yet." Shang Ning chuckled softly, sitting by the door looking out at the sea. "What should I do? I think I overheard a melodramatic story. Are we just victims of someone else's love?"

Shang Ning and Jin Yining, were they both named in memory of a woman?

That woman's name is Ning Sang.

“We are just ourselves, not anyone’s victims,” Jin Yining said in a low voice.

Shang Ning looked up at the stars hanging above the roof, wondering where they came from.

It was like a huge laboratory, and she was the test subject.

"Mingming, my parents love each other so much, and your parents are so good too, why is that?" Shang Ning hugged her knees, leaning against the door. The door was a little cold, and she didn't know what it was made of.

“Shang Xiaoning, your eyes are in front of us so that we can look forward, not dredge up old grievances.” Jin Yining sat down again, back to back with Shang Ning across the door.

"You knew I was an experiment all along, didn't you?" Shang Ning chuckled softly. "There's no such thing as soul transmigration. I was just a prop used by others for experiments."

"If your soul is transmigrated, you'll be taken for research." Jin Yining looked up as well, "Supernatural and bizarre."

"Jin Yining, I have never, ever blamed you."

I never blamed you for restarting the experiment for me, nor did I blame you for making the wrong decision to send me here.

But walls have ears, so she couldn't say these things aloud.