Jiangli listened to everything Wei Qingran said and slightly frowned, "A dark shadow?"
Wei Qingran nodded, "Yes, it seemed like there was some sort of dark shadow that ran out from Teacher Song, but we couldn't see clearly what it was; it just disappeared."
Jiangli asked again, "At that time, you couldn't control your own hands?"
Song Wenjun froze for a moment, glancing at Jiangli looking at her before realizing that Jiangli was speaking to her, and quickly nodded, "Yes, my, my hands seemed to have become someone else's at that moment. I wanted to let go, but they just gripped tighter and tighter..."
"You clearly felt that your hands were out of control?" Jiangli asked pointedly.
Song Wenjun quickly nodded, "Yes, I, I really couldn't control myself. If I could have controlled myself... how could I ever hurt my own daughter?"
