They said time heals all wounds, but for Gu Yuyao, her existence was a reminder of how her brother lost his life. She'd thought that by distancing herself from her family, she would be able to grieve on her own, that someday, the feeling of losing him would gradually subside.
Yet, it didn't happen as she hoped. His absence and death left a gaping hole on her chest and it seemed to have grown bigger and deeper as she continued to live without him. Gu Zihao would have been alive if he hadn't thrown his own body to protect her from the impact.
Her parents' words were like sharp knives stabbed on her chest. Why did they dump all the blame on her? It wasn't like she had wanted her brother to die for her sake.
"Tell me what's wrong, Yaoyao. Please. Don't push us away. Don't run away anymore." He Lianchen begged her.
