"No. 1507 Gu Junyan, at ten o'clock this morning, your relatives have applied for a meeting, so be ready for the meeting."

"Yes!"

When he saw Su Baiwei again, Gu Junyan felt like a world away, as if he had never seen his sister since that day.

Yes, sister.

For as long as he can remember, everyone has told him that Weiwei is your sister. But he just thinks that Weiwei is not his sister, his sister should live with him every day, and his sister should have a mother with him.

But his Weiwei sister has her own parents, so Weiwei is not his sister.

Until that day, he not only lost his mother, but also lost his father, and from that day on, Weiwei really became his sister.

Something unformed in the young mind dissipates completely.

Many times, Gu Junyan does feel that he is very unlucky, because he didn't have a mother when he was born, although every year when it comes to his birthday, everyone still celebrates him with a smile, but he still can't forget his sad father who locked himself in the house alone.

Later, his father was gone, and he disappeared into a deliberate accident.

Gu Junyan will never forget that when the firefighters moved his father out, Uncle Su next door covered his eyes hard, as if he was afraid that he would be frightened.

But no one knew that through the rough fingers, Gu Junyan saw it.

He saw that his father could no longer see the charred black body of the human form.

That scene completely sank into the depths of his memory, and became the nightmare of his midnight awakening for many years.

But more often, Gu Junyan felt that he was lucky enough, and it was because of this luck that he met Su Chenghai's family.

With a new father and mother and sister, although the pain of losing a loved one is indelible, looking at his sister who falls asleep holding her fingers every day, Gu Junyan feels that these pains will slowly become a thing of the past.

When did he start to forget those gratitudes, when did he start to listen to those people's seemingly non-existent discussions, and when did hatred gradually cover his eyes?

Gu Junyan sat in the meeting room, looked at the handcuffs in his hands, and laughed self-deprecatingly, maybe it was because the glance through his fingers never disappeared from his memory.

The door moved slightly, and the beautiful girl pushed the door in.

She's still as dazzling as ever, and she, heh, she must be ugly now.

Gu Junyan subconsciously raised his hand to touch the top of his head, and the freshly shaved head stubble was still a little prickly.

The woman stood in the doorway, watching his movements, not moving or speaking.

Gu Junyan's hand was also covered on his face, and he stared straight at the table in front of him along his fingers, not daring to raise his head.

A slight sigh brushed through his ears, like disappointment and helplessness.

Gu Junyan only hated that he didn't have six hands, so that he could cover his ears with his blindfolds, and finally strangle himself here with two hands.

The woman's sigh finally drew closer, accompanied by the sound of slight footsteps, and finally stopped in front of him.

Gu Junyan felt that his whole body was stiff, and he couldn't move, waiting for the woman's movements as if waiting for the final punishment.

Even if she wanted to kill herself, he wouldn't have any resistance.

But the woman stood in front of him for a long time, and finally only said softly.

"Brother, you've lost weight."