Was he that bad? He made these good brothers of his look forward to his suffering.
But when he thought about the past, he didn't need to ask anyone else. The more he thought about it, the more he felt that he was really a scumbag…
…
Just as Bo Junyan had said.
Fu Siye's pain had only just begun.
The current him was still in a daze of loss. He still didn't know what he had lost, but he couldn't accept that the person who had always loved him didn't love him anymore.
It was just that he was panicked and afraid, and his heart felt congested. He didn't feel much pain.
When he reached home in the dead of the night, that loneliness and darkness that he had never felt before slowly engulfed him. He looked at the half of his wedding photo on the bed and slowly felt pain.
Pain welled up from the bottom of his heart.
It was thin and deep.
Then, it quickly spread to his entire body.
