At the recollection of that memory, tears welled up uncontrollably in Xu Weilai's eyes.
In the confines of her own home, she could live in denial and pretend that whatever she didn't see didn't exist. She never allowed herself to ponder on the relationship between Gu Yu and Su Ziqian. However, right now, she was witnessing with her own eyes how much Gu Yu doted upon Su Ziqian. She'd also witnessed how her precious memory meant nothing to Gu Yu.
Gu Yu had sung with her three years ago. Now, three years later, Gu Yu could repeat the same gesture with Su Ziqian.
It had been delusional on her part to think that this song, Hiroshima Mon Amour, had belonged to her and Gu Yu alone.
Xu Weilai could no longer endure it, and she was afraid of losing her composure in front of everyone. She didn't want to become the subject of everyone's joke once again. Grabbing Xiao Chun's hand, she whispered, "Chunchun, I'm making a move first."
