Huo Sicheng gazed gently at Gu Qingcheng.
"I thought you knew."
Gu Qingcheng looked at Huo Sicheng with rippling eyes.
"Everything is what you think, and that's why we have so many contradictions."
"My fault," Huo SIcheng confessed.
Gu Qingcheng shook her head. "You're not wrong, the mistake is mine, I forgot this memory."
"Nobody's wrong." Huo Sicheng tightened his arms around Gu Qingcheng's body. "It seems your forgetting is caused by that illness."
"That illness?" Gu Qingcheng looked at Huo Sicheng in surprise. "Which one?"
After she finished speaking and thought about it, she suddenly remembered the illness Huo Sicheng was referring to.
That year, after she returned from the Longshan Cemetery to the Gu family, Chu He forcibly sent her to boarding school.
She was five years old that year, and having never been away from home, she didn't know how to survive at school.
