The expectation in Su Shen's eyes faded, and his regret intensified, "I can understand."
After a moment of silence, with reddened eyes, he looked at Gu Zhe and embraced him, his voice breaking as he spoke, "Brother, I'm sorry, so sorry. It's all my fault. If I hadn't hidden my tracks, if I had just come back and asked our mother, I would have realized all this was a misunderstanding, and I wouldn't have made so many mistakes."
Memories of their childhood, playing together, flooded Gu Zhe's mind, bringing tears to his eyes as he hugged Su Shen back.
Xu Huan, witnessing the embrace of the two brothers, felt as though time had reversed to those earlier days.
When they were young, the two good brothers would play and help each other, sharing a special bond.
When everyone returned home and sat in the living room, the atmosphere was exceedingly heavy.
Father Su, with his mask on, hung his head, making it impossible to read his emotions.
