Gu Qiaoqiao watched as a clump of roses angrily bloomed, swaying gently in the wind.
She thought, without her grandfather at home, Grandma Qin must be his only sustenance and attachment.
Gu Qiaoqiao firmly believed that her grandparents must be living together just as warmly and happily as before.
At that moment, a crisp and cool breath slowly approached her.
Carrying a trace of seductive heat.
She turned her head and saw Qin Yize with worried eyes.
Gu Qiaoqiao was startled.
Qin Yize spoke softly, "I'm sorry, for reminding you of sad things..."
Gu Qiaoqiao shifted uncomfortably, shaking her head and speaking in a low voice, "It's okay, it's all in the past..."
For her, it truly was in the past...
Compared to the tragic death of her parents in her previous life, her grandfather had been fortunate; so whenever she remembered him, it wasn't with the same heart-wrenching pain.
