"Why do you punish yourself for the mistakes of others? If Mother knew, she would definitely be heartbroken; she loved you so much, how could she bear to see you give up on yourself..."
"Dad, I'm not saying this to seek your sympathy; I just don't want to see you go on like this..."
"Stop talking, I told you to stop." The man suddenly became fierce, his hands abruptly choking Yun Ya's neck, his eyes bursting with a dangerous and crazed flame.
Yun Ya was still smiling, her clear eyes staring straight at him.
"You should have done this when I was born, strangle me to death, then you wouldn't have to suffer anymore..."
The fingers tightened more and more, and it was gradually becoming difficult to breathe. Yun Ya's eyes slowly began to diffuse, yet they still looked so gently at him.
As if willing to die by his hands.
Yun Shen was stung by such a gaze for a moment; his muddled brain suddenly cleared up, and he involuntarily loosened his fingers.
