"If it wasn't Youmi who said it just now, it was you, Mu Tianqi. If you plan not to tell me for the rest of your life, then do you think that I don't have to know?" Dao Chen said with a hateful expression on his face, gritting his teeth.
These.
"Mu Tianqi, what did you promise me back then? You said you would take good care of Youen and not let her get hurt at all, but now? You said she is dead? Is she dead? I am
So I believed in you, I believed so much that you could give Youen happiness that I let go, but now I get this result. If I had known this, even if I died, I would not give Youen to you."
"Mu Tianqi, you are such a fucking bastard. Not only did you fail to take good care of Youen, but you didn't plan to tell me even if she passed away. Okay, tell me now, how did Youen die? If you don't tell me, this is how you do it.
You let her die, why didn't you tell me in time? Why did you tell me now? Why do you say all this?"
Mu Tianqi didn't answer any of Dao Chen's questions and remained silent. Dao Chen closed his eyes in despair and suddenly opened them again.
He shook Mu Tianqi's shoulders, his voice was trembling, and his thin lips were bloodless: "No, no, you just lied to me. She must not be dead, Youen, where is she now, you tell me
I, I want to save her." Dao Chen looked at Mu Tianqi, his eyes filled with tears and heartbreak.
"Dao Chen, please don't be like this, please don't be like this. She is already dead. Can you cheer up? Tomorrow is her funeral. There is no way to save her. There was no way to save her when I went there." Mu Tianqi's voice
He was choked and hoarse. He didn't want to say these words. Every time he said them, it hurt deeply in his heart. He couldn't help but shed tears. He never shed tears easily, let alone in front of his brothers.
And this was the first time I shed tears.
It took Mu Tianqi almost a month to slowly accept this fact. But it still hurts a lot, and she still doesn't want to accept it, right? But is there any way to prevent this from happening?
"I...I know you are feeling very sad and cannot accept it. Why am I not sadder than you? I understand. I understand your current mood. But she is also the woman I love most. I am sadder than any of you.
We are all sad. But this is the fact, and we must accept it even if we don’t want to accept it.”