As a mother, I have been neglectful.
The cuter and smarter the little girl is, with her big eyes that seem to speak, the greater the guilt in Jian Ran's heart.
With each passing day... it only grows.
Gu Mochen: "..."
I can't even forgive myself, how can I forgive you.
Jian Ran's words, like a sharp blade, deeply pierced Gu Mochen's heart, slashing it open and leaving it bleeding profusely.
Gu Mochen's heart ached as he looked at the woman in front of him... trying to soothe her, but finding himself utterly unable to speak.
Apart from a stiff and feeble apology... there was nothing else.
Back then... we were all victims.
"Ranran..."
Upon hearing the man utter "Ranran," Jian Ran forced a smile, struggled out of the man's embrace, and spoke in a hoarse voice.
"Gu Mochen, let's calm down for a bit... Give me some time, give me some space... I miss my daughter, I want to go find her..."
