When Chu Ge fired off this barrage of questions, Chu Shiyao finally turned around. On her doll-like face, which always seemed so cheerful and carefree, her brows were now knitted together.
"Yaoyao, I don't want to say that I'm doing this for your own good or anything like that. I just want to present a fact that's happening to you. As you said, some things are only guesses without evidence, but... if some things really happen, then any words will be too late! Could it be that you..."
"Enough!"
Chu Shiyao finally broke her silence, but her opening words were sharp.
Chu Ge's expression froze. His opened lips slowly closed again, and a bitter smile full of self-mockery and helplessness appeared on his face.
"Brother Chu... I..." In the nearly frozen air, Chu Shiyao let out a sigh, her eyelids drooping. That sigh ultimately turned into three words, "I'm sorry."
"Forget it, there's nothing worth apologizing for."
