Gu Zhixing slowly stood up from the wall, his back bent from years of hunching over, unable to straighten.
After a long pause, he said in a hoarse voice, "Granddad, it's all my fault. I have no other request, just want to say sorry to you. It was all my fault back then. I shouldn't have..."
"Enough, let's not bring up the past!" Gu Qingfeng interrupted Gu Zhixing with a wave of his hand. He was not a forgiving person, and the mention of past events still filled his heart with anger. To avoid an emotional outburst, he didn't allow Gu Zhixing to continue.
Gu Zhixing's expression turned bleak again. He moved his lips but swallowed the words he wanted to say.
Then he lowered his head.
At this moment, Gu Qiaoqiao felt a tug at her heart, helpless. Perhaps due to genetics, like how she resembled Great Grandma, while Second Uncle's son looked like her Grandpa.
It was truly a complex matter of emotions.
