Gu Zhigang stretched out his dirty, bloodstained hands, tightly grasping Gu Chen's, his eyes seemed to hold a thousand words, his lips quivered for a long time, but he couldn't utter a single word.
He was the eldest in the family, yet he never felt that he, as a brother, should take good care of his younger sibling.
On the contrary, he always felt that, since he was the eldest, the others should listen to him.
Gu Chen was smart and had many ideas as a child, always reluctant to listen to his older brother's words.
This made Gu Zhigang very uncomfortable, and he would find reasons to pick on Gu Chen from time to time.
However, he never expected that it would be this brother, with whom he had a poor relationship, who would risk his life to save him.
The past events surged into his heart, and trembling tears streamed out from his eyes in large drops.
Seeing this, Gu Chen felt extremely pained.
He felt an even deeper hatred for that surnamed Huang, grinding his teeth with spite.