The Soul Would Die

"The mistake should not continue." Gu Jiajie said to himself.

The hospital became quiet. After Ma Houde left, he himself sat at the deserted corridor for a long time.

When he returned to the ward, he found that his grandma had fallen asleep.

All of his childhood memory about her was blurred…

Gu Jiajie sighed and put his grandma's hand in the quilt, wondering if she was having a good dream.

Then he shook his head… Suddenly, he decided to tidy up his brother's reminding items. Actually, there weren't much, just some simple bags.

It was just that he wasn't willing to look at them.

Perhaps it was because he had came clean tonight…

But actually he didn't know how to handle these things himself…

In the luggage of his brother in the cabinet of the sickroom, there were just some clothes and daily necessities.

"It smells, how long has it not been washed?" Gu Jiajie shook his head and poured everything out.

Then he found a folded square paper--- a letter.