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Fu Yu 'an's chest heaved up and down slightly. He said with difficulty," But I'm sick. I can't control my emotions. I can't be what you want me to be. I don't even have the courage to live.""

"Uncle Yu 'an, that's because you were the only one fighting against mental illness in the past, but now we all know. We will all be with you."

At this moment, Cen Juan spoke up," Fourth Brother, look at how my girlfriend is about to cry because of you. Can you bear to let her be sad for you?"

Fu Sixing said," Ling, we've neglected you in the past. We didn't know that you've been through so much pain. I hope you can give us a chance to make it up to you.""

"At most, I won't fight with you anymore."Fu Nanyan said with reddened eyes," Ling, I won't fight with you anymore. I'll treat you very, very well. Don't let me live in guilt for the rest of my life, okay?""