Concatenate Psychiatric Hospital
Before the woman could finish her words, Gu Lan interrupted with a smile, "Duan Yimeng is my little brother. His affairs are my affairs. How can it not concern me when I'm here?"
"I'm here because it concerns me."
Duan Yimeng's eyes widened slowly. He raised his head and stared at Gu Lan, his fingertips trembling slightly.
So... so much like Gu Lan...
Although he knew that the dead couldn't come back to life, a person's resilience could often exceed their own imagination.
Duan Yimeng's stepmother sneered, "Little brother? Hey, this weirdo, do you still consider him your little brother? What's a little brother? His own mother didn't even want him..."
Gu Lan softly interrupted the woman, "If you don't want him, then don't. You all think that Duan Yimeng can't live without you, so you have to force him to death, is that it?"
"I'm here precisely because it concerns me."