Yang Ruxin stood on the hillside, looking at the village hidden deep in the mountains, and sighed softly.
"You've given them a chance. Whether they choose life or death is their own choice now." Gu Qingheng held Yang Ruxin's hand.
"I know." Yang Ruxin nodded, "I'm lamenting Yang Ruyu; harming herself and others. I'm considering whether to tell Yang Rusong. I'm not afraid they'll hate me; I'm afraid he won't be able to handle the blow." Originally, the boy felt inferior and guilty about his family's behavior, but these years he's finally emerged from it. Thankfully, Yang Ruohuai has also corrected himself. If he knows his sister's fate, will he fall into despair again?
"Family is not something one can choose." Gu Qingheng smiled, "But even among family, everyone has their own path. No one can be responsible for another's whole life. You see him as too fragile."
"You mean..."
"I mean to tell him because I feel Yang Ruyu may not necessarily repent."
