But these were indeed drawn by her, some pages even had her artistic signature.
Gu Yao’s mind was a mess, ceaselessly flipping through the two albums.
"Of course they were drawn by you, you just don’t remember," Gu Sheng said, his words tinged with a hint of hurt and grievance.
These were treasures he had hidden for a very long time, treasures he considered more precious than his own life.
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He never thought he’d have the opportunity to show them to her again, yet she ended up seeing them.
’My beloved second brother.’
’The best second brother in the world.’
Gu Yao’s hand paused as she turned the pages of the album, looking at the two lines of familiar handwriting beside one of the portraits.
Were she and her second brother really this close before?
But why had her second brother always been so harsh on her?
"You were sick, and when you woke up, you remembered everyone, but you had completely forgotten me, and that made me very angry."
This was the explanation Gu Sheng gave for his cold violence and irrational behavior towards Gu Yao over the past three years.
A whimsical, succinct explanation.
"Then why didn’t you show these to me earlier? Why didn’t you say anything?" Gu Yao didn’t understand.
She had fallen ill, lost her memory of him—it wasn’t something she wanted or could control.
If they had been so close before, why didn’t he show these to her earlier? Instead, he did things that made her more and more fearful, more and more distant from him?
And why didn’t their parents and older brother say anything?
It wasn’t something bad, so why didn’t anyone speak up?
"Our relationship was really good before, I thought... I thought you would remember me without any reminders, but you didn’t, you completely forgot about me," he said.
Though a lie to deceive Gu Yao, it was also a genuine accusation from his heart.
He knew she wouldn’t be able to remember him, yet he still wanted her to.
Gu Sheng’s words, his gaze, on the contrary, made Gu Yao feel as if she were the one who had wronged him.
"No, you’re lying to me."
She was afraid of him from the moment she opened her eyes and saw Gu Sheng—it was a fear that had surfaced from the bottom of her heart.
If their relationship had really been that good before, why would she be afraid of him?
She remembered everything clearly, so why did she just happen to forget him?
If their relationship had really been that good before, how could he bring himself to treat her so harshly?
Initially, he might have been upset because she couldn’t remember him, but he had been upset for three years—this was beyond just feeling angry.
She couldn’t comprehend this abnormal behavior from a person.
She believed that if it were anyone else, when faced with such a situation with his most beloved sister, sympathy would outweigh anger.
And he wouldn’t act .
"If you don’t believe it, you can call our older brother, ask our parents."
This remark from Gu Sheng left Gu Yao unsure of what to do next.
She lowered her head and looked again at the album in her hands.
Her heart was in turmoil.
Seeing the confused and helpless Gu Yao, Gu Sheng reached out to take the albums and drawings from her hands.
"I have been too childish and whimsical these past three years. I won’t be like that anymore. Whether or not you remember me doesn’t matter now, I will properly accompany you through college and I absolutely won’t lose my temper or raise my voice at you again," he said.
Gu Sheng put the albums and several dozen drawings back in the drawer.
Gu Yao watched the drawer, standing silently in place, her expression torn, lost in thought.
"I’ll go to the kitchen to make something for you. You go change and come out for breakfast," Gu Sheng said, and then he left the room toward the kitchen.