"And I," he began, "have always grown up in his shadow.
No matter what I did, others compared me to him.
Moreover, the reason others revere me is because of him; whenever they look at me, they're reminded of him.
I hate this feeling, I really do!
Because of his existence, I have ceased to be myself and have become nothing more than an accessory to him!"
Feng Yueya stared steadily into his hate-filled eyes and asked,
"So, you blame everything on Yuan, and that is why you hate him?"
The hatred in Yun Shangshu's eyes instantly faded, replaced by a faint smile.
"Perhaps that's the case."
Feng Yueya lowered her gaze in thought, then sighed,
"I understand now why you don't hate others, and instead choose to hate him."
Amid his shocked gaze, she continued,
"It's because he is your only elder brother. Relying on his tolerance and doting affection for you,
knowing he wouldn't hate you or abandon you, that is why you allow yourself to hate him with such impunity, isn't it?"
