"His father and mother both died because of me."
Yang Yan said lightly.
This sentence was directed at Zhou Hanyun, who had just sat beside him and poured him a cup of tea.
Zhou Hanyun didn't speak, she just sat there quietly, listening to Yang Yan's confession.
"It was a tragic accident. Now, whenever I close my eyes, the resolute expressions of both of them appear in my mind."
"Forget it, let's not talk about those things. Overall, Heaven hasn't been too harsh on me. At least it allowed me to meet her, giving me a chance to make amends."
"However, looking at her, it's as if she's mysteriously gained a few extra years. But that will have to be investigated slowly later."
Zhou Hanyun looked at Yang Yan quietly, knowing that this man had thousands of words he wished to say to someone, but he couldn't find the words.
But at least one thing is certain, this little girl named Dawn is very important to him.
