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.
They documented his past with Yaoyao.
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."
