Gu Shiting was about to say something, but then he heard Mrs. Gu continue, "Don't you feel regret? She's a girl; you should be the one to send her home, not the other way around."
Gu Shiting: "..."
He faced the lights of the living room, turning his back to the darkness of the night, his whole body frozen.
He had always felt powerless over his illness, even accepting it with a sense of ease.
But his mother's words made him feel helpless for the first time.
After finishing, Mrs. Gu wanted to pat his shoulder but didn't quite dare to touch him: "You need to get better. It's not just your family that needs you; your friends need you too."
Gu Shiting nodded vigorously, his voice slightly hoarse: "I understand, Mom."
Song Chen took the elevated road, and with fewer cars at night, it took less than forty minutes to get Sheng Tang to her doorstep.
When Sheng Tang got home, her parents and grandmother were still awake, sitting in the living room watching TV.
