C171 Then You Mean I Have a Problem with My Body?

The next day, at ten o'clock in the morning, the sun had risen. The light shone through the door and into the mourning hall, reflecting on Gu Yifan's back.

He knelt here for the entire night, staring at the portrait of his parents. His face was so pale that no blood could be seen. He looked as if he was sick. He looked so haggard that it made one's heart ache.

At this moment