C451 The Summer Flower Was Still There

Yuchan turned away, her slender frame trembling uncontrollably. She covered her mouth, trying to stifle any sound, but a whimper, like that of a wounded animal, escaped her. It was a sound of desolation and despair.

“Yuchan...” Zimo, feeling a pang of anxiety, stepped forward, trying to grasp her arm, but she pulled away.

“I know, I know that in your eyes, I've always been a burden