C12 Curse

Gu Nian seemed to be looking for death. She didn't grab Fu Siyu's hand and climb up. Instead, she was like a kite swaying in the wind.

Old Master Fu walked over quickly, his body covered in tears as he spoke, "Silly girl, give your hand to grandpa. Hurry."

With that, he stretched out his old, shriveled hand towards Gu Nian.

For a moment, Gu Nian wanted to hold her hopeful hands tightly