Speaking of the past, Yang Liu still felt terrible.
The past that she thought would never be mentioned again surged into her mind the moment she saw Yang Wenli.
Yang Liu's eyes were slightly red. She slowly exhaled and looked at Gu Yundong in front of her. "Later, when I woke up again, I met your father. I was washed downstream and your father happened to see me. He ran into the river and pulled me out. I was sent to the medical center for treatment, and I survived."
After waking up, she was stunned for a long time.
So what if she was saved? She was already alone and homeless. Her future was long, but she had no hope at all.
At that time, Yang Liu opened her eyes and didn't say a word. For two days, Gu Dajiang took care of her.
It was only later that she understood that since God had allowed her to live, she shouldn't despise her life anymore. So what if she didn't have a family? She could still… love herself.
She thought for a long time and decided to look for her sisters.
