But in reality, his heart was still imprisoned in those dark years.
Because of this, he rejected women and ended up in his current situation.
"You're right," Shangguan Jiujiu sniffed, "My parents were very happy after my brother returned to normal, but it wasn't long before we realized that his mental health was not good."
"To understand his condition, my father secretly installed cameras in his room," she continued.
"What did you find?" Si Nuanqian felt a subconscious tension.
"Through the cameras, we found out that my brother hardly slept normally, he had nightmares every night, was stiff all over, drenched in sweat, yet he remained silent," Shangguan Jiujiu said, lifting her head.
The bright sun was already slanting in the sky, illuminating the snow and glaring brightly.
"What happened then?" Si Nuanqian asked, biting her lip, her eyes brimming with tears.
