Xia Yangyang woke up from the nightmare. Her back was already soaked. Gu Qichen opened the door and came in. He happened to see that Xia Yangyang was already sitting up. Gu Qichen walked over and said, "You’re awake. Did you have a nightmare again?" Xia Yangyang only felt her head was dizzy. Xia Yangyang suddenly asked, "Where is Lu Haotian?" Gu Qichen’s expression was silent, and after two seconds, he said, "You’ve forgotten again, he was buried three days ago." It wasn’t a dream after all. Everything swept in like a flood. Xia Yangyang suddenly remembered. Lu Haotian was already dead. She watched as Lu Haotian stopped breathing, his heart stopped, and his body cooled. Yet she was utterly helpless. How could this have happened? Xia Yangyang always felt this was just a dream. When she wakes up, she’s still in the summer of eighteen. The scorching sun blazes over the playground. Lu Haotian is still that sunny boy on the basketball court. Xia Yangyang’s tears once again fell uncontrollably. Gu Qichen held Xia Yangyang’s hand, in silence. His heart was filled with extreme guilt. Gu Qichen’s voice was low: "I’m sorry, I promised you I wouldn’t let anything happen to him, but I didn’t keep that promise." Xia Yangyang transferred all her sadness and blamed Gu Qichen. Xia Yangyang punched Gu Qichen’s chest forcefully: "Gu Qichen, it’s all your fault. Why did you take him to save me, why did you send him to the island, why take the risk!" Xia Yangyang actually didn’t have much strength. Her fists on Gu Qichen’s body didn’t have much power at all. But to Gu Qichen, every word from Xia Yangyang felt like a blunt knife cutting into his heart. Many times, he just wanted to protect Xia Yangyang. This update is available on novel-fire.net Many times, Gu Qichen thought he was strong enough. But after going through so much. Gu Qichen realized there were too many things he was powerless against. Sometimes when things happened, he could only watch helplessly. He wasn’t as he imagined himself to be. The words he once said to Xia Yangyang, those promises he made, he didn’t fulfill them. Gu Qichen understood even more what Lu Haotian meant to Xia Yangyang. Not to mention that Xia Yangyang’s memory only remained at eighteen years old. In Xia Yangyang’s memory, Lu Haotian was her only relative. Even if Xia Yangyang regained her memory. Lu Haotian held an irreplaceable place in Xia Yangyang’s heart. So every word Xia Yangyang said, every accusation, felt like a knife. Xia Yangyang felt a sense of powerlessness. But her hands kept pounding on Gu Qichen’s chest: "...why did you say those things in the end, why did you make him at ease, perhaps he could hold on, as long as he couldn’t let go, perhaps he could have survived, why did you say that, I hate you, Gu Qichen, I hate you, it was you who killed Ah Hao..." Xia Yangyang was overwhelmed with sorrow. In fact, she knew in her heart how excessive her words were. She knew how much Gu Qichen had sacrificed for her. He risked his life and everything to save her. And because of her reluctance to let go of Lu Haotian, he turned back to save Lu Haotian too. He always put his life aside. Xia Yangyang knew how unconscionable it was to accuse him . Xia Yangyang also understood in her heart that Lu Haotian’s death had nothing to do with Gu Qichen. Xia Yangyang was in so much pain.