Xia Yangyang felt a profound sense of self-blame. Xia Yangyang blamed herself to the point of self-deception, believing that if Gu Qichen hadn’t said those words in the end. Lu Haotian might have been at ease, maybe Lu Haotian wouldn’t have died, perhaps he could have held on. But ultimately, Xia Yangyang knew in her heart that this was self-deception. Actually, she believed she caused Lu Haotian’s death. Deep down, Xia Yangyang thought this way. Everything started because of her. Get full chapters from ⓝovelFire.net It was all the karma she sowed in her youth. Moreover, if Lu Haotian hadn’t tried to rescue her from Gong Xue’er. He wouldn’t have died. Xia Yangyang felt such pain that she couldn’t breathe. So, she took an invisible knife and left a few wounds on Gu Qichen’s heart. Xia Yangyang felt that she was vicious, knowing in her heart how innocent Gu Qichen was. Yet Gu Qichen held Xia Yangyang tightly. Gu Qichen’s brow deeply furrowed. His expression was also incredibly complex and indescribable. Gu Qichen said, "It’s all my fault, Yangyang, it’s all my fault, I’m sorry, I’m really sorry." No matter how many times he said sorry, Lu Haotian wouldn’t come back to life. Xia Yangyang cried until she fainted. She wasn’t sure how many times she had fainted in the past few days. Lu Haotian had already been buried. Everything had been arranged by Gu Qichen alone. Gu Qichen knew that Xia Yangyang wouldn’t be able to accept this reality for a long time. But the tragedy had already occurred. In the end, there was no room for reprieve. It was okay if Xia Yangyang hated him, at least she would have an outlet to vent. Gu Qichen was just afraid that Xia Yangyang would finally place all the blame on herself. Ultimately, she might imprison herself in her own mind, making it difficult to move on, and this was Gu Qichen’s real concern. Xia Yangyang slept in a daze for a week. Constantly running a low fever. Xia Ye frequently came to see Xia Yangyang. Talked to Xia Yangyang. Actually, Xia Yangyang heard it clearly, she just didn’t have the strength to respond. Xia Yangyang realized, little Xingxing seemed to have never come. Where is little Xingxing? Xia Yangyang awoke from a nightmare. She finally remembered little Xingxing. Xia Yangyang forced herself to get up. While putting on her slippers. Gu Qichen happened to push the door open and enter. Gu Qichen walked in, seeing Xia Yangyang getting out of bed for the first time. Gu Qichen hurried over to help Xia Yangyang put on her shoes. Gu Qichen asked, "Where are you going?" Xia Yangyang grabbed Gu Qichen’s arm. Xia Yangyang looked somewhat panicked: "Where is little Xingxing? Why haven’t I seen her these past few days?" Gu Qichen’s expression changed slightly. Yet it seemed even heavier. Xia Yangyang felt an ominous sense in her heart. Xia Yangyang urged, "Something happened to little Xingxing, right? What happened to her? Tell me quickly." Gu Qichen said, "Little Xingxing is ill." Little Xingxing is ill? "What illness? Where is she now? I want to see her." Gu Qichen said, "She is hospitalized, has persistent high fever, but it is not the symptoms of an ordinary cold." Xia Yangyang just felt uncomfortable in her heart. Xia Yangyang got up: "I want to go to the hospital, I want to see her." Then Xia Yangyang learned that little Xingxing had had a high fever for a week. But the doctors couldn’t diagnose it; it wasn’t an ordinary pediatric illness. It was a kind of neurogenic fever. Even all the doctors found it curious, finally attributing it to emotional fever. Perhaps because Lu Haotian and Gong Xue’er’s deaths had been such a big blow to her.