Northern Myanmar, Dangyang, Chun Chao Hotel.
The decrepit door creaked open, revealing the room before Gu Sheng.
The entire room was less than 40 square meters. The bedroom contained only a bed and a table, and farther inside was a three-square-meter bathroom without even a door.
A strange smell filled the room: cheap perfume, hawthorn blossoms, and shit mixed together.
Could anyone even live in an environment like this?
The answer was yes.
There was someone lying on the bed. She was clearly a woman, her hair disheveled. She wore only a white shirt with the buttons undone. Her lower body was completely bare as she lay there staring blankly at the ceiling.
She did not react when someone entered, merely spreading her legs on instinct.
The newcomer stepped closer and called softly, "Xiao Yan?"
"Ah?" The girl answered, then suddenly realized what was happening and jerked her head up.
"Brother?"
"Xiao Yan, it's me!" The newcomer hurriedly helped her up, taking off his own clothes to drape them over her.
The girl would not take them. She threw herself into his arms, tears pouring out in an instant. "Brother, Brother, ah!!!"
She had so much she wanted to say, but though her mouth opened, no words came out.
Gu Sheng gently patted his sister's shoulder, his heart wrenching with pain. This was his beloved little sister.
After their parents died, the two had depended on each other. Gu Sheng had always treated his sister wonderfully, afraid she would fall if he held her in his hands and afraid she would melt if he held her in his mouth. He could not bear to hit or scold her, could not even bear to say a harsh word to her—yet these people had actually violated her like this!
"It's okay now,