"Was that why he refused to go home all these years?"
Thinking of Kang Shi spending every holiday alone, Gu Chi couldn't help sighing. It was as if he had come to know another side of Kang Shi. He hadn't expected Kang Jishou, who usually dug his lord into the ground without batting an eye and seemed utterly heartless, to have such an unspeakable, painful past.
He finally understood what Kang Shi had meant just now.
Kang Shi believed that he had caused his father and brothers to die when he was young, and now he was going to cause Yu Zi's death as well. The shadow this cast over him was impossible to measure. For all these years, it had been his lord who suffered one setback after another; the people around him had occasionally run into bad luck, but no one had lost their life. Perhaps Kang Shi had thought he could live like a normal person. Now, reality had dealt him a fatal blow.
It seemed he really was a plague god reborn.
This time it was Yu Zi. Who would it be next?
Anyone he grew close to would meet with misfortune.
Kang Nian said, "That's what Ji Shou thinks."
He had thought the same thing back then.
The physician said that, judging by appearances, his second younger brother's stab wound had missed its mark. If the bleeding had been stopped in time, he could have been saved. But when he heard that their father had breathed his last, his wound split open. They tried to save him several times, but he still died. Kang Nian couldn't even remember how he had gotten through those days. Now, all he remembered was the chaos all around him—the weeping, the wailing, the whole family thrown into utter disarray...