Yun Jue looked up at him, eyes blurred with tears, looking as aggrieved as a child. "Why? Uncle, why is our family so unlucky? Why did my big uncle and second uncle die? Why did Sister Qiao Yi die? And why did my parents die? Aren't we all good people? Why do we deserve this punishment?"
"Life is unpredictable..." Gu Junzhu rubbed the back of his head and sighed silently: "When you grow up, you'll understand that there are many people in this world who are less fortunate than us..."
Yun Jue sniffled and said, "I've already grown up."
Gu Junzhu smiled and pinched the back of his neck, "Since you've grown up, stop crying and go wash your face."
Yun Jue's face turned red, and he got up to go to the washroom.
Ye Xingbei watched Yun Jue's disappearing figure into the washroom and said reflectively, "I think you are much gentler with Yun Jue than with Xiao Qiao."
