When he first got injured, he even felt that life had lost its meaning. From then on, being a person with only one leg, he wouldn't be able to do anything, living each day just to be a burden...
Although later the company commander helped secure a chance for him to take exams, he still felt he didn't deserve someone as pretty and kind as the girl. That's why he cruelly stopped responding to Tang Weiwei's letters and refused to see her when she came to visit from the provincial city.
It wasn't that he wasn't in pain or didn't feel sad; everything he did was for her sake.
He wanted her to find a perfect man; she deserved better, no, she deserved the best.
Finally, Yang Hua's hand slowly fell.
His hand landed on Tang Weiwei's shoulder; the touch of her bones beneath the thin clothing made his hand pause—once, when he first met her, her face was slightly round, her cheeks a bit chubby, complementing her large bright eyes, dazzlingly beautiful.
