บท 778: Grief

"Everything is just…too much," Jin Liwei said as his entire body became more taut. He resembled an agitated beast while continuing to stalk inside their bedroom.

Iris could only watch him, knowing that he was grieving for the loss of his sworn brother, the real Lu Zihao, who died in a ski accident far away in a foreign country.

He stopped all of a sudden and faced her. "The one inside my fifth brother…he's really your brother?"

She nodded.

"Are you glad that your brother is alive inside my fifth brother?"

Her eyes filled with tears but she couldn't lie to him about this, so she nodded.

The trembling of his body intensified and his jaw hardened. Contrary to her expectations, however, he also nodded and said in a harsh voice, "Good!"

"G-good?" she asked in confusion.

"Your brother…he has Fifth Brother's memories? Just like how you also have Long Xiulan's memories?"

She nodded.