Eighteen years ago, the Ling family's parents died in a car accident. Ling Yanci lost his memory, and Ling Yanxun lost his life.
She thought her brother hated her--forcing her to break up with her true love, forcing her to marry a man she didn't love, and treating her like a pawn in the chess game of wealthy marriages. He watched her tears with cold eyes and never explained.
Until that rainy night, the truth came flooding in.
——He doesn't hate her. He didn't dare to love her.
Eighteen years of forbearance and protection, eighteen years of darkness. He carried a heavy crime for her, made a deal with the devil for her, and lived like a cold wall for her. And behind the wall, he carried the blood and tears alone for eighteen years.
He thought that as long as she didn't remember, she would be safe. He thought that as long as he was cold enough, she would stay away. He thought that as long as he did things for that person, she would live.
But he was wrong.
When he pushed her to another man with his own hands, he finally understood - some mountains cannot be climbed; some people cannot cross.
And he was already trapped in the mountain called "Old Friend".
——That mountain is called Ling Yanci.
