Disaster Star, this is the nickname Zhao Jueran gave himself.
Her mother was killed as soon as she was born, and she seemed to be cursed not to be noticed. Her birth was like a joke.
Zhao Jueran, who had heard enough of Zhao Wancai's abuse since childhood, only wished that he was not the one who killed him. If he had died early, Gu Ming would not have had something like that happen and almost lost his life.
"Don't call me daddy!" That was the first thing Zhao Wanchai said to Zhao Jueran because she had a quarrel with Gu Ming.
"If possible, I would rather you had not been born." This is the second sentence, and Zhao Jueran left the Zhao family.
She was indeed a disaster. It didn't matter if her family was gone, but she had no face to face Gu Ming again.
Zhao Jueran sat on the rooftop with blurred eyes, choking on tears and runny nose, but he still poured a sip of wine into his mouth.
In the haziness, she seemed to see six-year-old Gu Ming holding her face, his childish face full of seriousness, "Reach for the stars, my sister will reach for the stars for you when you grow up."
Gently wiping away the cold tears on Zhao Jueran's face, Gu Ming couldn't help but sigh.
"You can have the moon too."
Mission: No matter what you face, be strong and self-reliant