He Zhichu's heart tightened, and his breathing stopped.
He gripped the tissue gu nianzhi had used to wipe away her tears. He raised his arm and froze, like a statue. There was no expression on his face, and his eyes were as calm as the water from an ancient well.
Gu Nianzhi waited for a while. Seeing that he zhichu was still silent, she started to feel awkward. could he zhichu think the same way?
It was no wonder.
If it was her parents, who were very loving in her eyes, suddenly having a child with an outsider, even though she knew it was not the child's fault, she would still feel very uncomfortable.
She was forcing him to do this by asking he zhichu this question.
