Back for several days, everything seemed so natural, calm, and peaceful.
This allowed Gu Yi'an's previously tightly wound heart to relax again.
But the good times did not last long.
This noon, Gu Yi'an was cooking when the phone suddenly rang.
She turned off the stove while answering the call, not having time to see who was calling!
"Hello, who is this?" Gu Yi'an turned off the gas stove and the range hood, answered the phone while using a spatula to scoop the vegetables into a plate.
"Yi'an."
A highly recognizable voice.
This unique voice was something Gu Yi'an would never forget for a lifetime!
"Clang!"
The spatula she originally held in her hand fell straight down, hitting the ground with a clang.
Because she was cooking on this side while Jing Si and Tan Zheng were playing on the other side, plus the kitchen was enclosed to isolate the smoke, no one saw Gu Yi'an lose her composure, and no one heard this discordant sound.
