Looking at Gao Xing, it seems he doesn't really pursue material things, so Zhou Wang truly doesn't know what to give him... Since he understands how to self-guide, Zhou Wang can rest assured.
When Zhou Wang came to his senses, Gao Xing was already sitting on the sofa at the back, with his arms folded and eyes closed.
Soon, he began to snore lightly.
Zhou Wang didn't make a sound to disturb him. He could probably guess that Gao Xing must be very tired.
That backpack full of money, which he carried from the south to the north, wasn't spent at all, meaning he hasn't had a good sleep in a long time.
Falling asleep sitting here undoubtedly also shows his trust in Zhou Wang, which Zhou Wang finds quite comforting.
At this moment, a series of system prompts rang in Zhou Wang's mind, seeming to convey a lot of information. Zhou Wang, no longer paying attention to Gao Xing, sat by the bed and gently held Linlin's small hand in her sleep, then began to check the messages.
...
Ding!
