Bao Gucheng stared at the screen, long having cast aside his resentment and feeling of neglect towards Bai He.
At this moment, the small woman on the other side of the screen was his entire world.
"Xiao Chenger, don't frown."
After the emoji, another message came through.
Bao Gucheng instinctively wiped his forehead, smoothing the faint crease, yet he had a heavy heart with nowhere to place his burdens—
The little woman was amazing, but perhaps she didn't understand: each day he couldn't find the remains of his brothers was a day he couldn't truly open his heart, and no matter how sweet the moment, his brow would involuntarily furrow.
However, in the next second.
Zuzi's message floated in once again.
"Xiao Cheng, if you want something done right, do it yourself. Sometimes the most unlikely place is the answer."
Bao Gucheng was completely stunned.
The little woman didn't misunderstand him at all; she understood him to the core.
