Just as Leng Xiaomo lowered his head and placed it on his mother's hand, Gu Liang opened his eyes slightly. He looked at the girl in a white dress by the bed. Her eyes turned slightly red when she appeared.
the car accident was fake, but he really missed her.
Back then, when she first saw her, it was not for any other reason than that she felt that she was particularly similar to him. It was as if she had met a miniature version of him, but his past experience was full of holes and he had to lick the tip of a knife to live. When facing this little girl, he only wanted her to live a stable life.
It could be considered as his sustenance.
However, even now, she did not expect her to achieve anything big. She just wanted to live her life like an ordinary person.
gu liang looked at the little girl who was crying so hard that she couldn't stop tears from welling up in her eyes. but she didn't know what to do. she wanted to touch her, but didn't know how to say it.
