Jing Zhichen seemed to be mourning as he replied, "No, nobody has seen Gungun. Qingcang, what if something happened to her? I don't think I would ever be able to forgive myself if something bad did happen to Gungun."
Li Qingcang curled his lips. He retorted, "Why are you only saying this just now? What have you been thinking about before this?"
Jing Zhichen did not know that Li QIngcang had placed his phone in speaker mode.
He sounded even more sorrowful as he said, "Who is Gungun, anyway? She suddenly appeared in my life, then she left like she wanted. Has she ever thought about how worried I am?"
Ever since Gungun left, Jing Zhichen felt as though his whole life was just about Gungun. When he saw any delicious food or a fun place to go, the first person he would think of was Gungun. His life had revolved around her existence.
Now, whenever he said her name, he realized that it was wishful thinking on his part.
