It's too painful. Chu baiqing, where are you?
When Feng Yan and Han Bing arrived at Gu Jue's house with the baby stroller, he was still sleeping.
Because Gu Jue and Chu baiqing's bedroom was on the second floor, Feng Yan carried one child and Han Bing carried the other, and they went up together.
Both of their movements were stiff. These two children were considered to be easy to deal with. They didn't cry or make a fuss, and occasionally smiled.
Gu Jue was wearing Chu baiqing's pajamas, which were obviously a size smaller. He lay sprawled on the bed.
Now, Gu Jue no longer drank and had changed to playing games. He would sleep when he was tired.
In short, she didn't want her mind to be empty, so she didn't have time to think about Chu Bai Qing.
His days passed like that, waiting for Chu Bai Qing's gift.
It was that diary. He had to read it several times a day, as if only by doing so could he breathe and live on.
