Ji Chenzhou's voice was soft and hollow. Gu Jue did not know that Ji Chenzhou's mother had passed away.
However, he didn't say anything because he saw Chu Bai Qing slowly put down the coffee cup in his hand.
Chenzhou's mother has passed away ...
Chu baiqing whispered in Gu Jue's ear.
Gu Jue sneered in his heart. How could a bowl of noodles that he had casually made be so well-made? it was actually what Ji Chenzhou's mother would make for him on his birthday ...
In Gu Jue's heart, Ji Chenzhou's personality had always been one that deserved a beating.
However, she had never thought that there would be a time when he would make people's hearts ache so much.
"Hurry up and eat, it'll be flour paste soon!" Gu Jue hated to stir up emotions, especially when it involved his parents, especially when they were not even alive. He did not know what to say to comfort them.
