"Gu Ziyang, he…When he died, forget it, it was nothing."
Leng Xiaoduan stopped halfway.
Ye Qingwan could roughly guess what she wanted to say.
She wanted to ask if Gu Ziyang had mentioned her before he died.
Or show some kind of feelings for her.
Perhaps there was, but he didn't have the time to say it because the situation was urgent.
In addition, Ye Qingwan was only concerned about comforting her Zixi and did not put any extra energy on Gu Ziyang.
Moreover, Gu Shimo did not allow her to see Gu Ziyang's body, fearing that she would be frightened.
Therefore, she did not know what kind of expression Gu Ziyang had on his face at that time.
Gu Shimo had bought a bowl of congee with century egg and lean meat and a bowl of congee with shredded chicken. They were all heated up.
Firstly, he didn't know what Leng Xiaoduan liked to eat.
Secondly, he was afraid that Ye Qingwan would be hungry too, so he bought a bowl for each of them.
