"I just told you not to talk, but I didn't say you couldn't talk now!" Tang Yuran pouted at him and said, "Anyway, did you understand everything I just told you?"
"Hmm..." Gu Yu nodded helplessly with a resigned expression on his face.
"So," Tang Yuran suddenly looked at Gu Yu very seriously, pausing after each word, "you must live well, understand?"
"I..." Gu Yu's pale lips moved, but he remained silent for a moment.
Tang Yuran stared at him for a while before suddenly reaching into her pocket to pull something out and handed it to him.
"What's this?" Gu Yu asked, looking puzzled at the rectangular object lying in Tang Yuran's palm.
