Having this thought, Gu Liancheng scrunched his brows once again.
Why, after four years of his care, was she still as skinny as ever?
He hadn't noticed how lightweight she was until he held her now...
"What have you been eating, why do you weigh nothing at all?"
"I... didn't eat..." His question was about all this time, but Eleven's answer was about today, "I have a stomach ache..."
"Did you take medicine?"
"Yes, but it still hurts." Eleven looked at him with a steady gaze.
She was curling up in Gu Liancheng's arms, feeling warm and secure.
The first second she opened her eyes, she saw Gu Liancheng and her mood eased. Are good-looking people inherently healing? Because visually, he was a treat and so her mood was lifted accordingly?
Gu Liancheng didn't ask any more questions. He carried her upstairs, gently put her on the bed, and tucked her in.
