Gu Liancheng crouched there and stared carefully for a moment before realizing that she was not awake. She was crying in her sleep.
What did she dream that made her cry so uncontrollably?
"Mom…"
He leaned in and listened for a while before he could make out that she was calling out to her mother.
His gaze softened considerably.
Isn't her mother Madam Shang, Luo Qing?
She claimed not to care, that it wouldn't matter if she never went back to the Shang family, yet here she was, crying in her sleep.
Gu Liancheng's movements became gentler as he brushed her messy hair away from her face.
He felt her shivering, tears welling up uncontrollably. His hand gently touched her cheek.
Upon his touch, Eleven clung onto him, her hands gripping his fiercely like a lifeline. "Mom…"
"..."
