Everyone actually thought that she was long dead, and he himself had lost all hope. Thus, he had stopped searching, even preparing an empty grave for her at the Western Hills Cemetery, with the inscription "Wife of Gu Shaocheng — Little Snotty".
Fate is indeed a wonderful thing, he was simply bored, hearing from Baihao that shaking on WeChat was quite fun, so, on that day, seemingly by chance, he ended up shaking onto her profile.
Perhaps this is the destiny that can't be severed!
Otherwise, how could he explain, out of all the souls in this world, that he was able to shake onto her, whom he thought had long departed this world?
Gu Shaocheng's gaze followed the figure that was getting smaller and smaller, his expression, slightly pale, eventually settled.
He took one last look at the tombstone, his hands hanging by his sides, and bowed deeply.
"Uncle Zhou, rest assured, I will take good care of her, I will surely make her call you father."
