Gu Xijue and Qin Yue talked a lot, and shared memories added a spring to Gu Xijue's usually heavy voice.
"It turns out my old classmate also understands nostalgia."
Seeing Gu Xijue, so different from the past yet essentially the same, Qin Yue lamented the unpredictable nature of life.
If the Gu family hadn't been investigated, she might never have seen Gu Xijue.
"I'm not good with words, I've always been this way."
Gu Xijue wasn't without memories of the past, but he had poured all his energy into Gu Xiaonuan.
One Gu Xiaonuan had already consumed all of Gu Xijue's attention; no other woman could claim a place in his heart.
"I can help you. But how are you going to thank me?"
Qin Yue casually snuffed out the cigarette in her hand and started discussing serious matters with Gu Xijue.
The catching up between old classmates had come to a complete end, and now it was time for the real issue at hand.
