At that time, she was shocked.
She had known Gong Heng since childhood and was intimately familiar with his life. No one could enter his world. He was modest and courteous to everyone, but in reality, he felt particularly insecure and trusted no one.
No one could penetrate his heart.
Even less could anyone receive his protection.
But Mu Mian did.
After school, they used to often visit the library together. But ever since Mu Mian had arrived, he stopped going. Instead, he would go home to keep her company, buy her gifts, and seriously teach her arithmetic problems he could solve with his eyes closed, laboriously instructing her on how to construct sentences, and the simple English vocabulary and counting not exceeding a hundred...
He rarely had the patience for anything, yet he was teaching an eight-year-old girl, taking care of everything from her life to her studies, what to eat in the morning, at noon, and at night – he meticulously looked after it all.
