"Jin, my girl," the old lady called out to Gu Jin.
"Here I am."
Gu Jin had soft eyes and looked obedient.
An Feng patted her hand, "Jin, my girl, Mingji is three years younger than you, and he's closest to you. If I'm really gone one day, you must look after him for me. This child has had a hard life, and he's even harder inside."
"I know, with me, little An will not suffer any grievance. Anything he wants, I'll make sure it reaches him, you can rest at ease."
Facing the elderly woman, Gu Jin appeared calm, but in fact, there was a pleading glow in her eyes as she instinctively offered reassurance.
"Good, good, good child!"
An Feng satisfactorily patted her hand, then took her right hand and held her index finger up to her eyes.
Gazing at the Jade Ring on Gu Jin's finger, her eyes were filled with deep longing.
Gu Jin's heart unconsciously trembled at this action.
The significance of this Jade Ring was something she understood fully, in both this life and the past.
