Gu Xingruo listened to Gu Xiyue's emotionless and even dismissive Fourth Brother, and silently pursed his lips.
The little girl still calls him nicely.
Although sometimes extremely dismissive, at least she pretends to be polite, looking very obedient.
Thinking of this, Gu Xingruo's eyes slightly moved, shifting his gaze to Gu Zhiqi.
Gu Zhiqi was typing away, her lazy brows carrying a hint of seriousness. He wondered what she was typing.
Gu Xingruo stared at her fair and slender fingers for a few seconds, the more he looked, the deeper his gaze became.
Her typing speed...
"Gu Zhiqi," Gu Xingruo leaned on his seat, calling out to Gu Zhiqi.
Upon hearing her name, Gu Zhiqi instinctively looked up at Gu Xingruo.
At that moment, Gu Xingruo met those deep, enigmatic eyes.
A sense of familiarity spread through his heart.
As if...
The pre-amnesia little girl had returned.
Gu Xingruo stared at those eyes, lost in thought.
