Time had come to a standstill.
Gu Xinzhou's expression was even more shocked than Xiaoliang's!
She stared blankly at the other person until they asked anxiously again, "What, girl, what's wrong?"
Gu Xinzhou's forehead was covered in sweat, thinking that everyone called her Xiaoliang, so she asked, "You... you..."
It truly was frightening when someone who had been dead for more than a decade suddenly appeared before your eyes!
Xiaoliang: "What's wrong?"
Gu Xinzhou's tears rolled down: "I want to ask, are you Liang Xiaoqi?"
Xiaoliang turned pale: "You are..."
Gu Xinzhou wiped her tears.
It wasn't that she was overly suspicious, but on this complicated Deserted Island, she had also wasted one of her legs, making it very difficult to discern many things.
So she clutched Xiaoliang's hand, looking earnestly at her: "I'm going to ask you three questions! You must answer me honestly!"
Xiaoliang: "You... ask."
Gu Xinzhou: "When is Song Zhen's birthday?"
