This scene was so ironic that it made him feel amused. He laughed inappropriately, as if laughing at others, yet seemingly mocking himself. He didn't want to open his eyes, didn't want to see himself in the rearview mirror, fearing the urge to tear this hypocritical face to pieces.
"Sounds terrible." You Ruirui said softly.
"Actually, he used to be a very good and reliable person, though not eloquent, his character was gentle, and he handled things with principles. Every time after work, he would bring us something delicious," Gu Qiye said, "Mom's death changed him."
"I originally wanted to ask you, what's it like to have family who care about you?" You Ruirui said, "But your family situation doesn't seem ideal, maybe I should avoid these topics."
She paused, lowered her ice-blue eyes, "Sorry, I'm not very good at communicating with others."
