Finally getting ho, Mu Yiliang helped Gu Qingqian onto the sofa, and finally breathed a sigh of relief.
Gu Qingqian had been very compliant on the road, doing whatever he was told, and now he sat obediently on the sofa, a blank expression on his face.
Seeing his appearance, Mu Yiliang couldn’t help but feel sympathy.
"It’s okay now." She patted his shoulder reassuringly, "Just sit for a while, I’ll go make dinner."
Mu Yiliang first went to Xiaoze’s room, only to find that her son wasn’t there.
She was startled, and then turned back to see a note he left on the door, her heart suddenly blocked.
It was obvious that Yan Sijue had taken him away again.
The man was, after all, Xiaoze’s father. It was understandable for him to do so, but... she had forced herself not to think about him, and yet he reminded her of his presence in this way.
Mu Yiliang had no idea what to do with her relationship with Yan Sijue, so she could only bury her head in the sand and avoid thinking about it.
Now her task was to comfort Gu Qingqian, who had suffered so much... Thinking of this, she poured a cup of hot water and went out, placing it in front of Gu Qingqian.
"Have so hot water. Are you hungry? What do you want to eat?" Mu Yiliang asked softly.
He looked up, staring at her intently.
Only then did Mu Yiliang notice his dirty face, not knowing how he had been living these past few days.
She sighed, "Wait a mont."
Then she went to the bathroom, took a clean towel, soaked it in hot water, and brought it back to him, handing it over, "Here, wipe your face."
Gu Qingqian didn’t move.
Mu Yiliang sighed, resigned to wiping his face for him, "You didn’t sleep on the streets these few days, did you? How did you get yourself into this state?"
Who knows if those won from his past would be shocked if they saw him like this, jaws dropping.
Gu Qingqian didn’t speak, nor did he react to her words, but his eyes followed her constantly.
After wiping his face, Mu Yiliang started wiping his hands.
Gu Qingqian remained expressionless, but there was gradually a shimr of tears in his eyes.
Ever since his mother’s accident, he felt like his world had collapsed, walking dead, not even knowing how he got through these days.
He didn’t even know why he ca to Fengye’s building, finding this woman’s car.
The relatives at ho were all on Gu Benhong’s side, even the relatives on his mother’s side accused her of being impulsive, but the instigator was clearly that man. Why couldn’t they leave her alone even after she died!
He loathed those relatives who spoke sarcastically and understood clearly that none of those so-called friends genuinely cared about him. After thinking it over, he realized the only person he could turn to was this woman.
Gu Qingqian himself didn’t understand why he always had an inexplicable sense of trust in her.
And at this mont, her earnestness in wiping his face and hands moved him, almost bringing him to tears.
It was as if sothing in his heart had undergone a qualitative change, even he hadn’t anticipated it.
"All done." Mu Yiliang breathed a sigh of relief, and looking up, she couldn’t help but laugh at his animal-like eyes, "You’re still a ss; you’d better take a bath. The bathroom’s over there, but don’t expect to help you with that — it’s not going to happen."
Gu Qingqian still said nothing, but his gaze remained on her face.
Like a little puppy... Mu Yiliang patted his head, "I’m going to cook."
After Mu Yiliang went into the kitchen, Gu Qingqian also stood up and followed her into the kitchen.
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