Xiao Yu was taken aback, although she had seen Gong Ting's gentle side before, most of his tenderness was reserved for Sister Ning. In front of others, he was always cold and serious.
She shook her head, "I don't want to talk."
"Then shall I tell you a story?" Gong Ting perked up. He was accustomed to storytelling, as Ning'er often had to attend night school and would occasionally leave Wei Chenchen with him, and he would tell Wei Chenchen stories.
Thinking back to those days, his gaze turned a shade darker.
He once believed they would be inseparable, that once she truly forgot Leng Youchen, they would build a family, and he would treat Chenchen like his own son.
Yet unexpectedly, it was all just his illusion.
Lost in thought, Gong Ting didn't notice that Xiao Yu had already opened her eyes, so his melancholy and regret were visible to her. Xiao Yu understood that he must be thinking of Sister Ning.
