"Che." Spirit chuckled and lowered his head, whispering softly in Gu Xiaoning's ear, "Actually, it's not Jiujiu I want to be hugged by, I want to be hugged like Jiujiu, by a mom."
Gu Xiaoning was stunned, this person...
Spirit's mom had long since passed away. The mom he was referring to was, naturally, her.
But why would he say these things to her? Obviously, they're people who are about to get married.
...
Back at Lingyun Manor, Gu Xiaoning's spirit was greatly diminished.
"What are you thinking about?"
"Ah!" Gu Xiaoning was chopping vegetables when Ling Yu suddenly approached, startling her. "Ling-shao..."
The knife slid across her fingertip, blood flowed freely.
Ling Yu frowned, swiftly stepped forward, holding her hand up, "What's wrong with you? Why are you so distracted?"
"I..."
Ling Yu held her hand, rinsing it under the tap.
"Wait, don't do anything, I'll go get the first-aid kit."
"...Oh." Gu Xiaoning nodded dazedly.
