Gu Xinzhou's bare face was clear and translucent.
She clung to her father, much like a little bird relying on a person.
She had cried sorrowfully just the night before, but after one night, she had already regained her spirits.
Song Zhen was originally feeling aggrieved.
But seeing her now acting "mighty because of her backing" put a joyful feeling in his heart.
It was only then that Song Zhen realized what it truly meant to love someone—to hope for all the best for her.
At that moment, he yearned to say to Gu Yibo, "Let her go, let me!"
How he wished that one day, she would cling to his arm, trust him, and rely on him like a little bird, just like before!
Song Zhen felt a pang of sorrow, wishing time could turn back, but alas, he lacked that ability!
Gu Yibo looked at Song Zhen, who previously seemed perfect in every way!
But now, seeing his smiles and pensive looks toward Gu Xinzhou, it was just as she had said: he looked like a lunatic!