Gu Xinzhou didn't expect Song Zhen to come.
She was wearing her grandmother's old apron, and, because she had just been kneading dough, she'd even put on her grandmother's old arm protectors.
Her long hair was casually tied into a ponytail, with a few wisps like new willow branches in spring, enhancing the appearance of her small face hanging down.
Her small face, without a touch of makeup, overshadowed countless others.
Her bright, charming eyes also lit up his heart.
Song Zhen felt this moment was too beautiful, and smiling, said, "It's been a long time."
Gu Xinzhou ignored him.
She was most concerned about Lan Baozhen's feelings because it was Song Zhen's first visit, and he had come unannounced; she was afraid Lan Baozhen might be displeased.
To her surprise, McDull was squatting on the ground, eagerly and diligently tearing into the packaging of a toy.
Unable to open it, he turned and called out, "Great-grandma! Scissors! I want to play with this Thomas!"