Some words are very warm

Gu Xiaoxi stood for a long while until those individuals had all disappeared from view.

Her face stretched tight, her back rigid.

It took quite some time for her to regain her composure, and then she raised her hand to rub her sore nose.

Her heart felt inexplicably icy cold!

She lifted her head, a few strands of her ink-black hair in disarray, but her proud chin remained sharp and aloof.

Her gaze fell upon the street not far away, bustling with traffic and lit up like a myriad of stars.

She thought, some people, some hatreds, will never be resolved in this lifetime!

She shouldn't have harbored any longing for family ties, not after so many years.

She was already a Gu, and those people had long since had nothing to do with her.

Gu Xiaoxi smoothed the strands of hair from her forehead and turned to walk indifferently towards the restroom.

Quan Shaoqing was waiting for Gu Xiaoxi when his phone suddenly rang.