The warmth in his demeanor made Zhuo Ya very uncomfortable.
"Can I still come to see the baby?"
Gu Jin raised his hand and placed it on the top of Zhuo Ya's head.
"Zhuo Ya, do you know? These past few days, I don't know why, but I keep thinking about our past."
"Back then, you were so dependent on me, you liked me so much, you saw me as your light."
But now, you don't like me anymore, nor do you... ever want to be close to me again.
Do you know how much... my heart hurts?
Zhuo Ya's eyes brimmed with coldness and she did not engage.
In Zhuo Ya's eyes, Gu Jin's so-called tenderness felt nauseating.
She looked at Gu Jin with an indifferent gaze: "Gu Jin, when you think of the past, don't you have any reflections compared to now?"
Gu Jin's calm demeanor instantly froze and gradually turned into a chilling coldness.
He stared at Zhuo Ya and said coldly, "Zhuo Ya, must you speak to me in that tone?"
"I'm really sorry, I couldn't hold back for a moment."