Transmigrated into the body of a prematurely deceased beloved child

Chapter 348 Even the Substitute Loves the White Moonlight 34

The atmosphere in the Gu family mansion froze at this moment, and it was very quiet. The assistant silently took Xu Wei's agreement and returned to Gu Jin'an's side, but he forcefully grabbed her arm.

Seeing that he was silently and stubbornly about to tear the things up again, Zhao Zhao stepped forward and grabbed his wrist to stop him.

Zhao Zhao was very light, and Gu Jin'an could have easily broken free, but he felt as if there were heavy shackles binding his arms.

His red-rimmed eyes met Zhao Zhao's, and he said softly, "Is there really no room for negotiation? You really don't want to stay?"

"No, I don't want to." These were just a few words, and compared to his extremely strong expression and actions, Zhao Zhao appeared remarkably calm.

The person who invests the most emotion is the first to break down.

In the past few years, Xu Yanzhao had been feigning to please Gu Jin'an in order to win over the Gu family. The little affection he had for Gu Jin'an was only developed in recent years.

Although I felt reluctant, I was able to hold back under these circumstances.

The assistant left the Gu family with the agreement, and it was time for Zhao Zhao and Xu Wei to leave this place as well.

The nannies from the Gu family all went to help Xu Wei pack her things, while Zhao Zhao went back to her room to pack by herself.

He has very few belongings; besides his everyday clothes, he only has one photo frame.

...It was Lin Zhihuai.

Cherish touched the person's warm, sunny smile, and Zhao Zhao smiled back.

Just as she was about to pack her clothes into her suitcase, there was a knock at the door. Zhao Zhao slowly went to open it, and as expected, it was the composed Gu Jin'an.

The smile he always wore when he saw Zhao Zhao was gone; his sharply defined face was filled with a somber expression. "Let me help you pack your things."

Zhao Zhao was about to refuse when she heard him say, "You're sick again. Don't push yourself if you're so weak..."

As he spoke, Gu Jin'an picked up the glass he had been holding and said, "Drink up, give me the food."

"I hope this isn't the last time I'll help you clean up..."

His voice was unusually low and slightly hoarse. Seeing Zhao Zhao's clear eyes staring at him, he forced a smile and said, "Don't look at me like that. I could tell your body temperature was abnormal a long time ago."

A hint of surprise flashed in Zhao Zhao's eyes. He did have a fever when he woke up today, but he didn't expect that Gu Jin'an would notice the abnormal temperature of his skin just by touching his bare wrist.

Taking the medicine he handed her, Zhao Zhao looked up and said earnestly, "Thank you."

So he slowly drank his medicine while Gu Jin'an dutifully helped Zhao Zhao fold clothes and pack them into her suitcase.

When he took the photo frame, his already gloomy face became even more tense. He glanced at the things Zhao Zhao needed to bring and said through gritted teeth, "Brother, you even brought Lin Qingning's photo, but why didn't you bring mine?"

Zhao Zhao: "..."

"Brother? You really aren't bringing it?"

“…Bring it.” Zhao Zhao sighed, picked up a group photo from the drawer, and handed it to Gu Jin’an. “This one will do.”

This photo shows Zhao Zhao at eighteen and Gu Jin'an at sixteen. Back then, the two were full of vigor and carefree teenagers.

The photo captured that moment, freezing their happy and warm smiles.

At that time, because Zhao Zhao deliberately cultivated their relationship, they had a very good relationship and almost no conflicts.

Zhao Zhao had to admit that those were some of the few happy times in Xu Yanzhao's short life.

As Gu Jin'an watched, he couldn't help but fall into memories, his eyes slowly turning red. He looked up at Zhao Zhao with a wronged expression, still unwilling to give up, and asked, "Brother, are you... are you really leaving?"

His voice was very hoarse, and Zhao Zhao even suspected that this big, strong man was about to burst into tears.

Silently helping Zhao Zhao put the photos away, Gu Jin'an, who was always fussy about something, couldn't help but ask, "Brother, why don't my photos have frames?"

It was just a simple photograph.