Jiang Yujiao was nestled on the sofa, holding a pillow in her hand. She suddenly turned her head and looked at Gu Cheng, as if she was remembering something long ago.
"Gu Cheng, if I hadn't posted that post on Moments... Wouldn't there have been any follow-up?" Her tone was filled with curiosity and a little bit of indescribable fear.
Gu Cheng was peeling an apple for her. His hands didn't stop, but the corners of his mouth curled up.
"No." He said it casually, as if he was talking about an ordinary thing, "I go to Jiming Temple every year."
Jiang Yujiao was stunned for a moment: "Why are you going there? To see the cherry blossoms?"
Gu Cheng handed her the peeled apple and looked up at her with a quiet, determined tenderness in his eyes.
"Waiting for someone."
Jiang Yujiao's heart beat a beat faster.
In fact, I already had a guess in my mind, but I still couldn't help but ask: "Who are you waiting for?"
Gu Cheng looked at her without any dodge in his eyes, as if he was answering a question he had practiced thousands of times -
"You."
