But if that were the case, he wouldn't have met his brother.
Gu Shaocheng, who was always around, vs. a dad who left no impression, victory!
With that comparison, Hua Hua's sadness eased a bit, and she couldn't help but dial Gu Shaocheng, who was far away in Canada, "Bro, guess where I am right now? Hehe, there'll be a prize if you guess right!"
"Qishui Town." Gu Shaocheng's voice had a hint of laziness.
WHY! WHY! WHY!
Does my brother have clairvoyance?
"How did you know?" It was guessed so effortlessly, is it still possible to enjoy a fun guessing game: "Hmph, you must have planted a spy around me!"
Gu Shaocheng laughed twice over the phone: "Back home, how does it feel?"
"There're too many mosquitoes, it's uncomfortable to sleep," Hua Hua complained for a full five minutes, took out a fried dough stick and took a bite, crispy, not particularly tasty or not tasty, just something fresh: "Bro, I'm going to visit my parents' graves today."
