He didn't expect Xi Nanfeng to come directly to the hospital.
Xi Nanfeng immediately noticed the cigarette tucked between Gu Moqian's slender fingers. Besides that, Gu Moqian had changed quite a bit.
The once clean and refined face now had a faint circle of stubble around the lips. His deep, dark eyes were bloodshot and heavy with exhaustion.
How long had it been since he last closed his eyes...
Xi Nanfeng had prepared a barrage of criticism for Gu Moqian, but upon seeing him like this, all the words were swallowed back.
"I thought you already quit smoking?" Xi Nanfeng, at a loss for words, noticed the smoke curling from his fingertips and blurted this out.
Gu Moqian heard this and tugged at the corner of his lips, curling them into a faint self-deprecating smile.
After a brief silence, his deep gaze suddenly fixated on Xi Nanfeng: "You still brought her here."
Gu Moqian's voice was abnormally hoarse, which made Xi Nanfeng a bit concerned.
