"Anan."
Tan Jincheng's voice sounded in her ear.
Immediately after, a thick coat was draped over her shoulders.
"Why are you still standing here? Did Gu Xijin leave?" Tan Jincheng's voice was very low. He draped the coat over her shoulders, fastening the collar to shield her from the cold wind.
Then, Tan Jincheng led her back inside.
Gu Yi'an let Tan Jincheng half-hug her back to the house, without saying a word.
"If you don't want to talk, I won't ask."
Tan Jincheng led her inside, handed her a cup of hot tea, and then spoke in a low voice.
Gu Yi'an held the hot tea, took a small sip, then turned to look at Tan Jincheng, "It's not that I don't want to talk, it's that I don't know where to start. Gu Xijin has a letter, a letter with clues about my mother. He once said that he would give me that letter when I turned eighteen. But... but now, I can't remember if he actually gave me that letter."
Tan Jincheng furrowed his brow.
