Gong Beitang finally heard clearly what she was calling, his body suddenly stiffened, and his fingers froze on her cheek, but the warmth from before was gone. "What did you call me?"
She had no voice left.
His mood suddenly turned somewhat irritable.
He heard it.
The name she called wasn't his!!
After so many years, is she still unable to forget Gong Beiyao!?
Gong Beitang looked at Sheng Qingxue's sleeping face, his heart turbulent, unable to calm down, and he no longer had the mind to trace her cheek with his fingers.
At this moment, seeing her still clinging to the notebook, he felt even more restless.
He pressed her hand with one hand and yanked the notebook fiercely from her grip, tossing it aside.
The notebook, carelessly thrown, opened to a page and fell to the ground, landing right at his feet…
Feeling annoyed, he wanted to pick it up and throw it into the trash, but at the moment he was about to, he saw the notebook open, her handwriting on the page…
Word by word…
