Gu Mingcheng's eyes were like a fawn's, red and pitiful.
Xu Nianhua walked forward, squatted in front of Gu Mingcheng, took a tissue from her pocket, and handed it over, saying, "The little brother I recognize isn't this ugly."
"Sis."
Gu Mingcheng was so emotional that he didn't know what to say.
"Quick, wipe your face." Xu Nianhua urged him to wipe, while asking about how he'd been lately.
Gu Mingcheng sipped his water and answered, "After I left the Gu Family, I finished school and stayed in Ningbei. Now I draw portraits for people on the street, and I'm really good at it. I..."
He chattered on about his recent situation. These days, by painting portraits for people, he's actually made quite a bit of money.
"Sis, I want to be a great artist in the future. By then, if anyone dares bully you, I'll stand up for you." Gu Mingcheng's young face was much more mature now, but the only thing that hadn't changed was his desire to protect Xu Nianhua.
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