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My eyes look at the photo, but I seem to be recalling something through the photo:
"He has been frail and sickly since he was one or two years old and often went to the hospital."

"We put a lot of thought into him to make him a little fat man."

As if remembering something, Gu Zichen curled his lips: "He was very clingy when he was a child. Wherever I go, he follows me..."

"It got better after I went to kindergarten. I secretly put the chocolates I got in kindergarten in my pocket and wanted to bring them back to me."

Wen Mian listened to the past that she didn't know, and was afraid that she would shed tears, so she continued to ask.

"Then have you eaten?"

Gu Zichen shook his head: "No, he held the chocolate for too long and it melted into his pocket and was scolded by my mother..."

"He even complained first, saying that he died because I didn't go to pick him up, and asked me to compensate him."

As he spoke, Gu Zichen rummaged through the bag and took out a box of the best chocolates on the market, which was beautifully packaged, from under the thick paper money and placed it in front of the tombstone.

"I once promised him that if I came to see him, I would bring this."

Wen Mian listened and wanted to laugh.

But after seeing the chocolate, tears fell.

No one expected that such a change would happen to Gu Zixuan, who is usually lively and cheerful.

Low sobs echoed through the cemetery.

Gu Zichen took out a tissue, handed one to Wen Mian, and comforted softly:
"He must be very happy that you can come see him."

"He hates seeing others cry. If he knew, he would feel uncomfortable."

Wen Mian covered her eyes with a tissue and let the tears be slowly sucked away. It took a while to recover.

The sky is getting darker and darker, and it is almost impossible to see the road clearly.

"Mr. Gu, it's almost closing time here."

The cemetery staff who had been waiting for a long time came over to remind me.

Gu Zichen pulled Wen Mian up and nodded to the staff: "I'll leave the rest to you."

"Should be."

The two walked out of the cemetery with one step and three turns.

"It's so late and this place is remote. Let me take you home." Gu Zichen opened the passenger door.

It's really hard to take a taxi here, so Wen Mian didn't refuse and got in.

Wen Mian's heart was very heavy about visiting his friend who died young, and he was speechless all the way to the destination.

Wen Mian got out of the car and Gu Zichen walked her to the door.

"Wen Mian! What a coincidence, I was just about to go in to find you."

Most's voice came from not far away.

Wen Mian was a little surprised to see him here, and was a little confused: "What do you want from me?"

Gu Zichen and Most nodded to each other as a greeting.

"Of course it's because of the scandal that has spread so much..."

Most sighed: "I came to discuss with you to see if there are any countermeasures."

Gu Zichen also heard about it and asked naturally, "Wen Mian, are you really with Mo Lingtian?"

"No." Wen Mian was afraid that others would misunderstand, so he explained the situation at that time.

"... At that time, in order to take care of public opinion, I decided to pretend to be a couple with him for a while."

"So it is."

Gu Zichen nodded to express his understanding, but then shook his head and said: "But I don't recommend you to do this. Whether the relationship develops for good or bad will have an impact on the future reputation of both parties."

He was a little surprised: "You usually don't get any gossip. You should value your reputation very much. I didn't expect that you would agree?"

Most was also curious and looked at Wen Mian.

"This is..."

Wen Mian couldn't say more, but he didn't know how to explain it to Gu Zichen.

Gu Zichen saw something wrong with her expression.He was not a gossip either. He raised his hand and glanced at the time on his watch: "Since you got home safely, I'll go back."

"You two don't usually get along, right? Why do you have anything to do with Mo Lingtian?" Most asked.

Wen Mian watched Gu Zichen leave, then glanced at Most, looking left and right, but remained silent.