Gu Qibao also quietly listened on the side. When she heard news about Bo Chengxin, Gu Qibao felt no particular stir or emotion in her heart, perhaps because she had long lost any feelings for this person.
Listening to her story now, she felt like just a person hearing a tale.
Facing Bo Chengyan, Gu Qibao was even more composed.
Seeing Bo Chengyan again at his age, it was unbelievable for Gu Qibao to see strands of white hair at his temples. Though not obvious, upon close inspection, several strands could really be seen.
Whether it was due to the sunlight hitting him just at the right angle, Gu Qibao saw it nonetheless.
She couldn't quite tell if it was really his white hair or just a trick of the light.
Looking at this, Gu Qibao simply pursed her lips into a smile and took a deep breath, feeling a sense of nostalgia.
Hearing Bo Chengyan speak casually about Bo Chengxin, she thought, maybe Bo Chengyan was indeed tired after all these years.
