That voice, so weak...
Gu Qianqian quickly turned back: "What's wrong?"
"Did you save me?"
Speaking in such a way, Gu Qianqian's heart softened, and she half bent down: "You saved yourself. If it weren't for that phone call, I wouldn't have known something had happened to you, and wouldn't have... found the old house again."
"But, I said nothing on the phone, didn't I? How did you know it was me?"
Gu Qianqian smiled: "I remembered your voice."
Upon hearing this, Ye Qiluo, still in bed, brightened with surprise: "Remember my voice? Why?"
Why?
Because you're my mother!
Such an emotional statement she didn't have the courage to say, simply smiled and responded softly: "Because even though I haven't recognized you, I still feel very close, very close..."
"Didn't... recognize me?"
"Mother..."
Such difficult words to say, as she'd never called out before, but now, this soft-spoken word, Gu Qianqian realized she had no pressure calling out after speaking it.
