His palms felt itchy and numb.

He raised his hand curiously to look at it, but found nothing unusual in his palm.

In the end, he just rubbed his palms against his body, but the feeling was still there, making him feel a little uneasy.

Now let's look at Gu Jingchun.

After receiving the congee, she immediately placed it on the table and began to drink it by herself.

She hasn't eaten anything since yesterday, and she's extremely hungry right now.

This white porridge is cooked until it's sticky, fragrant, soft, and mushy. It's sticky, sweet, and delicious when you drink it.

Gu Jingchun took one sip and fell in love with it, then quickly picked up the bowl and drank it all.

After finishing his drink, he very consciously poured out half of the other bowl and drank it himself.

After Gu Jingchun had finished eating, he remembered Mo Junxing lying on the bed.

Holding the half-bowl of porridge in her hands, she couldn't help but think back to her time at the inn.

This is what this guy did to himself.

And she is also someone who holds grudges.

So she raised an eyebrow slightly.

"Want some?"

Mo Junxing curled the corners of his lips and slowly nodded.

Gu Jingchun had to admit that Mo Junxing's face was undeniably handsome and authoritative.

Now, his smile is like a hundred flowers blooming; this man is truly "alluring."

Unfortunately, Gu Jingchun wasn't buying it.

She shoved the bowl in her hand directly into Mo Junxing's mouth, pouring the contents into his mouth without a care.

"Since that's the case, then you should drink some, drink a lot! Drink plenty!"

Gu Jingchun collapsed so quickly and suddenly that Mo Junxing couldn't swallow in time and spilled some of it.

In the end, Gu Jingchun couldn't bear to waste the food, so he stopped.

Mo Junxing coughed softly.

Perhaps aggravating his wound, his brows furrowed slightly.

Gu Jingchun's brows furrowed as well.

At that very moment, Mo Junxing's long hair was draped over his shoulders on the couch.

His lips parted slightly, and a few strands of silver hair slid down the corners of his mouth, leaving a dark stain on the front of his moon-white undergarment.

The collar of her clothes was also soaked to a semi-transparent color, revealing glimpses of her smooth, supple skin around her collarbone.

His pale face was flushed with a sickly red, his eyes were shimmering with tears, and his dark, cold eyes were veiled with a thin mist as he gazed at her, seemingly drunk but not quite.

Yet, a faint smile played at the corners of his lips, adding to his languid and alluring charm.

Her appearance and her eyes were truly stunning.

If it were before, Gu Jingchun might have actually been fooled by his current appearance.

However, Gu Jingchun has now witnessed this man's madness and coldness, and will absolutely not be fooled by him.

She couldn't help but turn her head and let out a cold snort.

"snort!"

"Pretending to be something you're not."

He turned around, placed the remaining porridge on the table, and left without looking back.

What Gu Jingchun didn't know was that Mo Junxing liked Gu Jingchun even more for his true self.

In the past, Gu Jingchun was always nervous and cautious when facing Mo Junxing, as if she were wearing a false mask.

Mo Junxing always wanted to see what was really like behind her mask.

And now, Gu Jingchun's ever-present demeanor only made him more fascinated, even though he was disgusted by it.

After leaving the room, Gu Jingchun busied himself with doing what he could in the courtyard.

It's clear that the elderly couple is very hardworking; the yard is kept clean and tidy, and a tall stack of firewood is neatly piled up in the corner.

Upon seeing this, Gu Jingchun went over, took down the firewood, and prepared to chop it.

The old woman immediately came over to stop it.

“Young lady, these are not tasks for you to do. You should leave them and let this old man do them.”

Gu Jingchun smiled and shook his head.

"It's alright, this is just what I usually do."

She smiled as she spoke, "Don't let my thin appearance fool you, I'm actually quite strong."

Gu Jingchun's words were proven true after she chopped the firewood accurately time and time again.

Seeing this, the old woman stopped trying to dissuade him and instead chatted casually with Gu Jingchun.

"Alas, I'm old and useless now. It's just me and my old man in this courtyard most of the time, and we hardly ever talk to each other."

“When my daughter was at home before, she could keep me company and talk to me, but since she got married a few years ago, she has come back less often.”

"Later, my daughter had another child, and she was so busy taking care of the child that she had even less time to come back."

"Now, it's just the two of us old folks at home, just passing the time."

"Now, thanks to the two of you coming over, not minding our dilapidated yard, and keeping this old woman company, I'd say you've actually helped me."

Upon hearing this, Gu Jingchun paused in his seemingly casual sanding of the wood, his heart filled with a mix of emotions.

She suddenly thought of her adoptive mother, Mei Xueli.

After learning that she had been deceived by her master, she left in anger and fear, and almost never went back.

In the years after he left, was she just as lonely and bored as this old woman, counting down the days?

This caused Gu Jingchun to gradually become depressed.

The elderly woman beside her immediately noticed her emotions, paused for a moment, and then asked:

"Is the young lady thinking of her mother?"

Gu Jingchun nodded.

"Yes."

“I used to think I was very happy because I had a loving mother and a mentor who always encouraged me and taught me knowledge and self-defense skills.”

"But later, I discovered that my mother was not my biological mother, and my master did not truly love me."

"Their love for me was conditional; it wasn't genuine."

And he's been eyeing what's most important to me.

"Later, I ran away."

“I fled from my mother and master, but when I returned, it was the time when my mother had completely left me.”

"At that time, I regretted it very much, I regretted not going back to see it sooner."

Gu Jing looked up at the tree above him and sighed softly.

"Actually, I know that even if my master has ulterior motives towards me, my mother loves me and has no intention of harming me."

"But at the time, I was too stubborn and too resolute. By the time I regretted it, it was too late."

"I wonder if my mother was lonely during the years I was away."

Upon hearing this, the old woman stepped forward, her loving gaze falling on Gu Jingchun's face, and then she reached out and gently touched her head.

“Girl, your mother is thinking of you, so you won’t be lonely.”

Gu Jingchun looked up, somewhat confused.

"Because your mother will worry about you, whether you are doing well outside, whether you are eating well, and whether you are warm enough."