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Chapter 27: My Senior Has Someone He Loves (11)

Song Zhishu didn't know why, but when she heard "I love you," she couldn't help but have tears welling up in her eyes. She wondered who it was in her past life, someone she had given all her warmth to, but still couldn't get a single "I love you" in return.

Gu Zhisu stared blankly at the tear stains on her face. The two were very close, and he could clearly see the fine hairs on Song Zhishu's face, as well as feel her extreme excitement.

She was telling herself, in her own way, how much this girl loved him.

[Ding! Target's affection level increased by 20, current affection level is 70]

After a long while, their lips parted. Song Zhishu stood up, wiped away her tears, and teased, "Now that I've kissed you, you're mine."

Gu Zhisu's face turned bright red, and his lips, which were originally somewhat pale, became rosy and glossy, shimmering in the setting sun.

"Okay." He didn't say much, but quickly shed his confusion and entered his perfect state, smiling as he said, "From now on, I am yours."

"Gu Zhisu, I'm hungry." She suddenly spoke up, making Gu Zhisu laugh out loud. She didn't know how to cook; the bowl of cold rice porridge was something the system had conjured up.

"Sweetie, I'll go cook." He patted Song Zhishu's head and got out of bed to cook.

Although Song Zhishu couldn't cook, she wasn't completely inept either, so she helped out. The two remained silent, but a warm atmosphere filled the air. Suddenly, she said, "Gu Zhisu, don't you think we look like a particularly loving couple?"

Gu Zhisu paused, looking at Song Zhishu over there. She couldn't cook, but she still pretended to tie on an apron. At this moment, her eyes were full of gentleness, her gaze fixed on the tomato in her hand, her eyebrows curved, she was probably thinking about their future.

Husband and wife...

He lowered his eyes.

Gu Zhisu had never thought about this. For him, he simply lived in the present, striving to make the most of every step in order to live the life he envisioned. But what exactly was his ideal life?

“We’ll have a home. I’ll make you breakfast every morning while you go to work.” Song Zhishu began to plan: “We’ll have a lovely child, okay?” She suddenly turned around and looked expectantly at Gu Zhisu, who was already at a loss.

What a warm and loving life... There would be someone who loves him, cares for him and loves him every day, and they would have a child, the fruit of their love. Gu Zhisu thought about it, imagining that beautiful scene, and couldn't help but say, "Okay." Song Zhishu smiled even more sweetly, her eyes sparkling, and stretched out her fair finger, saying in a childlike manner, "Come on, pinky promise."

Gu Zhisu hesitated before reaching out his hand, but she suddenly pulled him away.

"Pinky promise, for a hundred years, no changing your mind. Whoever changes their mind will... um..." Song Zhishu pondered.

"Life is worse than death." Gu Zhisu suddenly blurted out a sentence, not knowing why he unconsciously uttered those four words.

"That's too ruthless..." Song Zhishu frowned, but quickly relaxed: "Okay, anyway, we will definitely make it happen."

"Hmm." He forced an unnatural smile, his eyes darting away.

Gu Zhisu comforted himself, thinking: How could such childish things be real? It's just a trick. Yes, he had never entertained the idea of ​​forming a family with Song Zhishu. Or perhaps, he simply didn't dare…