C194 How Can Happiness be Difficult to Reflect on

Happiness? I never thought I'd think of that word. It could be said that after his mother passed away, Mo Zixuan had always thought that his life was gray. Nothing could really move his heart. Everything was cold. It was cold, but at this moment... Mo Zixuan found out that he had gotten some warmth from Gu Sisi.

He turned his head and looked at the white side of his face