C267 Ironic

Fu Ziqi picked up a piece of pudding and took a bite. Suddenly, he saw a figure on the second floor. It looked like a very familiar figure. Most importantly, he saw a familiar look. This look was like the expression of someone who had been looking at him happily.

This gaze was really like that. Remembering.

But now, this gaze had never belonged to him. It belonged to another person, not to him