And in the middle, a child under ten raised his smudged face. The features of the child, like those of a New Year's picture doll, uttered a dreamlike question.,The sound of his voice sent a chill down Gu Nuan Nuan's spine. She grabbed her mother's already frigid hand.,Gu Nuan Nuan's face was full of tears, staring at Gu Wu, trembling with her lips, wanting to ask him why。