That day, Gu Zechen woke up from his sleep and heard some noises outside. Worried that it might be a burglar, he shook Yang, who was sleeping on another bed, and pointed outside.

Xiao Yang listened for a moment and shook his head at Gu Zechen, saying, "Go to sleep, boss!"

Boss?"

Gu Zechen was puzzled, just about to ask, when he saw Xiao Yang lie back down and fall asleep again. He tucked the blanket for her, grabbed a jacket, and then walked towards the direction of the sound.

Normally, the boss doesn't live here. Only the three of them live in the restaurant. However, today, at this time, Wang Zheng came to the restaurant, which made Gu Zechen feel strange.

Listening to the obviously suppressed crying sound, Gu Zechen became more and more puzzled. The desolate moonlight shone on the ground, dotted with a dim light, just like Gu Zechen's heart, which was desolate, timid, yet unable to stop its curious footsteps.

Wang Zheng owes him and Yi Mo a debt of gratitude, so he cannot ignore them. Even if he cannot do anything else, he still wants to use his meager power to care and console the people who have helped him and Yi Mo during this difficult time.

In the dark corner, Wang Zheng sat on the ground, hugging his knees. Sobbing sounds flowed out from between his buried knees.

This was the first time Gu Zechen had heard a man's crying, with a suppressed yet touching sense of desolation.

These days, he and Yimo were working at Wangzheng's restaurant, witnessing firsthand the character and behavior of this person. The business at the small restaurant was doing pretty well, and Wangzheng was even more a generous and kind-hearted person.

He felt grateful to Wang Zheng from the bottom of his heart, grateful for the help he had given him and Yi Mo when they were at a dead end.

Gu Zechen didn't know why Wang Zheng would be hiding alone in a corner, crying in the middle of the night, nor did he know how to comfort her. However, as he looked at Wang Zheng, who was almost curled up into a ball, an indescribable sadness filled his heart.

Gu Zechen stood behind Wang Zheng for a while, watching him sorrowfully and tearfully, completely oblivious. Gu Zechen paused for a moment, then covered Wang Zheng's back with the clothes in his hands before sitting down beside him.

The night, like water, is frigid!

Gu Zechen sat next to Wang Zheng with his knees hugged. The cold night wind blew by, causing a shiver to run down their spines.

I am not sure when it started, but Wang Zheng's sobbing ceased. He turned his head and looked at Gu Zechen, who had curled up into a ball beside him. He took off his own clothes and draped them over Gu Zechen.

Gu Zechen raised his gaze and looked at Wang Zheng. In the hazy vision, he couldn't see clearly, but he could only feel the icy touch of the other person's hand on his body, trembling noticeably.

Gu Zechen couldn't find the words to say, so he raised his hand and made a few gestures. However, in the hazy moonlight, Wang Zheng didn't understand sign language to begin with, and he couldn't see clearly: "It's alright! Go back and rest!"

Gu Zechen shook his head and reached out to wipe away the tears in Wang Zheng's eyes. The icy and damp sensation made Gu Zechen's heart feel heavy.

Wang Zheng's mouth twitched as he grabbed Gu Zechen and hugged him tightly. The suppressed sobbing immediately turned into loud wailing, disturbing the pale moonlight and scattering a sense of desolation all around.

Gu Zechen didn't know what to do, so he stiffly placed his hands, allowing Wang Zheng to tightly embrace him. He remained stiff until his entire body was rigid, only then did he feel the other person's relaxed embrace.

"Sorry, it's alright now. You can go back and rest. There is still a lot of work to be done tomorrow," Wang Zheng said, leaning against the wall as he stood up. It took a while for his numb legs to regain some feeling.

Watching Wang Zheng's receding figure, Gu Zechen pressed his lips together, lost in thought for a long time.