Gu Jingze remained silent, staring blankly at the night sky. His hands were clenched into fists, his knuckles cracking, and his nails had dug deep into his flesh.,Unknowingly, a glistening tear rolled down from the corner of my eye.,A few days later, he woke up and found himself in Hangzhou, a thousand miles away from Yancheng. His uncle was the one who saved him.。