Gu Meng dreamed of a day and agreed to Zhan Gu's words, also deciding not to miss it.,He had no choice but to board the plane with his ticket, landing in a strange city. He then took a taxi to the residence arranged by Fu Mo Han.,In a villa, Gu Meng and Zhan Gu were sitting on the balcony chatting, reminiscing about their past twenty or thirty years. Little Niannian had already fallen asleep in bed.。