The Reborn Scholar Wants To Counterattack
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As if she was afraid that the man would leave again, Gu Weimian called out in a low voice, "Teacher... He lowered his head, put his nose against Gu Weimian's nose, held Gu Weimian's head, and inserted his fingers into the girl's soft hair, being entangled and imprisoned by the girl's dense seaweed-like hair. Huo Yan closed his eyes, suppressed his mixed emotions, gently stroked Gu Weimian's hair, and coaxed her in a low voice, "It's okay, it's okay, I won't leave..." Gu Weimian finally calmed do...
The girl's slightly hoarse voice rang out in the quiet bedroom, like a bolt of thunder out of the blue.
Huo Yan's body was stiff, and veins bulged on the back of his hands as he held onto the wheelchair.
Gu Weimian knew?
After a long while, the man slowly turned around.
In the dim vision, Gu Weiman was sleeping soundly with his eyes closed.
The anger that was pent up in the man's chest slowly dissipated.
Really...
I thought she knew Zhu Mingfei was him.
He looked at Gu Weimian's tender little hand that was pulling at the hem of his clothes, and a moment of struggle flashed in his eyes.
He sighed, then raised his hand and pulled Gu Weimian's hand down.
"teacher!"
Gu Weimian subconsciously grabbed the man's hand.
She didn't catch it all, she only caught one of Huo Yan's little fingers.
Like a baby grabbing an adult's hand.
As if she was afraid that the man would leave again, Gu Weimian called out in a low voice, "Teacher... Teacher... Teacher..."
Her voice was full of attachment and grievance, as if she was accusing the man of having just abandoned her.
Each and every call of "teacher" reached the man's heart and filled his entire heart.
Gu Weimian's voice gradually became lower.
Huo Yan was just thinking that Gu Weiman was about to fall asleep.
She seemed to sense that the man was about to leave, and her voice became higher again.
This time, there was a hint of crying in her voice, full of panic, full of dependence, and like she was complaining.
In this dimly lit bedroom, Huo Yan lowered his head and listened to Gu Weiman's accusations. His cold blood gradually warmed up and reached its highest temperature in an instant, almost burning. The heat in his blood vessels rushed straight to his forehead with a "sizzling" sound.
His entire head would explode in a moment.
Amidst this, a hint of panic and regret crept up, and when he found Gu Weiman crying in his sleep, these emotions reached their peak.
If it weren't for him, Weiwei wouldn't have to endure all this.
The man's eyes became softer and softer as he looked at Gu Weiman, and he felt more and more guilty. He just wanted to rub the woman in front of him into his body and blood, let her stay with him forever and never let go.
He lowered his head, put his nose against Gu Weimian's nose, held Gu Weimian's head, and inserted his fingers into the girl's soft hair, being entangled and imprisoned by the girl's dense seaweed-like hair.
Just like the heart in his chest, locked by chains engraved with Gu Weiman's name.
Even though the chain was covered with spikes, he was still willing to do so and was unwilling to let go.
Why are there such good people in this world?
She probably has the softest heart in the world, but unfortunately... this kind of heart is always taken advantage of by the people around her.
For example, him.
The feeling of regret in his body was about to overwhelm him.
Huo Yan closed his eyes, suppressed his mixed emotions, gently stroked Gu Weimian's hair, and coaxed her in a low voice, "It's okay, it's okay, I won't leave..."
Gu Weimian finally calmed down.
Huo Yan felt a little relieved.
Another ten minutes passed, and when Huo Yan was about to stand up, he suddenly discovered that Gu Weimian's body seemed to be trembling.
Something is wrong.
He raised his eyes and found that although Gu Weimian's eyes were closed and no sound came out of her mouth, her tears never stopped and kept falling.
Huo Yan called out to Gu Weimian in a deep voice: "Weiwei...Weiwei?"
Gu Weiman showed no signs of waking up, as if he was trapped in a nightmare.
Huo Yan's heart sank.
"Weiwei, wake up, you just had a nightmare!"
Gu Weimian still didn't react.
Huo Yan looked at the abnormal blush on Gu Weimian's face and put his hand on her forehead. When the back of Huo Yan's hand touched Gu Weimian's forehead, the back of his hand trembled.
Gu Weimian felt so hot that he seemed to be cooked!
The man picked up the phone, "Contact the hospital! Now!"