The Reborn Scholar Wants To Counterattack
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Huo Jianan raised his eyes and glanced at Gu Weimian. Lin Zhiyun was crying and laughing, and had already hugged her, with tears and snot all over her face. Gu Weimian didn't mind and touched Lin Zhiyun's head.
Huo Jianan raised his eyes and glanced at Gu Weimian.
Lin Zhiyun was crying and laughing, and had already hugged her, with tears and snot all over her face.
Gu Weimian didn't mind and touched Lin Zhiyun's head.
Huo Jian'an pursed his lips.
Often times, he is also very curious.
Why does Gu Weimian like Huo Yan?
Before meeting Gu Weiman, he, like the others in the group, thought she was just a little country girl.
She doesn’t look good.
After getting in touch with her, I realized that she was a magnificent gem and a shining sun.
Why does she like Huo Yan?
The man who was dark to the core.
Oh, by the way...Gu Weimian still doesn’t know what kind of person Huo Yan is.
After all, Huo Yan pretends to be a good person every day, as if he is so pitiful.
It was inevitable that some darkness would grow in Huo Jian'an's heart.
If Gu Weimian knew...
His pupils shrank slightly, as if he was shocked by his own thoughts. He turned around, picked up the information and left quickly.
Gu Weimian didn't know what Huo Jian'an was thinking.
It was indeed very late, so she packed her things and returned home quickly.
She was lying in bed, having trouble falling asleep, and what flashed before her eyes was... the image of Huo Yan and Ning Yuetong standing side by side with their backs to her.
It’s nothing actually.
She might know better than Huo Yan what's going on between her, Huo Yan and Ning Yuetong.
She trusts Huo Yan 100%.
But she felt restless in her heart and tossed and turned, unable to sleep.
Watching the time pass by every second.
Soon it will be time for a headache.
Gu Weimian opened his eyes helplessly.
She casually flipped through the drawer of the bedside table, and when she reached in, she remembered.
In this life, she has not yet developed the habit of keeping a drawer full of sleeping pills on her bedside table.
Those dark, unknown memories seemed to be crawling up her ankles little by little with the passage of time.
Gu Weimian closed his eyes, lifted the quilt, went downstairs in his pajamas, and wanted to go to the kitchen to get a glass of water.
【bite--】
There is new message on the phone.
Gu Weimian's heart skipped a beat and she immediately picked up the phone. When her finger pressed the green power-on button, she noticed the number on the screen.
Those numbers seemed to be opening their bloody mouths towards her.
Ao Qijun!
The message has been opened.
Gu Weimian frowned in disgust.
The content of the text message flashed by, but she still understood it clearly.
【It's still cold, don't go barefoot, you'll get sick. 】
She lowered her head and looked at the pair of feet exposed under her nightgown, and a chill ran down her back.
She raised her eyes and quickly looked around, but did not find any suspicious figures.
Gu Weimian frowned and looked at the message again.
Is she overthinking?
She turned off the screen and went upstairs.
This text message, like the dozens of unopened text messages, returned to the darkness.
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The next morning.
As soon as Gu Weimian arrived at the crew, she changed her clothes, put on her old, ragged cotton-padded jacket, and walked to the small stool with a gloomy face.
Another sleepless night.
She is now beginning to be unable to tell whether her headaches are a pre-existing condition or are caused by insomnia.
My brain was still struggling to filter the information about Duan Qianchuan.
For so many days, she had gotten very little from the man.
She took out a piece of paper from her bag and wrote the word "Duan" on it, followed by the word "headache", and then the words "Gu Qifang", "Grandpa" and so on.