The Reborn Scholar Wants To Counterattack
Settings
Chapter Summary
Her eyes were slightly moist, but she didn't want the man to see her embarrassment, so she could only turn her face away with force, expressionless, and silently count the number of street lights in her heart. "Weiwei..." Huo Yan's low voice sounded beside Gu Weimian's ears, "I'm sorry, I won't do it again." Gu Weimian didn't say anything. "You don't do it yourself?" Huo Yan's eyes suddenly narrowed, his dark pupils scrutinizing him, "You even know this?"
There is nothing more embarrassing than this.
It doesn't matter.
Her eyes were slightly moist, but she didn't want the man to see her embarrassment, so she could only turn her face away with force, expressionless, and silently count the number of street lights in her heart.
One, two, three, four...
Only in this way can you make yourself appear less pathetic.
She couldn't feel even a little bit of love for Huo Yan...
The man still held her.
But the whole person seemed to be under a spell, and every muscle was tense.
"Weiwei..." Huo Yan's low voice sounded beside Gu Weimian's ears, "I'm sorry, I won't do it again."
Gu Weimian didn't say anything.
The next second, she felt the man's hand on her back suddenly tighten again.
She turned her head and looked at Huo Yan with wide eyes.
"you!……"
The man's dark eyes met hers.
She suddenly froze.
What kind of eyes are these?
His dark eyes were filled with despair, like the cold black sea water on a winter night, ready to sweep the entire person away in an instant.
It barely covers the mouth and nose.
My breathing stopped.
Gu Weiman was completely frozen in place.
My heart ached.
"You..." She frowned, "What's wrong with you?"
Huo Yan closed his eyes immediately.
The muscles on his face were tense, and after a long while he uttered, "It's okay."
Such a man...
It doesn't look like everything is alright.
The man's eyes were so sad that Gu Weimian forgot the man's power for a moment. She immediately took Huo Yan's pulse.
The pulse is steady and strong.
Apart from the rapid heartbeat, there doesn't seem to be any hidden illness.
The cause of terminal illness was also ruled out.
If it’s about career… When talking about the prosperous times before, the man’s face was open-minded.
It doesn't seem like she's pretending...
Then why?
Gu Weiman was a little confused.
"Are you really okay?"
She raised her hand and gently touched the man's forehead, but the man grabbed her hand.
He raised his eyes.
The previous despair in those dark phoenix eyes had faded away.
His eyes were so dark that it was hard to tell what emotion he was feeling.
"Don't touch me." Huo Yan warned in a low voice.
Gu Weimian: "...I'm just checking your body for you."
Huo Yan heaved a long sigh when he heard this.
"There's nothing wrong with me."
Gu Weimian looked at the man suspiciously: "Then what's wrong with you?"
The man avoided Gu Weimian's sight.
"fine."
Gu Weimian's expression tightened again.
"I just said before, be honest..."
The man's face froze in his sight.
For several seconds, the man remained silent.
Gu Weimian pursed his lips tightly, his eyes sharpening, "Ayan, if you feel you can't do it..."
The man suddenly leaned back on the leather seat, tilted his head back, and looked down at her with his beautiful phoenix eyes. One hand was raised above his head, and the other hand was still protecting Gu Weimian's waist.
The knife-like thin lips were of a shimmering color, and he spoke slowly and calmly,
"It's just... I've been holding it in for too long."
Gu Weimian was stunned.
I stood there, speechless for a moment.
I could only stare at Huo Yan blankly.
Huo Yan didn't dodge or avoid, just looked at her.
Gu Weimian's face was almost burning, and he opened his mouth for a long time before he found his voice.
"You don't do it yourself?"
Huo Yan's eyes suddenly narrowed, his dark pupils scrutinizing him, "You even know this?"