The Reborn Scholar Wants To Counterattack
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Only then did I understand that when Ning Quruo said "it doesn't hurt", she meant that she wouldn't feel any pain. She took the ruler and weighed it in her hand: "You are so cruel to yourself." Ning Quruo looked at Gu Weimian with a bright gaze: "As long as you are willing to forgive me." Gu Weimian tilted her head, her peach blossom eyes sparkling with tears, and her slender jade-like fingers grasped the ruler and raised it high. After a few seconds of silence, the man whispered, "Sister, why a...
Only then did I understand that when Ning Quruo said "it doesn't hurt", she meant that she wouldn't feel any pain.
Gu Weimian's hand holding the ruler slowly tightened.
She took the ruler and weighed it in her hand: "You are so cruel to yourself."
Ning Quruo looked at Gu Weimian with a bright gaze: "As long as you are willing to forgive me."
Gu Weimian tilted her head, her peach blossom eyes sparkling with tears, and her slender jade-like fingers grasped the ruler and raised it high.
But it fell gently into Ning Quruo's palm.
It would be more accurate to say that he touched me lightly rather than hit me.
Ning Quruo was stunned.
"sister……"
"I don't blame you." Gu Weimian sighed, "You don't have to blame yourself too much. It's normal for siblings to quarrel, isn't it?"
Every time Ning Quruo faced her, he was always too cautious.
It's like holding something fragile.
This is not at all like what would happen between normal siblings.
Ning Quruo looked at Gu Weiman, as if burned by something in Gu Weiman's eyes, and slightly avoided his gaze.
He lowered his eyes and looked at the ruler that Gu Weimian placed in his hand.
After a few seconds of silence, the man whispered, "Sister, why are you so nice to me?"
Ning Quruo's face tightened and his lips were pressed into a straight line.
All the muscles in my body are tense.
Gu Weimian smiled, "I'm older than you."
Ning Quruo frowned and looked up quickly at Gu Weimian.
His face became depressed.
He retorted in a low voice, somewhat unwillingly.
"You're not much older than me.
It only takes a few minutes.
There was a helpless look on Gu Weimian's face. She stood on tiptoe and reached out to pinch Ning Quruo's cheek, which was as bitter as a bitter gourd.
The fair skin was gently pulled up,
"That's bigger than you."
In fact, it is much bigger.
She is already an old lady at heart.
There's no way I'm going to bother with a little brat like Ning Quruo, right?
Although she felt a little sad when Ning Quruo said those words.
But she could understand that it was just the man's words that mattered.
Saying one thing but not meaning another.
Ning Quruo looked at Gu Weiman's smile which was slightly "kind and gentle".
My heart sank.
"I'm not a child anymore!"
"I know, I know."
"We were born on the same day and are the same age!"
"Yes, yes, we are the same age."
"You don't have to let me go on purpose!"
"I didn't mean it." Seeing Ning Quruo was about to explode with anger, "Really, really, I did it willingly."
Ning Quruo felt like a balloon that had been punctured by a needle.
With a "hiss..." sound.
The whole person deflated.
All the happiness and joy ran away through this hole with a "hissing" sound.
Ning Quruo didn't say anything else, turned around, and dragged his feet back to his bedroom.
"Aruo?"
Gu Weiman's voice came from behind.
Ning Quruo ignored it.
He closed the door.
He leaned against the door, still holding the ruler in his hand.
The cold ruler seemed to have a hint of warmth under the temperature of the human palm.
But that's all fake.
If you leave it alone for a while.
The ruler quickly became cold.
He put down the ruler in his hand a little impatiently, sat on the chair, and closed his eyes tightly.
Why do you have to treat him as a child?
Obviously...he and she are both eighteen years old.
What's so good about an old man like Huo Yan?