The Reborn Scholar Wants To Counterattack
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Ao Qijun said in a hoarse voice: "I'm sorry, it's all my fault." Gu Weimian felt very uncomfortable, but in the moment of impulse, the drama had already begun, and she had no reason to give up her life. She also suspected that Ao Qijun was suddenly so nice to her because he wanted to help her with her soul-stirring before her death and alleviate her resentment for being killed. Although the food was not very good, during these 7 days, except for the first few days when he was worried about when ...
There must be a way.
She will die with regrets if she fails to kill this man.
Feeling warm on his head, Gu Weiman was startled and raised his eyes.
Ao Qijun placed his palm on top of her head, "I treated you badly before, I'm sorry."
Gu Weimian's eyelashes trembled slightly, and he quickly lowered his head, pretending to be very sad.
Ao Qijun said in a hoarse voice: "I'm sorry, it's all my fault."
Gu Weimian felt very uncomfortable, but in the moment of impulse, the drama had already begun, and she had no reason to give up her life. "I'm young and not mature enough in many things..."
"I'm older than you." Ao Qijun's voice was very gentle, "I should have been the one to take care of you..."
He didn't know what he was thinking about, and his voice was slightly choked.
Gu Weimian couldn't help but look up at him out of curiosity.
Ao Qijun had already stood up, "The water is almost finished."
At this time, there was nothing wrong with his voice.
When he bent down again, there was no trace on his face. He turned off the switch and pulled out the IV drip on the back of Gu Weimian's hand. "Press it yourself."
Gu Weimian took the cotton obediently.
Ao Qijun sealed the used IV bottle in a sealed bag and locked the medicine box after putting it in the medicine box.
Gu Weimian stared at the white cotton ball on the back of his hand, lost in thought, "Ao Qijun..."
Ao Qijun looked at her and said softly, "Press it for a while longer.
Gu Weimian pursed his lips.
She lowered her head, the look of doubt on her face becoming even more pronounced.
Did Ao Qijun change his mind, or was he just being perfunctory?
If it's a change of heart... isn't that a little too simple?
After Ao Qijun put everything in order, he sat back on the bed and asked, "Want to eat something?"
Gu Weimian blinked and said, "I want to eat."
Ao Qijun smiled slightly, walked to the corner, took out two bags of instant noodles and two eggs, plus some vegetables.
He also took out a very small rice cooker, filled it with some water and plugged it in.
After a while, the house was filled with the rich aroma of instant noodles.
Gu Weimian was really hungry now.
She swallowed a few times calmly, but was still caught by Ao Qijun.
The man looked at her and a smile appeared on his face.
For the next few days, the two of them remained in this slightly strange and warm state.
Gu Weimian repeatedly suspected that she was in an illusion and that everything she was experiencing was not real at all. She also suspected that Ao Qijun was suddenly so nice to her because he wanted to help her with her soul-stirring before her death and alleviate her resentment for being killed.
No matter what the reason was, Ao Qijun was really good to her, even to the point of being very caring.
Time flies, and 7 days have passed.
Although the food was not very good, during these 7 days, except for the first few days when he was worried about when his fingers would be cut off, Gu Weimian ate and slept all the time in the next few days. He felt at ease and had no burden. He even gained some weight.
Sometimes she couldn't help but think that if her body was found like this, it would be even more difficult to explain.
Ao Qijun spent most of his time staring at her. There were only two or three hours in a day when he would tie her up and take a nap himself.
What's strange is that even though he sleeps so little every day, his mental state is indeed getting better and better. There is a dazzling light in his eyes, and his pale face is gradually becoming rosy.