The Reborn Scholar Wants To Counterattack
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Han Qiming, who had just walked to the door of the room, opened his mouth and rolled his eyes weakly. Lin Zhiyun glanced at the door of the room where Huo Yan and Gu Weiman were, and then glanced at the door of the room where Han Qiming was. Gu Weimian grabbed Huo Yan's hand, his scarlet eyes flashing with extreme tension: "No!" She didn't have enough strength to take the notebook back, so she could only stand up from her seat and hold the notebook tightly with both hands.
Either he's dead, or he's crazy.
Lin Zhiyun had no choice but to take out the room card and open the door for Huo Yan.
The man went in alone and “Bang!”
He closed the door of the room directly from the inside.
Han Qiming, who had just walked to the door of the room, opened his mouth and rolled his eyes weakly.
He doesn’t care if Huo Yan dies!
He will know he is wrong when he gets into trouble!
Thinking of this, he went straight back to the room next door where the three of them were staying. This matter had lasted the entire night and he was almost dead tired, so he decided to take a nap first.
Lin Zhiyun glanced at the door of the room where Huo Yan and Gu Weiman were, and then glanced at the door of the room where Han Qiming was.
Have they all forgotten him?
So embarrassing…
He called the hotel's customer service and asked them to help open another room.
…
In the dark room, Huo Yan looked at Gu Weimian sitting at the desk with his back to him, motionless, and his throat became dry.
He pushed his wheelchair forward, his deep phoenix eyes had become darker than ever.
Cold and crazy.
"Unhappy?" His voice was cold, not a comforting tone.
Gu Weimian seemed not to have heard the man's words and sat motionless at the table.
Huo Yan's face was sullen, and the restlessness in his eyes gradually turned into a crazy possessiveness. He raised his hand and grabbed the chair from behind, and turned Gu Weimian who was sitting on the chair over from the desk: "Why aren't you talking..."
Before he could finish the word "sentence", Gu Weimian's face appeared in front of the man's face.
He was suddenly stunned.
Gu Weimian finally realized that there was someone else in the room, and raised his hands to cover his eyes.
But his hand was pulled down by Huo Yan.
The girl's face was covered with tears, her eyes were red, and tears kept falling from her eyes.
Huo Yan was shocked. This was the first time he saw Gu Weimian crying so uncontrollably and so vulnerable.
I almost want to pour out all the sufferings in my life.
He looked at Gu Weimian's collar. Tears kept rolling down her cheeks and finally disappeared into the collar of her sweater.
He raised his hand and touched it. It was completely wet and icy cold.
Huo Yan's heart was about to break, and his voice and eyes were full of anger, "You just cried in your room for an hour?!"
Has Gu Weimian been in this state for this hour?
If he didn't come in, was Gu Weimian going to keep crying like this until she went blind? !
Gu Weimian closed his eyes and said intermittently, "Let me be alone for a while."
"And continue crying?" The man's eyes were sharp, almost piercing through Gu Weiman's eyes.
Gu Weiman remained silent.
The man did not force it. He just picked up the book on the desk, grasped the title page with his slender fingers, and was about to tear off the page.
Gu Weimian grabbed Huo Yan's hand, his scarlet eyes flashing with extreme tension: "No!"
She didn't have enough strength to take the notebook back, so she could only stand up from her seat and hold the notebook tightly with both hands.
"Huo Yan! Give it back to me!" He looked nervous and crazy, like a little beast that was forced into a desperate situation.
"I'll return it to you if you stop crying!" He really regretted it. The measures he took this time were too radical and he had too little information in his hands.
He didn't know what had irritated Gu Weiman with such a short and ordinary sentence, and he didn't know how to solve the problem.