The Reborn Scholar Wants To Counterattack
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The scars revealed beneath the calmness in Gu Weiman's eyes almost suffocated Huo Yan. … When Gu Weimian opened his eyes again, he saw Huo Yan sitting beside his bed, looking down at a document. Thinking of how she cried herself to death before falling asleep, she felt a little ashamed.
The scars revealed beneath the calmness in Gu Weiman's eyes almost suffocated Huo Yan.
What on earth had she been through?
The man suppressed the panic in his voice and said softly, "You have a grandfather and a brother..."
And me.
Gu Weimian smiled and said nothing.
But she didn’t have that in her previous life.
At that time, she had nothing.
Huo Yan didn't know all of this.
Huo Yan could only hug the person in his arms tightly.
I couldn't say anything. I could only hold her, forever and ever.
There is only one feeling left in my heart: heartache.
How could he let Gu Weiman fall into such a desperate situation?
What exactly happened at that time?
Who did it...
All these questions lingered wildly in his mind, almost driving him crazy.
I don’t know how long it took, but the girl in my arms was tired of crying and fell into a deep sleep. Even after falling asleep, tears were still flowing from the corners of her eyes.
Huo Yan picked up Gu Weimian and carefully put him on the bed.
As soon as his hand left Gu Weimian, it was suddenly grabbed.
The girl hooked her soft and slender fingers on his, and murmured anxiously: "Teacher... don't leave me."
Huo Yan's body stiffened. Looking at Gu Weimian who was still restless in her sleep, he sighed slightly and stroked Gu Weimian's hair. The seaweed-like long hair entangled his palms and also entangled his heart.
…
When Gu Weimian opened his eyes again, he saw Huo Yan sitting beside his bed, looking down at a document.
She blinked and looked out the window again.
I don’t know how long she slept, but it was already completely dark outside.
She blinked in confusion, and her fragmented memory was suddenly recalled.
Thinking of how she cried herself to death before falling asleep, she felt a little ashamed. She sat up silently, looking down at Huo Yan's face.
All her previous confident and powerful image has probably been almost destroyed in Huo Yan's mind.
Crying like that for such a simple sentence... Men must think they are crazy...
The man held her shoulders and pushed her back to the bed. Then her vision darkened and Gu Weimian felt something cold pressing on her eyes.
"Close your eyes." A man's low, mellow voice came from my ear.
Infinite patience and tenderness.
Gu Weimian moved his lips, then closed his eyes and stopped talking.
A cool feeling kept spreading into her eyes, giving her originally dry and burning eyeballs a moment's respite.
There was a chill on my lips.
"Open your mouth."
Gu Weimian opened his mouth obediently.
A straw-like object poked its head in.
"suck."
Gu Weimian took a sip and then sighed with contentment. It was sour plum soup, which stimulated the appetite and made Gu Weimian, who was almost dehydrated from crying, suddenly feel a little more energetic.
She took a sip and raised her hand to take off the thing on her eyes, but her hand was caught by Huo Yan.
"Stay on for a while longer."
It took the man several minutes to remove the things from Gu Weimian's eyes.
Before Gu Weimian could sit up from the bed, Huo Yan carried her to his wheelchair, sitting face to face with him.
Gu Weimian's body was stiff.
The man seemed unaware of anything. He held Gu Weimian's face and wiped it clean bit by bit with a hot towel.
Gu Weimian's lips moved, "You..."
His voice was hoarse, and for a moment he couldn't even utter normal syllables.
Huo Yan put his fingers on Gu Weimian's lips, not allowing her to speak.
"I will always be here from now on." The man's low voice whispered in her ear.