Chapter 3 He is not worthy of my crying

"Shu Yao!" He Zihan hurriedly ran over and pushed Gu Qingjun away.

Gu Qingjun's body fell backwards suddenly, her calves slammed on the flower bed, and she frowned in pain and couldn't help but grit her teeth.

He Zihan hugged Gu Shuyao, who had fallen to the ground, in his arms, and said distressedly: "Bear with it." ”

Gu Shuyao nodded tearfully, reached out and climbed up He Zihan's neck, nesting in her arms like a kitten, with an indescribable grievance.

Gu Qingjun looked at He Zihan coldly, her eyes were very astringent, but she smiled hard, and her smile was full of mockery.

"I'll look for you in the ward in a moment, and I have something to say to you. He Zihan threw down this sentence and left straight away with Gu Shuyao in his arms.

Gu Qingjun sneered, she slowly sat on the flower bed, reached out and rubbed her calf that had been knocked by the flower bed, raised her head and closed her eyes to force herself not to cry.

In fact, Gu Qingjun had long been aware of the matter between Gu Shuyao and He Zihan, she thought that the five-year relationship between herself and He Zihan could stand the test, but in the end, she found that the five-year relationship still couldn't withstand Gu Shuyao's means.

"I think you should need it now. ”

A faint fragrance wafted into Gu Qingjun's snort, she slowly opened her eyes, and when she saw the man in front of her, a brief shock flashed in her eyes.

Hurriedly got up, but unexpectedly her leg hit the edge of the flower bed again, her eyebrows suddenly frowned, and when she looked down, she saw a white handkerchief in the man's hand.

"How did you end up here. Her face was slightly red, and the man in front of her was the man who took her to the hospital yesterday.

The man didn't answer her question, he frowned slightly, a trace of distress flashed in his dark eyes, he stretched out his handkerchief in front of Gu Qingjun again, and said, "Wipe it." ”

Gu Qingjun reached out and stroked his cheek, without a single tear.

She looked up and smiled: "He doesn't deserve my cry." ”

Obviously, her heart hurt badly, but she still gritted her teeth to bear it, a cold wind blew, and she unconsciously hugged her thin body.

The man quickly took off his suit and draped it on her body, feeling the warmth, Gu Qingcheng's body trembled slightly, but his eyes couldn't help but turn red at this time.

From yesterday to now, when she was embarrassed and needed warmth, it was all given by the man in front of her.

At this time, an old grandmother came out of nowhere and stumbled towards Gu Qingjun.

Gu Qingjun didn't dodge for the first time, but reached out to help the grandmother who almost fell, the grandmother's whole body was in her arms, and she held the grandmother steadily.

The man looked at this scene, and his eyes softened without a trace.

"Are you okay?" Gu Qingjun still held the old grandmother's arm tightly, and it was not until the old grandmother stood firm that she slowly let go of her hand, but her hands were still on the sides of the old grandmother's body, showing a protective posture.

The old grandmother smiled and said to Gu Qingjun: "Girl, thank you, if it weren't for you, I would definitely fall." ”

Then the old grandmother glared fiercely at the man standing next to Gu Qingjun, and said, "Look at this little conscienceless person, his grandmother is about to fall, and he didn't even move." ”

Gu Qingjun didn't expect that the old grandmother turned out to be the man's grandmother.

Cen Jingyu's eyes were deeply helpless, and he smiled and said to Zhao Xiaolan: "Grandma, I was wrong. ”

In fact, Cen Jingyu had long seen that her grandmother was deliberate, even if no one reached out to help her, she would never fall.

To his surprise, Gu Qingjun didn't dodge the moment his grandmother rushed out, but stepped forward and held his grandmother steadily.

Zhao Xiaolan rolled her eyes at Cen Jingyu greatly, reached out to take Gu Qingjun's hand, and said with a smile: "Girl, what's your name?"

Cen Jingyu's gaze also fell on Gu Qingjun's face, as if waiting for her answer.