Gu Xihe nibbled on toast and tasted like chewing wax.

Chew slowly and swallow it in your throat, which is especially difficult to swallow.

She furrowed her eyebrows.

I took a sip of milk from my milk cup.

The corners of his mouth pulled out a faint smile.

Slowly raised his head and looked at Huo Kexuan.

The voice was particularly dry, "I don't need to explain to Teacher Gu, Teacher Gu just suddenly thought of something, it is a particularly bad thing, it has nothing to do with you, you continue to eat, I am a little sleepy and go to the room to sleep, and I will wake up at twelve o'clock." ”

Gu Xihe dragged away the chair.

Slowly shuffling towards the stairs.

The steps are very light, but the head is very heavy.

It seems that if you don't take a good step, you will fall headlong on the floor.

Gu Xihe swallowed a mouthful of saliva.

Push open the door to the room.

Walking in, I was particularly tired and threw myself directly on chuang.

She closed her eyes tightly and buried her cheeks in the thin quilt.

Ultimately.

In fact, she didn't have to panic at all because of Qin Sang's matter.

She would seem vexatious when she asked.

But if you don't ask, it's like a big stone is pressed in your heart.

No matter how much she struggled.

I couldn't move the big rock.

She breathed a sigh of relief tiredly and went directly into the thin quilt, curled up her body in a circle and quietly closed her eyes, trying to control her mind so as not to let herself think about those particularly messy things, and try to let herself think about the good side.

Gu Xihe breathed softly.

Wait until your mood gradually calms down.

She opened her eyes.

Raise your hand and pick up your phone to set an alarm for twelve.

Because there is a flight to be made by Yan Xiang in the evening.

But when she lit up the screen, the page showed several unread text messages.

Looking at the same number as last night.

You don't have to think about it to know that those text messages must have been sent by Zhou Qingqing.

Her fingers trembled and gently swiped across the screen.

The page goes straight into those unread text messages.

When she just met Zhou Qingqing again, Zhou Qingqing had already let herself read those contents.

Gu Xihe's breathing was a little heavy.

Her fingers trembled so badly that she exited the text message page.

Open Baidu.

Enter Qin Sang's name directly on the screen.

There are very few news reports, there are no photos or videos that can be searched, she thinks that the content she searches for should be different from Zhou Qingqing, and the only thing that reports about Qin Sang on the mobile phone screen seems to be the grand funeral when she died.

But because the Qin family was particularly concerned about this matter at that time.

No journalists were left to chance.

There are no photos.

There is only a brief summary that Qin Sang died of ovarian cancer.

Exit those pages and set alarms directly.

When I thought of what Zhou Qingqing said, my heart felt as if a poisonous needle had pierced it.

The pain was so painful that it was hard to suppress.

……

Huo Kexuan looked at Gu Xihe's back as he walked upstairs with some doubts.

She didn't feel like she had said the wrong thing.

But why did Teacher Gu leave with a pale face?

Huo Kexuan retracted his gaze.

Sneakily looked at his uncle, and asked with some doubts, "What's wrong with Teacher Gu?" Uncle...... Could it be that I just said something that made Teacher Gu unhappy that it became like this? Why was Mr. Gu already full of empty eyes when you came back from the supermarket just now? ”

Huo Jincheng closed his eyes slightly.

Put down the milk cup and toast in your hand.

Walk towards the room on the second floor.

The only thing that answered Huo Kexuan was air.

Huo Kexuan was even more puzzled.

Why didn't my uncle go back to his room after eating?

What's going on?

……

Gu Xihe lay quietly on the chuang.

Looking at the ceiling with white flowers open, I wanted to distract myself.

Until you see sour eyes.

The sound of the door being pushed in my ears rang out.

She quickly closed her eyes and buried her cheeks in the thin quilt.

Even the sound of her breathing became smaller.

Huo Jin Cheng walked straight to the chuang, sat on the edge of the chuang, and watched her curled up body tremble in the thin quilt, and even the black hair exposed outside the thin quilt couldn't stop trembling slightly.

Huo Jincheng's hand fell on top of her head.

Fei's thin lips pursed into a sharp line.

"You have something to tell me, don't bury it in your heart."

“……”

Gu Xihe listened to his words.

Clam up.

It's still burying itself in a thin quilt.

"I don't know what Zhou Qingqing told you, what makes you unhappy or makes you feel uncomfortable, if there is anything you want to ask me, you can open your mouth and tell me, I won't complain about you being unreasonable, it's okay to make a little noise, it's just a condiment in the relationship, don't be sulking with me."

“……”

Gu Xihe still didn't speak.

Huo Jin frowned and picked up the thin quilt that covered her cheeks.

Her head was exposed.

She bent her neck and buried her cheeks between her knees.

Actually, he said these things.

She wanted to ask, but think about it.

Qin Sang was just an episode of what he hadn't had time to develop seven years ago.

The relationship was not even confirmed.

How is she going to bring it up?

Huo Jincheng flipped her figure so that her cheeks were facing him.

Look at her tight pursed pale lips.

Pinching her chin and making her pursed lips open, "Isn't it uncomfortable to sulk?" You should know something about Qin Sang, right? If you want to know something, just ask directly, I will tell you everything you want to know, what can make you panic in Qin Sang's heart? Those are in the past. ”

“……”

Gu Xihe blinked.

I didn't expect to mention it to him.

Huo Jincheng brought up those things himself.

Gu Xihe wrinkled his eyebrows slightly, "But Zhou Qingqing told me that I was just Qin Sang's stand-in." ”

"She said that there are many places in my voice that are very similar to Qin Sang."

"You just think of me as Qin Sang's shadow."

"She'......"

Gu Xihe's words were not finished yet.

Huo Jincheng scooped her up directly and hugged her into his arms.

Kissing her lightly on the top of her head, "You're not anyone's stand-in, I just told you." ”

"You're just you, you're just Gu Xihe."

“……”

Speaking of which.

Gu Xihe cried a little unhappily.

Tears welled up in his eyes.

She felt uncomfortable when she thought of what Zhou Qingqing said, Zhou Qingqing said that she would always be a substitute, Yan Moshen married her in the past because she was similar to Xie Yuxi in some ways, and now Huo Jincheng is only because of what aspects she is similar to Qin Sang.

That's why Huo Jincheng chose his own.

Zhou Qingqing kept repeating that he was just a stand-in.

Come to think of it.

I couldn't hold back the tears.