Chapter Fifty-Eight: Unknown Feelings

"For Me"

Gu Chenye died because of her?

He Qing suddenly lost control of her emotions, stepped forward and grabbed her hair, and roared fiercely:

"Mu Yiyue, is there anything I'm sorry for Brother Chen? You collaborated with others to frame your husband, and you are still not human. ”

Due to the violent impact of the head, the walls made a "boom" sound, but Mu Yiyue was like a soulless puppet, she was still immersed in the news of Gu Chenye's death and couldn't extricate herself.

She didn't let Xu Haotian kill Gu Chenye, she just told him that she had figured it out and wanted to escape from Gu Chenye.

"He Qing, you're crazy, let go!"

Gu Yuan and Zhong Zishang broke into the door, and as soon as they came in, what they saw was He Qing grabbing Mu Yiyue's hair like crazy and slamming it the wall, and the smashed wall was already stained with blood.

Gu Yuan hurriedly went up and pushed He Qing away, and said angrily: "He Qing, you are going to accept your fate, right, what did my brother tell you!" ”

Mu Yiyue curled up, her hair was so messy that it covered her face, and the hair on her forehead was stained with blood and looked sticky, but she muttered quietly in her mouth, and in her whisper, she could only hear the merging sound between her lips.

couldn't bear to pull her hair away and comb it to the back of her head, when she saw the blurred flesh and blood on her forehead, Gu Yuan covered her mouth in horror, with such a degree of injury, Mu Yiyue didn't shed a single tear.

Turning his head, he stared at He Qing with his hands around his chest as if watching a play.

"What are you glaring at me, I didn't come as I was told, is she stupid, she won't hurt when she bleeds."

He Qing blinked innocently, as if Mu Yiyue would stop if she screamed in pain.

"My brother is dead, do you mean making such a fuss?" Although she yelled at He Qing, it was obvious that she had been sweeping Mu Yiyue's changes.

"It's not me, it's not me!" Mu Yiyue finally reacted, vigorously pushed away Gu Yuan in front of her, held her head in her hands, and screamed heartbreakingly, "I didn't let that person kill Gu Chenye!" I didn't! I didn't, I didn't, I didn't."

Zhong Zishang, who was about to apply to Fumu Yiyue, froze his hand in mid-air.

It was really her who teamed up with Xu Haotian to frame Gu Shao!

Zhong Zishang resolutely withdrew his hand and no longer looked at the embarrassed woman on the ground.

All the trust in Mu Yiyue before was finally destroyed.

The branches of the sycamore tree had grown to the height of the third floor, and there were no bright spots from Gu Chenye's room on the second floor.

Only, the sound of the leaves is unusually harmonious.

The harmonious world was silent.

"Does it matter?"

A pleasant voice, suppressing emotions.

Raising his head sluggishly, a few people in the house just now didn't know when they had left, and Gu Chenye didn't know when Lu Dao had already stood in front of him, so he squatted and looked up at Gu Chenye with the sun, still handsome as before.

Laughed stupidly.

"Are you coming to pick me up?"

The cloak was scattered, there were dried blood stains on his forehead, and his clothes were crumpled by He Qing.

Now she looked at him with a wistful look, as if she had become a Buddha on the ground and was carefree.

"Mu Yiyue, listen up!" Learn Mu Yiyue to sit on the ground, pity her to help her hold the long hair of her sideburns, then pinch her chin, smile and say, "I'm not dead." ”

"Not dead? Zishang said that you have been shot several times, how can you not die? He shook his head stupidly and denied Gu Chenye's words.

Seeing that she didn't believe it, Gu Chenye grabbed her hand with both hands, slowly moved to his face, and chuckled: "Pinch and see?"

Mu Yiyue really pinched hard, one after another, Gu Chenye did not refuse, and let Mu Yiyue pinch until the cheeks of her originally white face were flushed.

"You're not dead, there's blood, you're not dead! Gu Chenye, you really didn't die! ”

Mu Yiyue giggled with tears, and Gu Chenye's eyes flashed with a trace of doubt, and he stretched out his big hand to take her into his arms.

"Yes, I'm not dead."

didn't die, Mu Yiyue, are you very disappointed.

When he saw He Qing treating her so roughly on the bed just now, Gu Chenye skipped a trace of unknown feelings in his heart, and when he saw her being beaten, he didn't want to stop her, and he could even say that he didn't feel it at all.

But he could still hold her gently, and then tell her softly that he was not dead.

This is the trace of emotion that passed through the bottom of my heart at that moment.

"I'm sorry I didn't die."

The person who was clearly in his arms froze his back when he heard this.

"Gu Chenye"

"It's okay, you will always be good if I live, this is my promise Gu Chenye made to you."

At that time, Mu Yiyue didn't understand the meaning of this sentence well, and when Gu Chenye was about to die with her, she was scared, she timidly pushed Gu Chenye away, accusing him of being selfish and domineering.

But that's just for later