Chapter Seventy-Three: Dare to Love
He asked for her again, and he wanted her completely.
So much so that she didn't sit up from bed until the next morning, and when she got up, she found that her clothes had been changed, even the sheets.
"Mrs. Gu, this is what Mr. Gu ordered."
The nurse was a girl of her age, and when she spoke to her, she still had an unfading flush on her face
yes, how can a girl of her age be her so big and roll the sheets in the hospital with a man when she is sick.
She shrunk her neck, the neckline of the patient's clothes was low, and the eye-catching marks on her neck made her extremely uncomfortable.
"You don't have to clean up, just put those clothes there." Now she just wants the nurse to get out of the way.
The nurse took out the clothes from the wardrobe without hurry, and in the neat room box, he looked up at Mu Yiyue when the clothes in his hand were all put away:
"Mr. Gu said, I'll pick you up from the hospital today."
"What? Discharged today? But I haven't recovered yet. "She didn't want to return to Gu Chenye's control so early.
In this way
The hand couldn't help touching the cheek blocked by the sideburns again.
I saw the nurse, forced to blush, comparable to a monkey's buttocks, and his big eyes wandered, unable to find his whereabouts.
Settled, held his breath, clenched his hands into fists, and whispered: "Mr. Gu said, Mrs. Gu, you said you"
"What?"
"Say you" glanced at Mu Yiyue a little scared, and didn't look at her at all, "Mr. Gu said that Mrs. Gu responded very much yesterday, and the injury must be healed!" ”
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It's very strange, when she saw Gu Chenye's angry appearance yesterday, she began to wonder if he cared about the child in her belly
You can tie a rope to Gu Chenye.
Just like that, there is no inexplicable sense of loss!
A shudder, how could she have such thoughts now?
I can't help but ask myself, what kind of person is she when her memory is complete?
Gu Chenye came to pick her up in an extremely high-profile manner, followed by a large number of reporters, high cameras and shutters, not letting go of every moment between her and Gu Chenye, the dazzling flashes came one after another, Gu Chenye grabbed her hand tighter and tighter, and looked up to usher in his relieved smile.
"It's fine."
This subtle action made the reporters crazy again.
"May I ask Mr. Gu, do you really love Mrs. Gu?"
"Mrs. Gu, do you think you are happy?"
"Mrs. Gu, what's going on with your accident this time, is your face caused by that explosion? Do you care about how you look? Do you feel that you are not worthy of Mr. Gu? ”
For a while, the topic all turned to the gas explosion, Mu Yiyue's head was lowered lower and lower, and her loose hair gradually covered her entire face.
Gu Chenye looked at her like this, like a child who had done something wrong, and avoided those questions with his head down, his little hand gradually pinching tighter in his palm.
Gently, gently open her clenched fists, gentlely. Then with a wave of his big hand, he hugged her into his arms and buried her little face deep in his chest.
There was no longer the smile on his face, his voice was getting quieter, and even the flash was becoming less and less.
"My family's Yue doesn't like your questions very much."
The inexplicable aura is different from the usual gentle Gu Chenye, and the deep eyes are like a black hole sucking you in, and there will be no return.
"Would you like to give me a moment?"
Soon, the aisle that was originally crowded with people soon vacated a road, and Gu Chenye was like a king holding Mu Yiyue, so he kept it in the car.
"Gu Chenye"
"Huh?"
"I think I'm in love with you."
Sometimes, it is because we know the end that we love so hard, but no one can say whether those pains are to leave a memorial for youth, or to fulfill their tragic ideals of love.
And Mu Yiyue can slowly think of her ending, the two-month appointment is not far away, but it is not close at hand, what the ending is is not so important to her, she just wants to be in the near future, if she can still live, she wants to have a youth that can be recalled in the afternoon sunshine - called zuo-ai love.