Chapter 612: Migraine

The phone shook again, it was a photo, it was a photo of Gu Xiao in high school, the group photo was enlarged, and it could be clearly seen that Gu Xiao and him were ...... Looks alike.

The caption is [Gu Xiao he...... It's your father's illegitimate son outside]

The sender was his bodyguard Qin Bei.

Yes, after Wen Qiao, he asked Qin Bei to investigate Gu Xiao, and he always felt that it was not a good thing for Gu Xiao to be around Wen Qiao.

But I didn't expect it......

Such a piece of news, caught off guard, actually made his mind chaotic, his breath was stagnant, the noisy stereo surround sound in the movie theater seemed to become illusory, his ears were buzzing, his hand was loose, loose and grasped, he couldn't think about those two lines.

Wen Qiao keenly sensed that the emotions of the people around him were wrong, turned his head to look at him, and whispered, "Your hands are numb." ”

Fu Nanli smiled reluctantly, "Watch a movie." ”

Wen Qiao's eyes were focused on the big screen, but Fu Nanli's mind was chaotic.

Father cheating?

His first reaction was disbelief.

Father is a gentle and jade person, with a good temper, and a good relationship with his mother, at least in front of him, the two seem to be very affectionate.

He didn't believe that such a father would cheat.

But Gu Xiao's face that is exactly the same as him is the most powerful evidence of his father's cheating, otherwise how could there be two people in the world who look so similar?

The movie screening time was an hour and a half, the movie ended, the lights in the hall came on, Wen Qiao stood up and stretched, turned his head, and saw Fu Nanli sitting there with a pale face, her expression was a little strange, she stretched out her hand and shook it in front of his eyes, "It's over, let's go." ”

Fu Nanli stood up at this time, and Wen Qiao took his arm and walked along the crowd to the safety exit.

"Isn't it too stuffy in here, you're not used to it?"

Fu Nanli reluctantly pulled the corners of his mouth and replied lightly, "Well, it's a little stuffy." ”

Wen Qiao entered the elevator with him, the car stopped at B2, the elevator was a little crowded, Wen Qiao saw that he still looked bad, and the words were stuck in his throat for a while.

Until the car left the mall for a while, the car left a crack, the autumn evening breeze poured into the car, neon slowly retreated outside the car window, Wen Qiao saw Fu Nanli's face was pale, and felt that something was wrong, "What's wrong with you?" ”

The person next to him looked at him and smiled, "It's okay." ”

Wen Qiao frowned: "Is it really okay?" ”

Fu Nanli shook her hand, "It's just a little headache." ”

Wen Qiao thought that some people with migraines were prone to illness after being bored in a closed place for a long time, so he apologized: "I shouldn't have taken you to watch a movie." ”

"It's fine."

When he arrived at Fu Nanli's apartment, Wen Qiao made him a glass of lemonade and turned out the medicine box, "Do you have a bad headache?" Should I take a painkiller? ”

Seeing Fu Nanli standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling window with a water glass, she didn't know why, she felt that his back had an indescribable sense of loneliness and desolation.

She walked over with painkillers, "Do you want to take medicine?" ”

Fu Nanli did have a migraine, and this disease was not cured, his temples twitched and throbbed, and the pain in his heart made his whole person a little depressed.

Wen Qiao peeled off a capsule and put it in his palm, Fu Nanli took the medicine and continued to stand there.

Wen Qiao sat on the arm of the sofa and shook his legs slightly, he was extremely depressed, in that case, could she still speak? Isn't it time to take a break?

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