He smashed down sentence by sentence, and Feng Gu Qiao felt that he couldn't breathe.

Especially his last sentence, Feng Gu Qiao was shocked beyond measure, she looked at him, and a thousand words seemed to be choked in her throat.

She never thought he had any other thoughts on her.

They grew up together since childhood, but they also knew each other's identity since they were children, everyone knew that she was going to marry Wu Yanjue when she grew up, and her future would definitely be tied to Wu Yanjue, she never thought that Gu Yuan would like her, and she liked it so Shen and so decisively.

In addition to having a relationship with Wu Yanjue, the most important point is that Bian Yisheng always dislikes to say that she and Gu Yuan's smell are similar.

Bian Yisheng said that she and Gu Yuan both had the strength to go to the end one by one, and not to hit the south wall and not look back.

is not afraid of heaven and earth, and even the trouble is carried with a sense of paranoia, which makes people hate itchy.

Although she didn't care about Bian Yisheng's comment, she couldn't help but feel that there might not be a second person in the world who was so similar to her, so just like this time he was inexplicably estranged, she didn't pay much attention to it.

She didn't think there would be any major problems between them, let alone break up.

At least before today, she never thought about it.

Feng Gu Qiao is very confused now, this confession shocked her heart, she didn't know what kind of attitude to face Gu Yuan, who was defined by her as a relative since she was a child, and put it between the two of them, slowly steaming with a steady stream of heat, gradually blurring the outline of the young man in front of her.

He didn't speak, just stared at her faintly, and the atmosphere was so oppressive that she couldn't breathe.

"If I were you, I would do the same, my brother is right, we are the same kind of people." Feng Gu Qiao finally spoke, his voice slightly tired and desolate.

He is paranoid about his feelings the same as her, the difference is that she forced Wu Yanjue, and he forced her.

Once such a person is ruthless, even if he likes it, he can do it in two, be ruthless to others, and be even more ruthless to himself.

"Gu Qiao......"

He called her name in a low voice, but there were too many thousand words in just two words, and finally these words turned into a faint sigh, Gu Yuan looked at her deeply, and then turned around and left without looking back.

I only felt that the heat of the noodle soup was almost filling her eyes, Feng Gu Qiao's eyes were slightly red, and she endured the sourness in her eyes and forced herself to look away.

They didn't say goodbye, not even a superfluous word.

Gu Yuan was resolute and clean, he hated it so much, even if he knew that if he took this step, the love between them would immediately deteriorate, he still did it.

He knew her too well.

So did she.

On the way back, she was confused, it was completely dark, she walked on the winding asphalt road from the villa, several dim street lamps were lit around, the fluorescent lights resisted stubbornly in the dark, faintly as if they were about to be swallowed up by the night, the shadow on the ground was pulled by the lights, and Feng Gu Qiao's mind was full of the last glance that Gu Yuan looked at her.

That look was too heavy.

She still has a panic in her chest.

When she returned home, she suppressed many emotions in her heart, hastily coped with the servant's greeting, Feng Guqiao didn't even eat, and hugged the quilt in the house in a daze.

There was a knock on the door, and Feng Gu Qiao didn't even lift her eyelids, and she didn't move until the doorknob was unscrewed.

Wu Yanjue put the dinner plate on the small table in the room, glanced at Feng Gu Qiao, who was lying on the bed, and his voice sounded faintly: "An'an, eat." ”