"Gu Yuan, Hengyuan Department Store, from nine o'clock to now, everyone's mobile phone video pictures, as well as shopping mall monitoring, help me delete all about me."

Gu Yuan didn't ask her what was wrong, he raised his hand and quickly tapped on the keyboard, and in an instant, all the electronic devices located near the mall were implanted, and the mandatory unified deletion was carried out quickly.

At the same time, the people who were about to send the video to the circle of friends exclaimed that they found that the saved video had disappeared out of thin air, and they couldn't help but wonder, and when they saw their companions who also looked puzzled and surprised to send to the circle of friends, after asking each other, they suddenly realized and sighed in their hearts, the means of this rich and noble lady are really not comparable to ordinary people.

When Gu Yuan said that he was okay, Feng Gu Qiao breathed a sigh of relief, thinking of his injury, "How is your injury?" ”

"It's okay, it'll be fine in a few days." Gu Yuan put aside the computer and leaned back on the bed, "Why did you go to the mall when you didn't attend the party at school at Christmas?" ”

Feng Gu Qiao got into the taxi, looked at the brightly lit shopping mall that was about to disappear from sight, and sighed lightly, "Gu Yuan, what do you think of your brother to me?" ”

"What's wrong with you?" Gu Yuan was keenly aware of Feng Gu Qiao's abnormality, "How do you mention him?" ”

"I just want to, he didn't even have a phone call at Christmas, so he was affectionate." Feng Gu Qiao changed his tone, and when he talked about this, he couldn't help but complain.

"Don't worry, when he comes back, he will definitely make it up to you, I haven't heard of him missing your gift every time during the New Year's holidays."

Gu Yuan sneered, comforted him casually, didn't want to discuss things about Wu Yanjue, and hung up the phone after saying a few more words casually.

In the dark room with no fingers, only the computer interface was lit with shallow fluorescence, and when he took the notebook that was aside, the shallow light reflected Gu Yuan's delicate and pale outline, which looked gloomy and depressing.

He clicked on the saved video and pressed play.

The camera was focused on the person in the center of the stage, and in the noise, he heard Feng Gu Qiao open her mouth on the stage, her voice was soft, with a sense of firmness.

Gu Yuan looked at the screen and listened carefully.

When the empty confession sounded through the audio, Gu Yuan's eyes were shocked, and his chest was like a suffocating feeling of suffocation, which made him have nowhere to hide, his chest was stuffy and painful, he stared at the faint and bright screen tightly, and did not blink.

In the end, her lingering obscure confessions turned into thin and invisible silver needles, piercing through the screen, piercing into his flesh and blood, and fiercely embedded in his bones.

He saw the changes in her at this stage, it seemed that he had guessed correctly, she did have a heart for Wu Yanjue.

Maybe even she didn't realize it, but when she spoke inadvertently, she mentioned Wu Yanjue more and more times, and her eyes became brighter and brighter every time.

Gu Yuan closed the computer, the only light source in the room disappeared, and the darkness completely enveloped and engulfed the surroundings, and together with his heart, he fell into the endless dark abyss.

At this end, Feng Gu Qiao, who had done something amazing, returned home, and watched the clock point to twelve o'clock little by little, but the mobile phone was quiet and did not even push news, not to mention Wu Yanjue, who she was waiting for.

Lying on the bed, Feng Guqiao bit his nails and stared at the mobile phone screen that had darkened for an unknown number of degrees, and his face finally sank inch by inch.

"If you don't call me, can't I call you yet......" Feng Gu picked up his mobile phone angrily and dialed Wu Yanjue's number.

After a long beep, the phone was picked up, and a light and indifferent voice sounded: "An An." ”

"Merry Christmas." Feng Gu Qiao said that he was aggrieved.

"Hmm."

"What are you doing?"

"Work." The two short words that are cold are nothing else.

Feng Gu Qiao raised his hand and unconsciously touched his earlobe, and lay on his back on the bed, "Wu Yanjue, I miss you, how long will it take to come back?" ”