That night, Ye Qingli was lying on the bed, looking at the bright and perfect moon, she didn't close the bamboo window, so the breeze came in and blew her hair.

Tickled her heart.

She tilted her head, found a comfortable position, and just looked at the moon fixedly, but there was no moon in her eyes.

Her eyes are very lazy, no condensation, trance, revealing some vague colors, in this world, it has been a long time, if it weren't for Ye Gu, she couldn't find a trace of home, but even if it was Ye Gu, she couldn't always accompany her, without his time, it was still lonely.

Although, things are no different, the worst, but back to the beginning, since the age of 15, she gradually got used to this kind of life, and also learned to find a little comfort in the busy day after day endless work, what she is doing has always been what she loves.

She thought of the medical classics and pharmacology books in the sky, how many years and how many springs and autumns these boring things that ordinary people looked at were with her, and the emotional sustenance was nothing more than that.

Her soul went in and devoured the air, took out a book, leaned against the window, and read it slowly, she would know all this, and the content she saw was extremely familiar, she rubbed the rough texture, rustling and sounding, as if it was encrypted whispering, and she had some strange peace of mind, all of which seemed to have not changed.

She was still the night before she left at the age of 15, holding the child with a pharmacology book in tears, and for many years to come, these friends who could not speak were her most solid support.

Philosophically speaking, the longer the emotion and time invested in something, the more likely it is that the body and soul will be bound.

Then, if this is the case, it is clear that all these years, what she can hold tightly is not any strong hands by her side, but yellowed and old books, and in the obscurantist daylight, she spends this bitter and reassuring time.

She has no resentment, everything is fate, although most people disdain this word, but it does have the power to crush people.

If it weren't for that person, she wouldn't have entered that factory, but if it weren't for that factory, the modern family would probably have been ruined. Where will she be?

Ho, in the depression of the world.

There is a township, but there is no place to settle.

So, again, she obviously had a choice, but she didn't have a choice, she saw the determined expression of the person opposite, and felt hateful, but she had to admit that his determination was also her inevitable choice.

He said he knew her, he knew a fart! Relying on his two brushes, he works against himself all day long, if it weren't for his abnormal pharmacological talent and pressing him down, he probably is still bullying her now! looks humble and gentlemanly, humble and friendly to others, but makes things difficult for her in every way, but fortunately he left later......

Although it also has a lot to do with her.

She thought about that nasty face, but Gu Zhiqing's face also appeared in her mind, and she didn't hesitate in her heart.

If she can drive here, then everything is possible......

Drowsiness hit, and her hand holding the book fell weakly, and the book fell to the ground, but no one noticed.