Chapter 82: Mystic Totem
Gu Ningyi walked out like a desert before he dared to breathe hard after a long time.
It is indeed a man of two worlds.
She never had the luxury of fitting into anyone's world.
Whether it's from the beginning, or now.
Her life was almost dark, and most of her prayers were too hard to say.
Not daring to let people approach is one of the means to reassure yourself.
She smiled self-deprecatingly, instead of letting people hurt herself, she should take the initiative to hurt others, right?
She is such a cold-blooded and ruthless person in her bones.
In some empty hospitals, Gu Qingrang came out to breathe after Gu Yi's operation, but he didn't expect to see Gu Ningyi leaving in a hurry.
Staring at the figure of the girl leaving, those eyes suddenly turned cold, and there was a touch of disdain on the corner of his mouth.
At the end, he snorted almost coldly, and his expression was extremely arrogant.
Gu Ningyi didn't know about this little episode.
At this time, it was already three o'clock in the morning, there were very few pedestrians on the street, and occasionally a few passers-by were also men, and a girl like Gu Ningyi looked very abrupt on the street.
She knew the problem herself, and thought about it and went to the nearby café that was open 24 hours a day.
"A glass of milk, double sugar, thank you." She paid the bill at the cash register, but her eyes paused as she swept the totemic pattern on the marble tiles next to the cash register.
This pattern seems to be a little strange...... It's more about familiarity.
She must have seen it somewhere.
She subconsciously bit her lower lip, and the memory she used to be proud of became useless at the moment.
The phone hasn't been taken back yet, so she simply took a photo on it: "This pattern is pretty good-looking, I don't seem to have seen it before." She inquired, as if unintentionally.
The cashier's eyes were soft, and she followed her gaze, and then smiled: "Of course you haven't seen it before, this is what the designer in our store only got this afternoon." ”
"Oh." A bad feeling crept over her, and she couldn't tell what was wrong, just a strong feeling as if something wasn't going the way it was.
The panic came so suddenly that her face suddenly turned pale.
She didn't notice that the little sister, who had been soft-eyed, had become unnatural when she saw her expression.
It shouldn't be that person, how can it be so young.
Thinking of this, the posture of the little girl at the front desk became natural again.
With a glass of milk, Gu Ningyi slept on her stomach in the store for three hours, and when the alarm clock rang at half past six, she stretched out and walked out of the café.
It was just as she scurried up that something was wrong.
Weakness in my feet, my brain was a little drowsy, and I even had a nauseous feeling of nausea.
She couldn't help frowning when she threw the coin, and slowly found a place to sit down holding on to the armrest.
Her palms were hot, and she squinted slightly when she touched the cold metal of the car, showing a satisfied expression like a kitten.
I think I have a fever.
Thinking like this, she couldn't help coughing, and said that this body was inevitably too fragile, but it was just a few hours of sleeping in the café, and she actually fell ill.
You know, in the past, she was also the hardest resident singer in the bar, and it was no problem to come down all night.