Because of the relationship between crying too much last night, Gu Mianmian's eyes were swollen.

Her eyes drooped, and she looked at her body at some point.

The body that cried all night was not comfortable.

She sniffled and dragged her tired body out of bed.

Her eyes hurt, a nightmare, the vision in front of her was still blurry, and she had to hold on to the table to barely stand up.

She shook her head, trying to see the room's interior.

Although this bedroom is still hers, there is a small Xiaoice box under the bedside table.

Gu Mianmian squatted down and opened the refrigerator and saw the ice pack inside.

She looked at the ice pack and was slightly stunned, her eyes swept over, and she searched several times but couldn't find anything like a note.

His eyes were still aching, Gu Mianmian hesitated for a long time, picked up an ice pack and put it on his eyes.

She opened the door and walked out of the bedroom, reflexively walking straight to the kitchen.

As expected, the abundance was ready early.

Earlier it was still steaming, and the chef shouldn't have been away for long.

There was no need for any note, just by smelling the fragrance, Gu Mianmian knew whose hand all this came from.

When she was asleep, Lu Zerui came.

The table was full of delicacies, but Gu Mianmian had no appetite.

She has been in need of a vacation during this time.

When "Rainy Day" hit the streets, she thought she was going to rest forever, and comforted herself with this reason over and over again.

Now that "Rainy Day" is popular, she also has a holiday, but this holiday where she can rest makes her happier than the previous one.

There were a variety of delicacies on the table, Gu Mianmian glanced at it, but quickly rushed to the bathroom and retched.

It's too uncomfortable.

Her mobile phone and keys were confiscated by Lu Zerui, and her doors and windows were locked.

Lu Zerui's words last night were not wine talk.

He locked Gu Mianmian up.

Today's Gu Mianmian is like a canary in a cage.

She couldn't go out, and she didn't have any tools to contact people outside.

The breakfast on the table didn't move.

Gu Mianmian stood by the bed in the living room and looked at the outside world.

Summer has not yet passed, and people are still living in a hot and fast world.

There were people coming and going downstairs, and everyone was in a hurry, and they couldn't spare a moment to stay.

Gu Mianmian didn't know what they were busy with.

Maybe some people are struggling to survive, and some people are constantly striving for their ideals.

Either way, she looked at it for a long time, but she didn't see a single person who slowed down and could raise her head to look at her.

She thought that her former self must have been very much like them.

In a hurry, the handful of sand in his hand quietly ran out at some point.

Just like the tears she was shedding now.

She searched the entire apartment and didn't find any notes left by Lu Zerui.

He locked her up, but he didn't come to see her.

It turned out that this was what he said to lock her up.

Locked tightly, locked without freedom.

When he was free, Gu Mianmian had time to think about things that were too complicated.

Her brain was receiving too many messages at once.

It's like a phone that suddenly suffers from too much work over memory.

It's too quiet.

In addition to thinking about those messy things, Gu Mianmian didn't know what she could do.

People who are excessively sad can become philosophers in minutes.

Now looking at the trees outside the window, she thinks she can make a poem.