Today, the hostess, has she lost her studies?

Chapter 324 Don’t Bully My Young Master (45)

In fact, even if he didn't say anything, Zhuqing would know who he was waiting for.

Originally, Gu Shu felt sorry for him living in such a dilapidated courtyard, so he proposed to let him move to another better place.

But he declined, saying only that he liked it here.

It's just, what's there to like?
Zhuqing could faintly feel that he just wanted to stay here and wait for that one quietly.

I'm afraid she won't find him when she comes back, so I don't leave, I want to keep him.

Zhuqing scratched her head, walked over, her voice became softer,

"My lord, it's hot outside, why don't you go back to the house to avoid the heat?"

Although there are trees for shade, the poisonous sun in the afternoon will still kill people if exposed to the sun for a long time.

The snow-clothed man in the wheelchair shook his head gently.

The slightly cool hand covers the leg, extremely peaceful,
"I'm not hot, sit for a while.

The itchy sun shines on the yard, passing on the heat continuously.

The light reflected on his snow-white face, as if touching ice jade, even the temperature dropped a little unconsciously,

Beautiful dark eyes, staring fixedly not far away,
Occasionally, when the eyes are sour, I blink slowly.

Didn't care about the newly healed eye at all.

"." Zhuqing stopped talking.

I probably know, but persuasion is useless.

He turned his head and looked at the closed courtyard door together.

Quiet and silent.

after awhile,

He only heard Zhuqing's slightly hesitant voice, with some tentativeness,

"My lord, is Sister Yun coming back today?"

Half a month ago,

She suddenly disappeared and took some sets of clothes with her.

But the son didn't respond, he just said lightly - he will be back in half a month.

but now.
Today is the last day, half a month will pass soon,
She hasn't shown up yet.
Gu Zisu's long eyelashes trembled, he stared at the door without saying a word.

The profile of the face reflecting the sun is clear, smooth and perfect.

He sat quietly, with his hands slightly curled up, but he didn't show any emotion.

It's just that the thin and straight shoulders seem to be a little tight.

He didn't answer, as if he didn't hear his question.

Zhuqing didn't dare to ask again, she stood silently and closed her mouth.

Maybe
Even son, you are not sure, right?
The two sat and stood under the eaves, waiting slowly.

Maybe,

Will be able to wait soon.

Time always goes by fast without knowing it.

When night falls,
The stars in the sky quietly popped up, twinkling little by little, clearly visible in the night sky.

The trees in the yard did not know when, cicadas had entered their nests,

As the sun disappeared into the sky, a bright moon hung high in the sky, and crickets chirped loudly in the trees,

One sound, tireless.

In summer, the evening breeze is always comfortable,
Especially on clear nights when there is no rain and the cool wind blows, the bamboo leaves at the corner of the wall are blown softly,

The flowers and plants on the ground are fluttering, and the sound of crickets is constantly ringing,
The comfortable breeze blew slowly, blowing to the snow-white figure in the corridor, pulling the blue hair back a bit.

The door of the courtyard has never been pushed open, and no one has come here.

He sat quietly for a long time, his fists had already been clenched under the wide sleeves.

Clenched tightly, the joints turned white, and the blood was almost gone.

The dark and beautiful eyeballs are bloodshot from looking at the sun for a long time,
Tiny reds glowed from under the whites of the eyes, and even soaked into the pitch-black pupils.

He pursed his lips tightly and remained motionless.
Like a block of wood, able to sit all the time, with tight shoulders.

(End of this chapter)