Wait for the wind, wait for you, wait for your return

Chapter 158 Don't Cry

The wind on the rooftop was a bit strong, but even so, it didn't mess up Gu Yiye's meticulously combed hairstyle, giving people the feeling of oppression and strength.

He put his hands in his pockets unrestrainedly, half leaning against the fence, like a male protagonist in a cartoon, handsome and charming, attracting everyone's attention.

At this time, An Zhiruo was very embarrassed.

Her hair was disheveled, her snow-white shirt was full of blood stains, and the corners of her clothes rattled when the wind blew, making her body even thinner and weaker.

Gu Yiye frowned deeply, and there was a slight distress hidden in his black eyes. He slowly withdrew his hand and looked at her, "Come here."

An Zhiruo walked up to him slowly, and Gu Yiye circled her body, probably because he forgot about the injury on her waist, and because he was too anxious...

When the strong wrist strangled her wound, An Zhiruo couldn't help but frown, wrinkled his facial features slightly in pain, and let out a low voice, "It hurts..."

Gu Yiye's brows could not help but frowned slightly, and there was a trace of nervousness in his eyes, "Your old injury has recurred?"

An Zhiruo took a step back tensely, "Maybe I pulled it too hard today, it's...it's okay."

The look in Gu Yiye's eyes made her a little nervous, and her tongue started to get knotted.

After she finished explaining, he didn't make a sound, he pulled her wrist directly into his arms, leaned down, lifted the corner of her shirt, and looked at the reddish wound on her waist.

The gloom in his eyes was even worse.

"I'll have someone do an inspection for you."

There was no denying in his tone.

An Zhiruo pressed his wrist nervously, and looked at him with pleading eyes: "Master Gu, it's okay. It's really okay, as long as the wound isn't torn."

"An Zhiruo!"

Gu Yiye cursed heavily in her ear, "Do you want to kill yourself?"

An Zhiruo was stunned, her cherry lips trembled slightly, "No... no, I..."

She didn't know what to say about it, it came so unexpectedly.Now her heart is very uncomfortable, as if she is in an ice cellar. He is so aggressive that she has nowhere to rest.

For some reason, in front of Gu Yiye, all her strong defenses collapsed one by one, and a sense of grievance surged up, completely swallowing her whole body.

Suddenly weeping.

Gu Yiye originally felt sorry for her injury, but now seeing her crying so wronged, his heart became even more clumsy, with a serious face, he ordered in a low voice: "Don't cry!"

who knows.

The more he was like this, An Zhiruo cried louder.

Gu Yiye's heart sank, he didn't know what to do.

The fire in his heart was extinguished by her tears in an instant, and in the next second, he put his arms around her body in his arms, letting her lean on his broad shoulders to vent her emotions wantonly.

Leaning on his shoulder, he felt an unprecedented sense of security, but tears kept pouring out like a flood that burst a bank.

"I don't know...how...what to do...uh..."

"Xiaoya... she... she is only eighteen... she will... end... barren... oh... what to do... what to do?"

An Zhiruo held Gu Yiye's flat suit tightly, his body trembling slightly.

It was the first time that Gu Yiye hugged a woman, and let her cry in his arms so emotionally broken, he hugged her lightly at a loss, and could only pat her on the shoulder comfortingly.

Let her vent all her emotions.

Maybe cry.

The mood will be better.

An Zhiruo didn't know how long she had been crying. When she regained her composure, she only saw Gu Yiye's suit covered in tears and snot.

This is not the first time.

This is the second time!
An Zhiruo never thought that he would ruin his suit again.

(End of this chapter)