Bestow Me a Love Like Wind

Gu Qingqing's eyes flickered. She was leaning against the wall with her arms folded, pinching the palms under her arms, pinching the soft flesh inside her arms. It seems that only this kind of intense pain can conceal her shaking heart!

"Oh, I see. Anything else?" She clenched her fist tightly. When she said this, her voice trembled a little. No, not just the sound. If she wasn't leaning against the wall, she might even have a body. If you can't support it, you will fall to the ground!

As soon as Gu Qingqing said these words, Leng Sicheng's eyes sharpened suddenly, and his eyes were staring at Gu Qingqing. His body tightened, and even the hands in his pockets tightened as if he was using them. The strength of the whole body stared at Gu Qingqing, who was "talking and laughing", wishing to see her out of a hole!

"Oh, got it, any more?" How could she say so relaxed, so calm, so natural, so...let him break!

"Gu Qingqing, you're really good, good..." Before leaving, he took a deep look at Gu Qingqing, his fist in his pocket rose and fell several times, resisting the anger of strangling her, and hurriedly pushed away. Stopped her, then, turned around and went downstairs!

Gu Qingqing was pushed away, and her whole body slipped to the ground along the wall, as if she had completely exhausted her strength. She was sitting at the top of the stairs on the second floor, and kept hearing his footsteps rushing to the entrance, like kicking something down, and rushing outside the house all the way, then the car started, the tires rubbed against the ground, and the motor roared. Drifting away, disappearing on the mountain road...

After a long time, Gu Qingqing stood up on the wall, and walked down the stairs step by step until she reached the entrance. She saw that the thing he kicked was the shopping bag she bought.

In the shopping bag, there was also the shaving cream she bought for him—the brand he used to use every day. Just this small tube of imported shaving cream cost almost half of the things she bought.

Hearing the movement, the little nanny ran out wearing clothes, and saw Gu Qingqing sitting alone on the hallway with this shaving cream in his hand. The whole figure was like a sculpture, motionless.

She was a little worried: "Ma'am, what's wrong with you...?"

"Oh, it's okay." She threw the shaving cream into the trash can, stood up slowly against the wall, reached out her hand and patted the dust under her pants, and her face was calm--or it would be more appropriate to take her face like gray ashes. Picked up this bag of shopping bags, turned and walked towards the stairs.

"Madam, are you really okay?" The little nanny was also a little worried when she saw Gu Qingqing's appearance.

This time, Gu Qingqing didn't have the energy to answer her, and went back like a ghost.

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Gu Qingqing slept very restlessly.

The dream was strange, many things, many fragmented fragments, like a white horse passing through a gap, all of a sudden drifted into her mind.

When she was suffocating and suffering the most, a breeze passed by, like the withered leaves in the desert smelling the moisture of rain and dew, and stretched a lot at once.

Is he here? No, how could he come back? Didn't he go to accompany his female companion? Doesn't he... don't want her to come near? Do you even disdain to touch her?

In her dream, she laughed at herself, but in reality, Lengscheng really stood by her side, looking at her slightly frowning face, with some worry in her eyes, and some unspeakable affection, staring at her for a moment. !