Drifting Towards You

When Gu Qingyao returned to the hospital to take care of Gu Qingya, she was looking out the window with her knees back facing the door.

The slender back was covered with a large hospital gown, and it was even more empty, with soft hair scattered randomly, which had a slightly different beauty.

Gu Qingyao put the food she bought on the bedside table, and said warmly, "How do you feel today?"

Hearing this, Gu Qingya turned her head to look at her and whispered softly: "I'm fine, sister, let's leave the hospital in the afternoon."

Gu Qingyao was silent for a while, and said slowly: "Okay."

After watching her eat something, Gu Qingyao seriously looked at the younger sister in front of her.

She has been very busy since the death of her parents.

Busy dealing with enemies with a knife hidden in a smile, busy distinguishing the sincerity and hypocrisy of relatives and friends, busy learning everything she is interested in and not interested in, busy protecting the family property so that they will not be on the street.

But it seems that for a long time, they haven't had a good chat.

For more than 20 years, she has become accustomed to being tough, but she has gradually become alienated from this sister.

"Yaya, do you know someone named Ma Ge." Gu Qingyao spoke slowly.

She thought for a long time, but decided it would be better to speak clearly.

After all, Ya Ya is also an adult, and she needs to be responsible for many things.

Moreover, Gu Qingyao felt that she was a little sorry for him after letting Lu Xiao carry the pot for so long.

Hearing this, Gu Qingya's whole body was a bit stiff, and she looked at Gu Qingyao with a pale face, without speaking.

Gu Qingyao waited for a while, carefully examining Gu Qingya.

Meeting her gaze, Gu Qingyao was a little flustered, and later, she didn't even dare to look at her again.

Gu Qingyao slowly said, "Do you remember what happened that night?"

As soon as he mentioned this, Gu Qingya kept shaking her head: "I don't know...I don't remember...I really don't know..."

Gu Qingyao's eye sockets were a little sour, and to prevent her tears from falling, she raised her head and looked out the window.

Until the tears gradually evaporated, she whispered softly: "Actually, you always knew that the child was not Lu Xiao's."

Gu Qingya bit her lips tightly, did not make a sound, tears came from her eyes, hung on the pale face, I saw pity.

"Do you like Lu Xiao?" Gu Qingyao asked.

Gu Qingya shook her head quickly, but still made no sound.

Gu Qingyao sighed softly and stood up and said: "You should think clearly about whether the child wants or not. If you don't want it, I will contact the doctor to arrange the operation for you. If you want, you must be clear that he will be your unshirkable responsibility, and you will not regret it. room."

When the words fell, she turned and left the hospital.

Gu Qingya chased out of bed, threw herself into her arms, and cried bitterly: "Sister, I didn't want to lie to you... I always lie to myself like this. I met Lu Xiao once before, and he rescued him when I was in college. I was killed. After I woke up that day, I knew what happened... But I didn’t dare to think, let alone admit it! Seeing Lu Xiao there, I thought that if the child belongs to his, at least he is a good person. Better than that kind of scum!"

Gu Qingyao lowered her eyes and said nothing.

Gu Qingya choked and said, "I keep telling myself this way...I keep telling myself this way. After a long time, I thought I could lie to myself. But I can't do it...Even if I don't remember the scene at that time, I can Close my eyes, and my mind will uncontrollably imagine those images."

Gu Qingyao slowly raised her hand and hugged her gently.

No wonder... No wonder she was always so depressed during this period, no wonder she would end up wanting to commit suicide.