Gu Beicheng clenches the hand that she wants to pull away again. She smiles coldly. The whole person is like an electric shock. She pushes Gu Beicheng's hand away. Somewhere in her heart is aching.

She tightly pursed the lip, without saying a word, a palm big face became white, white some frightening.

She is still worried about what happened that day. She has advised herself to be relieved many times, but he just can't do it. She is not a virgin, and everything can be forgiven.

Gu Beicheng felt that the temperature in the hands of others gradually disappeared from the palm of his hand, and his eyes were full of injuries.

He also knew that he was the one who was sorry for him that night, which caused many people to see the jokes in front of him. But he also had his troubles. If he was late, Yang Ruoxi might really leave the world. How could he not help himself.

The veins on his forehead burst one by one, and he suddenly realized that if he didn't explain it, he and the people in front of him might really be strangers.

Gu Beicheng clenched his teeth, as if he had made up his mind. He took Leng Qingwan's hand again, and began to explain in a low voice. His voice was hoarse and attractive.

"Let me explain." His brow is wrinkled into a line, and Leng Qingwan doesn't refuse. He is just in the same place, but he expects Gu Beicheng to give her a reasonable explanation.

After a pause, Gu Beicheng said: "the situation was special that day. If I didn't go there, she might be in danger. Later, she became allergic again. The doctor said that if it wasn't for timely treatment, she might not be able to cure. Because it was too late at that time, I didn't disturb her family, so I came back now." He said cautiously, with sincerity in his voice.

His eyes kept wandering on Leng Guanqing. He was afraid that people in front of him would not believe his explanation.

His heart is beating with the change of Leng Qingwan's expression, while Leng Qingwan has no expression and looks at the front empty.

Gu Beicheng said again, "it's just that when a friend is in trouble, I'll help her. As a friend, I will do it, not because she is Yang Ruoxi."

His eyes were full of waves, and his heart was full of ups and downs. He didn't know if she would believe his explanation.

There was a flash of panic in his heart. He was suddenly a little afraid. If Leng Qingwan didn't believe what he should do, would he disappear from his side from now on. Thinking of this, a sense of suffocation poured into his whole body.

Leng Qingguan still doesn't say a word, but a trace of complex emotion slips through her heart. Her throat moves. She hesitates. Yang Ruolin's words reverberate in her mind again.

Just hands quietly from the hands of Gu Beicheng to break free, but a hands do not know how to place is good.

"You still won't forgive me." Gu Beicheng said in a low voice, full of worry. He stared at the people in front of him, why he explained so clearly, and still refused to forgive her.

She hesitated about how to answer. She wanted to say something, but her throat seemed to be stuck with everything.

And Gu Beicheng catches her hesitation, he holds Leng Qingwan in his arms and stares at her clear and big eyes.