Chapter 219

Entering the elevator, Gu Weiwei held the handrail and closed her eyes for a few deep breaths.

She used to think that when she saw Gu siting again, she would be heartbroken for him.

It turns out, it's not that painful.

Jolin asked, standing on the side, worried.

"Did he take you..."

In the middle of the night, in the hotel suite, she was also given such a large number of checks.

He had to wonder if she had anything to do with Gu siting.

"No, they're catching someone. They got me wrong." Gu explained.

Jolin clapped her heart and said, "Oh, I'm so scared that I'm going to lose my soul."

"Don't tell them about tonight." Gu Weiwei ordered.

"I didn't say anything. I came out of the back door by myself."

Because the hotels they stayed in were mostly stars who came to the film festival, many journalists and fans squatted nearby.

Gu Weiwei put on the wig again, in order to avoid being photographed by the paparazzi, both of them went back from the kitchen door of the hotel.

Jolin did not ask again, and sent her back to the room.

"Go to bed early and catch a plane tomorrow."

Gu Weiwei went back to the room, locked the door and fell on the bed, unable to sleep at first.

Later, I fell asleep and began to have nightmares.

Over and over again, I dreamed that my heart was dug out by Ling Yan, and Gu siting was indifferent.

All the people and things she used to know were strange and scared her.

At two o'clock in the morning, I woke up from my dream in a cold sweat and couldn't fall asleep again.

She felt her mobile phone and suddenly remembered that Fu had not contacted her for nearly two days.

Finger in the communication "Zheng Zheng treasure" place, click in and back out, back out and point in.

In the end, I dialed it out.

I thought Fu Hanzheng was already asleep and would not answer the phone.

I didn't know. The phone rang, and it was connected.

"Slightly."

The low magnetic voice sounded in the ear, Gu Weiwei felt a sour nose.

She did not expect that she would miss the voice so much.

She didn't speak, Fu asked.

"Why haven't you slept?"

Gu Weiwei sat on the bed and said in silence.

"Nightmare, just woke up."

Fu Hanzheng heard her voice a bit choked, thinking of the last time she had nightmares.

"I'm sorry, I'm not with you."

Gu Weiwei sits on the bed with her knees in her arms and says stiffly.

"If you're not busy, talk to me for a while."

Somehow, she thought a little of his voice.

Fu Hanzheng put down his work and thought of the picture he had just seen.

"You are beautiful tonight."

That is, there is a foreign actor taking a picture with her. Her bloody claw is on her shoulder.

"Thank you for the dress." Guweiwei said with a smile.

She didn't believe that Fu Shiyi could get such expensive and rare dresses with two messages.

Fu Hanzheng is not good at chatting. He has nothing to say after a few words.

"Or I'll read you a book to see if you can fall asleep."

"Well."

Imperial capital, the study of Jinxiu apartment.

Fu Hanzheng got up from his desk and went to look for books on the shelf.

In the computer, Fu Shiqin, who is reporting with Fu Hanzheng's remote video, pounded the table frantically.

"My business is very urgent. Can you deal with it for me and then coax your girlfriend to sleep?"

Fu Hanzheng glanced at the bookshelf and found that there was no book suitable for bedtime stories for her to read.

After a while, I read an English poem in a low voice.

[wheneveryouneedme, I'll be here.]

[wheneveryou're in rouble, I'm alwaysnear.]

[wheneveryoufeelalone, and you think everyone has given up...]

[reach out form, and I will give you my everlastinglove.]

deep voice seems to have the magic of warmth and stability.

Gu Weiwei's confused mood finally calmed down and made a low laugh.

"Uncle Fu, I can't sleep even more because of you."

Said to read a book, the result read so tantalizing love poems.