Gu Qingxin really admires the resilience of Beiming cold. She was sick in the morning. Now she is alive and well, and can make her half dead.
After taking the medicine, Gu fell in love with him and saw that there was nothing wrong with him. After packing up the things, he said, "you have a good rest. I'll go down first."
Gu Qingxin lowers his head to finish, and without waiting for his reflection, turns to walk outside the door.
Yesterday, she can't help but think of how he treated herself yesterday. Her chest is full of pain
Beiming cold looks at the figure she left, frowns and wrinkles her brow, hands tightly clenched into fists
The bedroom door closed, and Beiming leaned on the sofa in a cold and dispirited way
This week, he was on a business trip for three days, waiting for her phone every day, even if it was just a text message, he could give himself an excuse, she actually cared about her
But after three days, he didn't wait for anything
When he came back, he was still waiting for her news every day. There was still no word
Gu Qingxin stood outside the door, holding the gilded doorknob tightly, and slowly released it after a long time.
Gu Qingxin is using the drawing board to modify a work she is preparing to compete in. Only in this way can she calm down.
When the knock rang, aunt Zhou pushed the door in and said, "Miss, young master said that if you want to roll your noodles with your hands, you need to be bothered."
"I see. I'll do it right away." Gu put down the drawing board and went to the kitchen.
Gu Qingxin is afraid of Beiming cold and so on, so he speeds up the speed. When cutting, his hand is cut again.
She looked at the blood coming out of her fingers. This time, it was more serious than the last time. She quickly dropped the knife and turned on the tap water to wash it.
Aunt Zhou heard the voice coming in and asked, "what's the matter?"
"I cut my hand by accident." Gu Qingxin said with tears in his eyes, it's really too painful.
"I'll get the band aid." Aunt Zhou immediately turned out of the kitchen, and soon came back with a band aid.
Aunt Zhou helped her stick it on and said, "are you ok? Look at the wound."
"It's OK to stop bleeding. Aunt Zhou, please help me turn on the fire." Gu Qingxin wiped his hands and went on to cut the rest of the surface.
When the noodles are cooked, Gu Qingxin calls aunt Zhou and asks her to serve them.
"Miss, I can't handle it very well."
Young master said he wanted to eat noodles. He must want to see Miss Gu.
"Aunt Zhou, you can send it up for me. I'll go back to my room first." Gu Qingxin finished, and no longer waited for her to refuse, leaving the kitchen quickly.
Aunt Zhou, "..."
When Aunt Zhou sent the noodles, as expected, Beiming's face suddenly changed. Aunt Zhou put the noodles down and said, "young master......"
"Go out!"
Beiming cold knows that she doesn't want to see him. If it's not that he's too sick today, she probably won't take care of herself all the time.
"Don't get me wrong, young master. Miss Gu doesn't want to come up. She has cut her hand." Aunt Zhou explained.
Beiming's cold brow immediately wrinkled, and asked, "is it serious?"
"It may be that the cutting time is too urgent. The blood has stopped. It shouldn't hurt."
"Go down first." Beiming cold waved his hand, sat down at the table and ate a bowl of noodles.
……
When Beiming cold came downstairs, aunt Zhou was answering the phone. After she put down the phone, she called, "young master."