C5

Inside, she quickly locked the door behind her as if it were the only place she could stay, picked up a set of casual clothes, and stumbled into the bathroom.

He walked back to the mirror and looked at himself in a daze.

Truth be told, she was not considered petite. Her height was 1.68 meters, and her figure was even more graceful. She was a typical clothes rack. However, this man's suit was really too tight for her. She had the feeling that a child was secretly wearing adult clothes.

No wonder people looked at him strangely along the way. If she had seen a woman in a men's suit running down the street in the middle of a hot day, she would probably have been extremely confused and would not have been surprised to look at her for too long.

Afraid of dirtying his expensive suit and shirt, he carefully took it off, found a clean bag, and carefully packed it.

She opened the shower and let the cold water pour over her head. The water was cold, but it made her feel safe and at ease. He tried to suppress the memories from before, but to no avail. He decided to indulge himself and untie the shackles in his heart.

The marks on his body had yet to fade away. The ambiguous scenes swept over once again, and were unstoppable. She vexedly slapped herself with cold water, but those memories could not be shaken off no matter how hard she tried. They interweaved within her heart, leaving behind indelible marks.

After calming down, there was not a single part of her body that did not feel pain. She had been tossed around by that man who was like a wolf and tiger all night, and after waking up, she suddenly discovered that her reunion had been mocked by him. After 40 minutes of escape, she was in a sorry state.

It would be excellent if the organs could choose to take a break.

This bath lasted for a long time. Only after a few sneezes did he realize how much time had passed. Only then did he regain his senses and hurriedly dried his body and put on his clothes.

She looked at herself in the mirror again, but not as if she were looking at herself, as if she were looking through herself at someone else in her heart.

Carefully and carefully, she "borrowed" the clothes and carefully hung them up, afraid that something might go wrong. Her slender fingers slid across the precious material, which still had an extremely good feel to it, concealing the loneliness and melancholy in her heart, which couldn't help but fill her eyes like autumn water.

He would be angry at the note she had left, wouldn't he? After all, he was so disgusted with himself that he might even be held accountable. But at that time, she really didn't care about that. She didn't want to continue pestering him.

No, he was already so disgusted with himself. Perhaps he would rather never appear in front of him again. How could he care about a single set of clothes?

No matter what, the clothes had to be exchanged for. With one glance, it was clear that they were expensive. She did not know which international master had created them, so she would not take them for herself.

It was one thing if he couldn't see it, but just thinking about it, his things must be valuable.

Forget it, at least she had the chance to touch something that belonged to him now, didn't she?

Gu Yi held up the suit that was exclusively his and couldn't help but stick her tender little face to it. Her nose was filled with his scent and the light scent of Ancient Dragon Fragrance mixed with the faint smell of tobacco.

But in reality, she had always been disgusted by men smoking, let alone taking the initiative to approach them. However, she didn't hate him at all. She could even give up on her bottom line for him, let alone such a small matter.

Maybe this was what people called love of the house.

Yes, she loved him, and from the age of eighteen she had fallen in love with him like a moth to a flame, regardless of the distance of reality or the words of the outside world, because she had believed that he loved her.

Only, why did this man who had engraved him in Gu Yi's heart hurt her so much later on, and why did she have to use her own hands to dig him out of her heart …

The past flashed past his eyes and stayed in his heart. His stomach suddenly began to feel sour, accompanied by waves of pain.

Damn it, the pill must have started to become allergic. With this kind of feeding method, it would be strange if he wasn't allergic.

"Ah …" she gasped.

Pain spread from one place, and she couldn't help but to hold her stomach as she slid down against the wall. The powerlessness of her legs made her lose the courage to even walk towards the bed.

Just as she was having to endure this pain, there was a quick and violent knock on the door.

Normally, no one cared about her residence and no one cared about her life. That knock on the door... Oh no, it can't be...

When she thought of a certain possible person, Gu Yi became even more nervous, and her complexion became even more pale.

She wasn't in a dire situation, but she was indeed in a tight spot. The only place you could rent was a small room in a commoner district far away from a busy city. The rent was $400 a month.

It might not be much for others, but for a college graduate like her, who had just found a job, it was already a heavy burden.

Not to mention that her salary was meagre, there was even the biggest difference between her and other people. Although she was alone, she had Qiqi.

The landlady, Mrs. Zhang, was an extremely mean person. Not only was she a bully, she was also very loyal to Grandpa Mao. Other than the red and green banknotes, she admitted to nothing else.

He had only moved in for two months, and she had already found all sorts of reasons to increase the rent. Since she didn't agree to it, she was angry and told her to move out as soon as possible.

Gu Yi obviously would not be so foolish as to allow her to scheme against him, not to mention that her conditions were indeed limited. No matter what, she was confident before the contract was due for a day.

It was just that Mrs. Zhang, who had been caught in her money, was very idle. She knocked on the door every two or three days to pester her to increase the rent.

Today was Saturday, so she must have come back because she knew she would be at home. But this door was too impolite. She didn't even know how precious her door was. What about its usual stinginess?

Life is so hard that you can't even afford to be quiet.

Gu Yi sighed, the violent knocking on the door made her extremely dissatisfied, but she had no choice but to endure the pain in her body as she held onto the wall to get up, and then supported herself against the wall as she walked over to open the door. This was what it felt like to walk.

The moment the door was opened, it really gave her a fright. What came into view was not Mrs. Zhang's face, which was mostly wrinkled and heavily made-up.

Instead, it was the two men in the police uniform, the magnificent Asir!

She regained her senses and met the gaze of the two policemen who were sizing her up. Just as she was about to ask what was going on, the other person spoke in a serious tone before her, "You are Miss Gu Yi?"