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Yu Xintong snuggled into his arms, even though there was a thorn in her heart, she would still be dripping with blood whether she pulled it or not.

She gently wrapped her arms around Gu Yiqing's neck. Once upon a time, she liked to hug him like this the most.

He is where she lives and lives, and he is her whole world.

However, now in his arms, he was always being wounded by that thorn.

Gu Yiqing kissed her, from forehead to nose tip, from earlobe to lips...

But, at that moment, when his hand reached under her nightgown, she was too stiff to move.

Even, she was trembling with fear.

The girl who used to be shy by his side was hurt by a stabbing pain at this moment.

"I'm sorry, Yiqing..." Yu Xintong shook her head, "I...I don't feel well..."

She's not a saint, she can't act like nothing happened.

Even though that night, these things had nothing to do with the Yu family...

She knew that there was a problem between her and Gu Yiqing!

Between them, there is an invisible wall erected like this, blocking the future happiness between them.

Gu Yiqing would never force her, especially this matter, there was never a time when she was not willing!

He let her go gently, "You rest first, I'm going to the study, I still have some work to do, go to bed first, don't wait for me."

"Okay!" Yu Xintong watched him walk out of the room, while she sat on the ground and began to cry.

Gu Yiqing came to the study room, lit a cigarette, and was not in the mood to deal with business.

She is rejecting him!She was afraid of coming into contact with his skin color, she was afraid of having an intimate relationship with him, even when she wanted to kiss her, she was trembling constantly.

At this moment, Gu Yiqing's heart was like a knife.

The same is true for Yu Xintong, she has no intention of rushing to draft.

Even if she was sitting in front of the computer, her mind was full of messy thoughts and she didn't have a clue, so the things she wrote in this way probably didn't have any inspiration.

Yu Xintong didn't dare to look for Gu Yiqing in the study, because she couldn't sleep by herself.

She sat by the window like this, watching the lake gradually lose its light, letting the night submerge her, letting herself sink in pain.

When the sky was bright, Yu Xintong pushed away from Gu Jizhou's room to see if his son had covered himself with the quilt. Children are always easy to kick the quilt.

She kissed her son on the cheek, and then stood outside the study, the door of the study was only ajar.

After gently pushing the door open, she watched Gu Yiqing leaning against his black executive chair.

Yu Xintong stood aside, looking at the cigarette butts everywhere in the ashtray.

She also felt sorry for him.

She took the thin blanket from the side and covered him.

After standing like this for a while, Yu Xintong turned and left.

She still went to the market, bought fresh ingredients, made soup when she came back, and saved a portion for Gu Yiqing, and took the rest to the hospital for her father to drink.

Seeing Yu Xintong's distraught look, Yu Qisong couldn't help asking: "Xintong, what's the matter? I found that you have been a little out of control recently, and today's soup has too much salt..."

"Really?" Yu Xintong quickly took a sip, "I'm sorry, Dad, I may have added salt one more time, you don't want to drink it, it's too salty... Also, I want to inform Yiqing to let him not drink so salty Soup..."

"There is something wrong with your relationship with him?" Yu Qisong frowned, "You stayed at his house last night?"