"Qin Muchen, after love, will he be desperate."

"I am desperate now."

Jing Yu did... that kind of thing, did she, Qin Yishen, who has her own pride, how could she approach it shamelessly?

Oh, everything is over.

Qin Yishen yawned, ignoring the man's gloomy gaze, waved his hand, and walked out: "I'm so embarrassed to take her to that place."

"But don't worry."

"How can your second classmate be taught badly by me?"

"She is not two." Qin Muchen frowned and retorted sharply.

What he said she was second, it was okay, but no one else could say.

I can't say a word.

Hey, I really protect my shortcomings... Qin Yi vomited carelessly... Hey, really happy... She envied their faint happiness.

...

Inside the bedroom.

Gu Shinian was still thinking hard about how to coax Qin Muchen.

Thinking left and right, I couldn't think of a way.

She craned her neck and looked at the door... Maybe the two of them didn't finish talking so quickly.

Gu Shinian sighed, got up from the bed, picked up the clothes on the floor, and threw them into the laundry basket in the bathroom.

The phone fell out of his pocket.

She hurriedly bent over and picked it up, only to breathe a sigh of relief when she found that there was no damage.

Gu Shinian took the phone and lay down on the bed again, planning to ask for help from the almighty Du Niang. As a result, as soon as he turned on the phone, the screen stayed on an edited text message.

Gu Shi-nian was taken aback, and almost dropped the phone.

This is how the same thing?

She opted out of the text message and found that there were no recipients...So, who took her phone and edited the text message?

Gu Shinian was chilly all over.

Who is it?

Gu Shinian sat blankly, and after a long time, he bent over, picked up the phone, and opened the text message that had no recipient.

There is only one short sentence above: the second antidote.

Gu Shinian squeezed the phone firmly.

Is it... Father Qin?

About the second antidote.

Gu Shinian gently clutched his stomach, and slowly clenched her fingers into fists... Although she knew it was impossible, she was still unwilling.

Old man Qin is so vicious, maybe... it might be possible to keep one hand.

But where should she go...

Just thinking about it, the phone came in.

She shuddered, slashed away carefully, and answered.

"Want to know?"

"...Who are you?" Gu Shinian stood up from the bed, her voice mixed with a tremor that he didn't even notice; "She's still there, isn't it? You're Mr. Qin's person, right?"

Even if you give her a little bit, a little bit of hope.

Just don't let her despair again.

On the phone, there was a long silence before the man said.

"Who knows." His voice was very low and deep, exuding a gloomy breath: "If you want to know, come to the Huxin Pavilion, you are alone."

"Otherwise, you won't know all the news."

"The person you want to know the most, her whereabouts, you will never know."

The phone was cut off mercilessly, leaving only a blank beep.

Gu Shinian clenched her fingers vigorously.

There was something she didn't tell anyone.

There are actually two antidote.

She gave one to the little monkey.

She gave another one to another person.

And this other person is no longer there, she has witnessed her departure with her own eyes.

Or, in fact, that person is still alive.

If she is still there, then she will have no regrets in her life.

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