Rescue the Loyal Dog System (Quick Travel)

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Song Zhixin was sitting in front of the dressing table, picking up a pen to draw on her eyebrows quietly, but from the pale face in the mirror, she saw her former self, smiling sweetly.

Biting her lips tightly was the only way she could resist chasing Gu Wuyi's desire. The pain of biting her lips was less than a ten-thousandth of the pain in her heart. Song Zhixin wiped the blood overflowing from her lips with her fingertips, and slowly smeared it on the pale face. On her lips, blood was added, and the fiery red coquettish spread along the corners of her eyes, and crystal tears flowed out.

After all, Song Zhixin still couldn't bear it. When losing someone in his life, he felt such a heart-pounding pain, but he knew clearly that Gu Wuyi would never come back.

Zhao Mingwei walked into the room and watched Song Zhixin cover up her paleness with gorgeous makeup, and her spine was straight under the light-colored robe, with an unknown stubbornness.

"Brother Mingwei, thank you." Song Zhixin's voice was neither sad nor happy, and he met Zhao Mingwei's eyes suddenly feeling guilty.

Zhao Mingwei was about to leave, leaving Yulin City, and sent an invitation to Song Zhixin in advance, wanting to invite her to have a farewell party.The moment Song Zhixin saw Zhao Mingwei, she suddenly had an idea, pretending to marry him, fulfilling her father's wish.

also absolutely...

The heart of no one to rely on.

After getting married, it was only natural for him to follow Zhao Mingwei to do business in other places. Although his father would be sad for a while, but with Aunt Xie and Xiao Mingguo around, he would be fine.Sister Gu is so good, there must be better people to accompany her.

Gu Wuyi stood at the gate of the Song Mansion, holding the map and keys given by the woman in white, but did not choose to go to Bai Linyuan to live in seclusion, she still wanted to be by Song Zhixin's side.

Indeed, Song Zhixin never told herself that she liked her, and she also told herself that she wanted to marry Zhao Mingwei, but this wedding was too hasty, although it was because Zhao Mingwei was about to leave Yulin City, so it was so rushed.

Gu Wuyi still harbored hope in his heart.

Three days before the wedding, the couple were not allowed to meet each other, so Song Zhixin just stayed in the room and rarely stepped out of the door, so that Gu Wuyi had no way of knowing her inner thoughts.

Three days later, it seemed that the sky was also beautiful. The originally gloomy weather was instantly clear. Song Zhixin got married, and she had the red makeup she had been looking forward to. , everything else is as beautiful as a dream.

The wedding went on as usual, Song Zhixin sat in the room and felt that she was reincarnated, although she still couldn't change the ending of her early death, but her father had Aunt Xie, met Qin Keke, Hanxiao and Mo Huaisang, and knew what love was, Already worth it.

Song Zhixin told himself over and over again in his heart that he should not be greedy, but he still had a secret expectation in his heart.

However, until Zhao Mingwei entered the new house, he could wait until Gu Wuyi came over. Song Zhixin didn't know whether he was disappointed or relieved, turned off the lights, and chatted with Zhao Mingwei about the future.

Gu Wuyi was outside, watching the candles go out, feeling a little cold, but still stubbornly guarding the door, listening to the people inside talking about some things, including Song Confucianism and Xie Yun, Zhao Mingwei's children and career , but not myself.

Gu Wuyi stayed outside the door all night, until the conversation in the room became quieter and fell asleep, he was relieved. When he looked up, he saw Song Rusheng standing in front of him, his eyes were deep and he didn't know what he was thinking.

"You like bosom friends." Song Confucian had a sullen face, his sharp eyes seemed to pierce Gu Wuyi, his tone was flat, as if he had seen through everything long ago, and was just stating a fact.

"Yes." Gu Wuyi was not afraid of what Song Confucian students would do, so he was calm and composed.

Song Rusheng felt that Song Zhixin's behavior was a bit strange recently, but he couldn't find the reason. After observing, he found that Gu Wuyi, who had been by his daughter's side all the time, had different feelings for his daughter, and Song Zhixin's behavior was not like that. It is the performance that a woman who is about to marry should have.

Song Confucianism had an idea in his mind, Song Zhixin would not like Gu Wuyi, but considering his own thoughts, he would marry Zhao Mingwei.

Song Rusheng wanted to see if this cave was in name only, but he didn't expect to see Gu Wuyi at the door of the new house. Song Rusheng thought about it for several days, if Song Zhixin was for himself, but ruined his happiness, this was definitely not what he wanted.

"You go with Zhixin. If she is unhappy, bring her back." Song Rusheng turned around, his back was a little tired, and he waved his hand before Gu Wuyi could answer.

Gu Wuyi didn't expect Song Confucianism to call him here, and he actually said this.The best expectation is that Song Confucianism will let him leave, so that he won't let him pester Song Zhixin any more.Looking at Song Rusheng's back, Gu Wuyi didn't say anything, just sat in front of the door, watching the moonlight like water.

On the second day of their wedding, Song Zhixin and Zhao Mingwei left Yulin City. Gu Wuyi followed the carriage and followed all the way. They walked and stopped for a few days, but they didn't see Song Zhixin stepping out of the carriage.

After thinking about it, Gu Wuyi planned to find out after they settled down.Another night, a group of people arrived at Baixi City and stayed in the house that had been arranged earlier.

Seeing that everyone had already settled down, Gu Wuyi climbed to the roof of Song Zhixin's house and found that she was the only one in the room. He was surprised when he heard Song Zhixin's violent coughing, and the blood on the handkerchief shocked Gu Wuyi even more.

Gu Wuyi entered through the window, and before he could make a sound, he saw her fall straight to the ground, holding Song Zhixin in his arms, and smelled the faint smell of herbs at the tip of her nose.