You Are My Gravity

Gu Zhige held the note, his eyes were slightly red, but the corners of his lips slowly began to rise!

No matter how tired or cold it is outside, as soon as he stepped into this door, he felt that all his tiredness and cold had been driven away cleanly.

This is why he wants to stay so persistent, and so determined to defend everything he has now.

This home makes him unable to give up.

He loves here so much, loves everyone in this family.

Although he has no blood relationship with each of them, they may give him more warmth and love than many relatives who are related by blood.

It was nothing to betray that organization. He didn't regret it at all. He was even very grateful that he had chosen to believe in Gu Jingyuan at the beginning and was grateful that he had seized that opportunity.

If he missed it, he thought, he might never have that good opportunity again.

Although it was not a long time to come to the Gu family, he felt that he had become a member of the Gu family.

If the name Xiang Qiuchi was not reminded by Chongjiu, maybe he would have forgotten it.

He even forgot that he had been a killer himself, he had completely turned himself into Doctor Gu.

He likes everything he gets now, whether it's family or work.

Gu Zhige put the note away and turned to the kitchen.

Although he went to the barbecue stall twice today, he didn't eat much.

At this moment, after entering the house, Gu Zhige felt that his stomach was really hungry.

A small lamp was left in the kitchen. After Gu Zhige went in and turned on the microwave, he found two plates of good dumplings inside.

The dumplings are not too cold yet, there is a little residual temperature.

It is estimated that it hasn't been too long.

Gu Zhige turned on the microwave oven, heated the dumplings, took a pair of chopsticks, and took the dumplings out to eat.

Although it is not new, the taste is somewhat reduced, but Gu Zhige feels that the taste is still very good.

The dumplings are made by Bailu and Zhou Ping. This is Gu Zhige's favorite flavor.

After eating half a plate, I heard Gu Jingyuan's voice: "Oh, I'm back."

Gu Zhige chewed on the dumplings and raised his head: "Why are you down?"

Gu Jingyuan glanced at him coldly: "My cousin, who has been revengeful, is unclear about his life or death. If this thing is dead outside, I can't collect the body!"

Gu Zhige had long been immune to Gu Jingyuan's poisonous tongue. He didn't care at all when he heard him say that.

Because he knew that Gu Jingyuan said this because he was worried about himself.

I was worried that something would happen to him. I guess he didn't sleep at all. He got down when he heard movement downstairs.

To put it simply, Gu Jingyuan is worried about his cousin, who is not worried about him!

Gu Zhige laughed: "Okay, I'm fine, go up and rest."

Gu Jingyuan left, but instead of going upstairs, he went to the kitchen.

When he came out, he held a pair of chopsticks in his hand and brought a small dish of vinegar.

Gu Zhige didn't pay attention. Suddenly another plate of dumplings was taken away. He suddenly raised his head: "No, are you going to grab food with me?"

Gu Jingyuan glanced at him coldly: "If you don't look at it, it's more than two o'clock, can I be a little hungry?"

Gu Zhige rolled his eyes and said, "Then I don't have enough food."

Gu Jingyuan said: "It's very late, and you'll be going to bed soon. Eat less, or you will get fat."

Gu Zhige: "..."