Young Master’s Favorite, Where is She Going?

The figure stopped directly at the door of the penultimate room at the end of the corridor.

He raised his hand and shook the door handle.

But the door has not been opened, just standing quietly outside the door like this.

The surrounding is very quiet, so quiet that I can hear my breathing.

He seemed to be tangled, hesitating, his fingers slowly tightened, and he squeezed the door handle.

After a long time, his hand pressed slightly and opened the door.

She still doesn't have the habit of sleeping and locking the door, even though she is insecure now, she still never locks the door.

Gu Sheng opened the door and walked in quietly.

He came to the bed and stood still, looking at Gu Yao who was sleeping on the bed with the faint moonlight shining in from the balcony.

The expression in his eyes gradually became soft, affectionate and sad.

He looked at the intact, unopened gift box on the bedside table, his heart was constantly throbbing.

In the past, she liked asking him for gifts the most. Every time two months before her birthday, she started to talk about it.

It takes two months to talk.

Every time I can't bear to sneak into his room to find gifts the night before his birthday.

But every time he caught him.

In the past, no matter what he gave, she was so happy, she kept them as treasures, and others would not touch them.

Every time I took his arm and said sweetly: Thank you, brother.

But since the appearance of Shangguanyu, everything has changed.

She no longer needs him, no longer cares about him, no longer depends on him.

One bite a Yu every day...

She didn't know that when she talked about Shangguan Yu in front of him, that happy appearance made him mad, hated him, and jealous.

I knew you would like others. From the beginning, I shouldn't let you call my brother.

Gu Sheng sat down by the bed and looked at Gu Yao, who was sleeping, with a trance.

The innocent and happy smiling faces that Gu Yao used to flash before her eyes...

He couldn't help reaching out and approaching her face.

It just stopped in midair before the hand touched her face.

He lowered his eyes, his hand was in the air like this, and he slowly made a fist.

Finally reluctantly retracted.

He looked at Gu Yao with tears in his eyes.

Everyone blamed him for cruelly dismantling Shangguanyu and Gu Yao.

But for him, Shangguan Yucai was the one who intervened in him and Gu Yao.

They are all accusing him and sympathizing with Shangguanyu, but no one has ever cared about him.

No one knows how many unknown pain, helplessness and suffering are hidden under his hippie smile every day.

No one knew how much he had paid to recall Yao's life.

But in the end, what did he pay in exchange for?

It changed back to the depraved self and Gu Yao's fear of him.

They will never go back to the past.

"...Yaoyao, for you, I even broke into the Yin Cao Jifu."

"I managed to save you back. You can't do anything anymore. I have no life to replace you."

He sounded a little choked and scared.

Finally, he took a deep look at Gu Yao, got up, and left quietly...

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The next day.

Wen Xiaoai, who was sleeping well, stretched out a big lazy waist, and then sat up.

The sun was shining outside the balcony, Wen Xiaoai blinked, a little panicked.

Again... Overslept.

When it's over, Jun Moyan must punish her to stand in the corner again.

Wen Xiaoai covered his eyes with little paws, and fell back on the bed, rolling.

Why is this princess so life-stricken that she can't even sleep late.

After complaining on the bed for a while, Wen Xiaoai jumped out of bed, went out of the room to the study, but did not find Jun Moyan.