The corner of Gu Xiyue's mouth twitched, and there was a hint of smile in her eyes. Without exposing Gu Zhiqi, she took the book and walked to sit next to her. Then she looked at Gu Zhiqi and said, "Do you mind if I sit here and read?"
Gu Zhiqi shook his head, "You can do whatever you want with your territory."
"I'm just afraid of disturbing you."
Gu Zhiqi: "That won't happen."
After hearing this, Gu Xiyue curved her mouth and put the book on the stone table. Looking at the paper book Gu Zhiqi placed on the table, a trace of doubt flashed in her eyes.
If she remembered correctly, Gu Zhiqi seemed to have brought nothing with him when he moved into the courtyard. Where did this book... come from?
I was confused, but I didn't ask. Instead, I opened the book I put on the table and read it carefully.
I had read less than half a page when my cell phone rang in my pocket.
Taking out her cell phone and taking a look at the caller ID, Gu Xiyue's eyes flashed with confusion. Why did she suddenly call her?
"Is something wrong?"
"I have something to ask you." After hearing Gu Xiyue's question, the other party immediately spoke.
The voice sounded familiar. Gu Zhiqi, who was reading a book seriously, suddenly raised his eyes and looked at Gu Xiyue's cell phone.
Gu Xiyue: "What's going on?"
"Well, your adoptive mother in the country... her name is Zhang Meili. I heard that she is dead?" The person who called Gu Xiyue was none other than Mo Zeming.
After hearing this, Gu Xiyue raised her eyebrows slightly and glanced at Gu Zhiqi.
The sound on Gu Xiyue's cell phone was quite loud, and Gu Zhiqi heard it clearly. Seeing Gu Xiyue looking at her, Gu Zhiqi also looked back at Gu Xiyue, with a trace of innocence in his deep and hazy eyes.
Facing Gu Zhiqi's beautiful eyes, Gu Xiyue was stunned for a moment, and her mind wandered for a moment.
"Classmate Xiaoyue? Classmate Xiaoyue? Are you listening to me?" Mo Zeming's voice came from the mobile phone.
Gu Xiyue came back to her senses, moved her eyes away from Gu Zhiqi, and softly hummed, "Yeah."
He lowered his eyes slightly, with a hint of trance in his eyes.
I don't know why, but the more I get along with Gu Zhiqi, the more familiar I feel with him, as if they have known each other a long time ago.
"Huh? What does this mean? Is your adoptive mother really dead?" Mo Zeming was a little confused by Gu Xiyue's word "um", so he asked.
"Dead." Gu Xiyue said in a cold tone, and after finishing speaking, she added, "I am also choosing a cemetery for her now."
Mo Zeming: "..."
I don't know why, but after hearing Gu Xiyue's answer, Mo Zeming didn't believe it even more.
"Is that why you called me to ask about this?" Seeing that Mo Zeming didn't say anything, Gu Xiyue asked again.
"It's something, it's something." Afraid that Gu Xiyue would hang up the phone suddenly, Mo Zeming said it's something twice.
Mo Zeming expressed doubts about Gu Zhiqi's words. He happened to call Gu Xiyue about something. He remembered that Gu Zhiqi's biological mother was Gu Xiyue's previous adoptive mother, so Mo Zeming asked casually.
The main reason for calling Gu Xiyue was for other matters.
Gu Xiyue: "Say."
"Registration for this year's school physics competition closes today, why haven't you registered yet? I'll help you register directly?" Mo Zeming learned that the registration deadline for the competition was about to end, but he didn't see Gu Xiyue's registration form.
I personally called Gu Xiyue.
It's not that he likes to meddle in other people's business, but he is the leader of the physics group of No. 1 Middle School, and he is in charge of the physics competition, and he happened to know Gu Xiyue.
The competition registration forms for other classes have been taught, but no one has signed up for Class 29.
In previous years, no one signed up for Class 29, but this year is different. This year, Class 29 has the student Gu Xiyue.
