Could it be that he had been stimulated by something? That's why he lost all his perseverance and even lost his temper.
Su Mobai held on to the door rail and straightened up. There was a dull pain in her lower abdomen, and the spasms made her unable to walk a few steps.
She ran to the bathroom on the third floor to tidy up, and then walked down slowly.
"Miss, what's wrong with you? Why doesn't the young master get up?"
Mrs. Wang went upstairs and asked worriedly when she saw Su Mobai drinking water.
"I have no idea."
Su Mobai shook his head and glanced at the closed door.
"Miss, didn't you sleep last night?"
"kindness."
Su Mobai opened his lips and said.
"No wonder you look so bad. Did the young lady and the young master have a fight?"
Su Mobai smiled reluctantly.
"Where? There was no quarrel."
I just don’t know what happened to Gu Jinnian suddenly?
"The young master seems strange."
Mrs. Wang sighed and touched Su Mobai's shoulder.
"Then I'll go downstairs first. Miss, I'd better go and rest for a while."
Su Mobai shook the cup in his hand.
"Go after you drink the water."
The whole room was messed up by Gu Jinnian. After struggling like this all night, he fell asleep peacefully.
He tore off large swaths of curtains, and there were some scattered crafts on the table, which he threw to the ground and shattered into pieces.
The sheets and quilts were also in the same mess, some on the floor and some on the bed.
He is obviously a mysophobic person, but now he is lying on a messy bed, sleeping.
That's because I'm really tired.
Last night, he felt that the curtains had left a small gap, and then closed them. He returned to the bedroom. He was very sleepy, but after taking a look, it seemed that they were still not closed, so he struggled to close them again. He repeated this several times. Gu Jin
Nian felt that the curtains were still open.
Finally, he stood up and angrily tore down the curtains.
Then he turned on the light and took a look at the things in the room. Some bad memories poured out, making him unable to control himself. In his head was her mother's smile, and in his ears was her gentle voice.
He was almost crazy and had a terrible headache.
One moment he looked displeased with him, the other moment he was displeased with him, and finally the whole room was disturbed by him.
Su Mobai swept up the cup he broke last night with a broom.
He held the glass in his hand and shook it a few times. The water in the glass was clear and clean, exuding warmth.