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Are you sick?

A faint smile appeared on the corner of the man's lips, he reached out and handed a glass of warm water over, and said calmly: "You have the ability to drink, but now you know you are afraid?"

His voice was extremely soft and slightly hoarse. Cen Zhiqiao was startled: "You have a strong nasal voice. Did you catch a cold? Last night... I caused you a lot of trouble, didn't I?"

"It's nothing." Gu Nianchen stopped smiling and quickly interrupted her: "Hurry up and eat."

Cen Zhiqiao stuck out her tongue and buried her face in the bowl. Just after taking two mouthfuls of porridge, the phone in her pocket rang. She glanced at it and saw that it was Gu Zuowei's call. She quickly pressed the answer button: "Hello,

Sister Zuo Wei--"

"Qiaoqiao, are you awake?" Gu Zuowei's voice sounded very gentle. It is really hard to imagine that such a girl would leave home and go out to work alone when she was more than ten years old, and now she has such achievements.

"Well, we're already having breakfast." Cen Zhiqiao also laughed.

To be fair, she has a special feeling for this sister she has met twice. In addition to her identity as sister Gu Nianchen, her strength and persistence in her dreams are both admired by Cen Zhiqiao and what she yearns for.

.

"Sister Zuo Wei, is something wrong?"

"It's nothing, I just called to see how you are doing. You drank so much last night, are you feeling uncomfortable?"

"What's wrong? I'm in good health. Don't worry." Cen Zhiqiao immediately raised his head proudly, not remembering at all who was so uncomfortable last night.

Gu Nianchen smiled almost unnoticeably. It was very light and shallow, but it all fell into Cen Zhiqiao's eyes. The scene from last night vaguely appeared in front of his eyes again. Cen Zhiqiao's face was completely alone, and he immediately buried his head on the porridge bowl.

Hey, I really don’t know what’s wrong with me, I suddenly don’t even have the courage to raise my head.

*

On a May day, the scenery was endless. Cen Zhiqiao was walking very slowly on the curb while carrying her bag.

She was still thinking about what happened last night, thinking about Gu Nianchen's last look, and felt guilty for no reason. She had been comforting herself that it was just a dream, everything was an illusion, not real, but it was inexplicable.

, I still can’t make up my mind.

Fangjingyuan is one of the southernmost villa areas in City H. It is famous for being quiet and sparsely populated, so the area is not considered prosperous. After walking a long way with my bags, I didn't find a taxi. Cen Zhiqiao looked around helplessly, feeling increasingly irritable.

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In the afternoon, there is a basic course in fashion art. The teacher is a middle-aged woman in her forties. She is not very good at teaching. She is best at taking roll call. If she misses class, she will definitely give someone a sneak peek in the year-end exam.

What a coincidence that there was no way to stop the car on this day, so I had to carry as much as I wanted.

She stamped her feet in frustration. At this moment, a black Crown car slowly stopped from behind.

"Get in the car." The car window lowered, revealing Gu Nianchen's angular face.


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