Gong Si hurriedly lay back on the bed, picked up a book on the bedside table and read it.
Not long after, Luo Cheng came in, holding a vase in his hand. There was a budding lotus in the vase.
Gong Si, who was pretending to read a book, accidentally caught a glimpse of the flower buds. The familiar flower buds made her pause. After a moment, she looked away as if nothing had happened and continued reading.
"So you like to read about finance." Luo Cheng looked down at Gong Si for a long time and spoke softly.
From the moment he entered the bedroom, he noticed that Gong Si was absent-minded. Her eyes were fixed on the book, but her mind was not on it.
Gong Si closed the book and looked at the title. Only then did she realize that the book she picked up was not suitable for her to read.
"I don't like it. I don't like the things you like." Gong Si replied quietly. She looked at Bing Dilian placed on the bedside table: "Take it away, and put it in front of me to be an eyesore."
"You will get used to things that are annoying if you put them in front of your eyes for a long time. You just need a process of adaptation. Maybe one day, you will like them again." Luo Cheng sat on the edge of the bed and looked straight at Gong Si's delicate and white hair.
Beautiful face, focused eyebrows: "Reporter Palace, do you think so?"
Gong Si's unfocused eyes looked at Luo Cheng's face, and her flower-like lips parted lightly: "There is no more reporter Gong in this world."
Luo Cheng carefully looked at Gong Si's expression and eyes and found that this woman was not saying anything bad.
Maybe Gong Si was telling him that the reporter Gong who liked Luo Cheng was dead.
Luo Cheng got up in embarrassment and left the bedroom without looking back. He leaned on the door wall and subconsciously looked at the woman in the bedroom, only to see her pulling out the lotus lily in the vase...
Luo Cheng was overjoyed, but before she was overjoyed, she saw Gong Si peeling off the unbloomed flower buds one by one. She threw the petals into the vase, and then poured the water full of petals onto the book. Finally, the flower stalks were
In the middle of the book, only a bare branch is exposed.
The woman did all this very methodically, and she had no violent tendencies, as if she was just trying to describe what she wanted to express completely in this way.
Luo Cheng returned to his study and wanted to work hard, but what appeared in front of him was Gong Si's focused expression as she picked off the flower buds.
He thought about it and asked a psychiatrist what it meant.
The psychiatrist explained that this is just a mood of the person involved, or in other words, a life state in which the person is not very positive.
The next day, Luo Cheng continued to send flowers. When he sent flowers, Gong Si was sleeping. He sat quietly for a while, stood in front of the window and waited for Gong Si to wake up naturally. He just wanted to say a few words to Gong Si.
Half an hour later, Gong Si woke up. After washing herself, she went back to the bedroom without even glancing at Bing Tilian on the bedside table.
Luo Cheng, who was standing in front of the window, saw this, grabbed Gong Si's arm and said: "Reporter Gong..."
Gong Si suddenly looked at him, and Luo Cheng subconsciously changed his words: "Gong Si, come with me for a walk."
Gong Si didn't say anything, so Luo Cheng dragged her away from the bedroom. Gong Si walked through the long corridor, went down the curved staircase, and found about six maids in the hall.
There seemed to be no less than twenty people in this huge mountain villa.
She didn't hear a word of what Luo Cheng said. It wasn't until Luo Cheng roared into her left ear that she came back to her senses and looked back at the frustrated man with cold eyes. The man shouted at her: "Tell me, you
