"Besides, is further education a bad thing? It can improve your personal qualities and help you gain a better foothold in society in the future."
"You're a liar!" Do you think he is a fool? Huahua spoke more and more without caring, and her temper was fierce, "You clearly said that I can live however I want in this life, and do whatever I want. Anyway, I am not short of money to spend!
Besides, why can’t I gain a foothold in society? I’m an internationally famous designer now. How many people pay exorbitant prices for me to make clothes depends on my mood! If you dislike me spending your money, I won’t do it in the future.
I ask you for it, and I will be self-reliant!"
Then he ignored Gu Shaocheng and went upstairs complainingly, leaving him alone in the living room.
Gu Shaocheng raised his eyes slightly, crossed his legs, took another puff of cigarette, and then squeezed it out in the ashtray.
He stood up and followed upstairs.
Huahua locked the bedroom door from the inside. He pushed it twice but didn't open it, so he knocked on the door instead.
Boom, boom, boom.
"Huahua, open the door first."
Huahua's voice came through a door: "I'm going to bed. Brother, please go back. I won't send you off!"
He was sitting on the balcony, with chaotic breath flowing through his body, and his body was trembling slightly. He never thought that his brother would want to send him away one day! He couldn't control his excitement, and his eyes couldn't hide the excitement.
The water mist made the breath between my lips and teeth feel bitter.
He lay sideways on the soft couch and slowly wiped the corners of his eyes. After wiping away, there was still liquid rolling down.
The knocks on the door annoyed him so much that he covered his head with a pillow, trying to block the knocks.
No matter how painful or uncomfortable he is in his heart, he can endure it and endure it, but he can't ask him away, especially when he is sick, in case he doesn't come back in three or two years... His long eyelashes, gently
Close it, he had a hunch, is he planning to arrange funeral arrangements?
If you ask the third brother to start his own business and send him away, will he be able to go to hell with peace of mind?
Gu Shaocheng found the spare key downstairs, opened the bedroom door, and walked in.
I searched around the bedroom but couldn't find anyone, and finally found Huahua with her back on the balcony.
He walked over with gentle steps, walked to his side, and stood against the railing. There was a slight chill in the night wind. He reached into his pocket with one hand and took out a cigarette. There was a slight chirping sound from the lighter.
He lit the cigarette and held it lazily.
He lowered his head slightly and looked at Huahua. His whole head was covered by the pillow, and he could only see his hand holding the pillow, which was clearly articulated and used a lot of strength.
His voice came out muffled from the pillow: "Don't try to persuade me anymore. This matter is non-negotiable. It is impossible for me to leave City E and leave you unless you kill me."
"What nonsense are you talking about?" She actually wanted to live with him, raised her leg and kicked his ankle, "Take the pillow away, let me talk to you."
Huahua didn't respond and turned around again, still facing him with her back.
Gu Shaocheng smiled helplessly, turned around, looked at the silent night sky, and fell into darkness. He smoked several cigarettes in a row, and the ground was full of cigarette butts.
Huahua felt uncomfortable in her pillow. Seeing that her brother had no intention of leaving, she stood up immediately, put the pillow back on the soft couch, walked into the room, fiddled with it for a while, and then sat on the carpet to play games.