Under the influence of alcohol, Gu Qingjiu gradually fell into coma. Recalling the past and the sad moments, her tears flowed down unconsciously. She murmured to herself:
"Mother...why did you leave me alone..."
When her mother died in a car accident, she was joining the army and couldn't make it back. She didn't even see her mother for the last time.
It is said that my mother's funeral was held at the Gu family. Her funeral was very quiet, and only a few brothers and sisters were invited. Mr. Gu was devastated by the loss of his beloved daughter. After a serious illness, the root of the disease was established, and he never recovered.
Now that she is back, her grandfather's illness has been basically cured, but her mother cannot come back...
Wen Ling looked at her with a cold expression. Even he didn't notice it. There was a trace of compassion in his eyes when he looked at Gu Qingjiu. He didn't know what to do at this time, how to comfort her, so he just stretched out his hand.
He reached out a hand and stroked her back, imitating a mother's actions.
Gu Qingjiu felt the touch and recalled that when she was a child, she would crawl into her mother's bed when she couldn't sleep. Her mother would do the same, stroking her back and singing a lullaby to her to sleep.
Gu Qingjiu lay on the bar table, tears flowing out of her eyes unconsciously:
"Mother, I miss you so much..."
Wen Ling looked at her sad look and secretly made a decision in his heart.
Taking a deep breath, he gently moved his head closer to Gu Qingjiu, looked at her with a complex expression, and asked softly: "Gu Qingjiu, do you want your mother... to come back?"
"I think……"
After Gu Qingjiu said this, he fell into a deep sleep.
"..." Wen Ling fell into a long silence. He didn't speak again for a long time. He just kept stroking her back with his hands. Every time he touched it, he cherished it very much, as if he was giving her a silent kiss.
leave.
"Nine, I have nothing to bring you, but if this is your wish, I will spare no effort to achieve it."
"How I wish you could wake up and tell me that I am very important to you and that you want to keep me, but..."
He raised his lips and raised a smile, but his eyes were full of sadness.
"Farewell, Nine."
——
When Gu Qingjiu woke up the next morning, he found that he was in his bedroom.
She got up and got out of bed and rubbed her eyes:
"Strange, how does Wen Ling know where I live?"
As soon as she opened the door, she saw her uncle, the housekeeper, and asked him: "Uncle, who sent me back yesterday? Where are the others?"
The housekeeper's uncle said: "Mr. Gu Wenjin sent you back last night. He has gone to the company now."
"Uncle?" Gu Qingjiu was full of doubts, but after looking at the time, she went to design clothes without having time to think too much.
It took a whole day yesterday, and today she got up at midnight again. It seemed she had to hurry up.
——
In the underground laboratory, Gu Wenjin looked at Wen Ling lying in the dormant cabin and frowned unconsciously: "Why do you have to increase the transport volume? Do you know that your mortality rate will also increase?"
Although Wen Ling is destined to die according to the original extraction amount, it can at least ensure that he lives longer. When the energy is exhausted, his death will be easier.
Now, he took the initiative to increase the amount of energy delivered. Although it was a good thing for Gu Wenjin, Gu Wenjin couldn't bear to see him suffer the torture caused by increasing the amount of energy delivered.
Wen Ling was now covered in transmission belts, and the excessive extraction made his lips pale, but he still gritted his teeth and persisted, forcing out one sentence:
"There's no time - isn't this what you want to have Gu Qingcheng come back?"
