For some reason, when Gu Nian heard the word "love letter", she couldn't help but think of the letter stuffed in her schoolbag that she mentioned when chatting with Tan Tan and the others just now. Tan Tan guessed that the letter might be from Zhou Hao.
Letter to her.
Although Gu Nian was not sure whether the letter from back then was written by Zhou Hao, and she also felt that the so-called love letter in the message intercepted by Qi Ye today could not be related to the letter from back then, but at this moment, her mind was confused.
Blank, all thoughts revolve around that letter from that year.
She was stunned for a while, then asked Qi Ye softly: "What was written in the letter?"
Qi Ye suddenly realized that he was being mean-mouthed again. He was so upset that he wanted to slap himself in the face, but his face was calm and calm. He smiled calmly and said to Gu Nian: "Oh, it's just something like "Wish to be a winged bird in the sky"
, I would like to tie branches together on the ground. 'You plow the fields and I will weave them.
Bu, you cook and I wash the dishes', 'Hold your hand and grow old together' and so on! Tsk, these old-fashioned sentences have long been out of date. The pervert who sent you messages to harass you is probably a five-year-old
A sixty-year-old man, otherwise how could he write about this kind of stuff?"
As Qi Ye spoke, he glanced at the stairs inadvertently and suddenly saw Fu Yanxiao. He didn't know when he came and how long he had been standing there listening. He was so frightened that Qi Ye's face changed and he forced a smile and said to Gu Nian.
: "Oops, I'm a little sleepy. I'm going back to my room to rest. Nian Nian, good night!"
After saying that, he turned around and ran upstairs. When he passed by Fu Yanxiao, he glanced at him with a cold look. His back felt numb again. He swayed slightly and quickened his pace to run to the room.
Gu Nian also saw Fu Yanxiao. Seeing him standing at the stairs with an expressionless face, staring at her with deep eyes, her heart skipped a beat and asked, "Are you done?"
"No." Fu Yanxiao looked at her for a while, then lowered his eyes and said in a calm tone: "I'm thirsty. Come down here to find something to drink."
After saying that, without looking at Gu Nian again, he walked downstairs with long legs, walked directly to the wine cabinet, took a bottle of red wine, then went to the kitchen to get a goblet, and then walked upstairs.
Gu Nian followed him, glanced at the bottle of red wine he was carrying, thought for a moment, and said with concern: "You have a weak stomach, so you'd better drink less wine! If you're thirsty, I'll make you a cup of tea, or give you some
Squeeze a glass of juice, it just so happens that Wang Ma bought a lot of fruit today..."
"No need." Fu Yanxiao's voice was clear and clear, with a bit of indifference on his face. He went upstairs and walked directly to the study with the wine in hand without any intention of stopping.
Gu Nian looked at his cold and aloof back, and suddenly felt something stabbing his heart, an indescribable dull pain.
What happened to him? He was angry when he saw her talking to Qi Ye downstairs?
Gu Nian bit her lip and stood at the top of the stairs for a long time. Then she suddenly turned around and went downstairs again, heading towards the kitchen.
When he came up again, he had a bowl in his hand, which contained the soup that Wang Ma had cooked.
Fu Yanxiao has a bad stomach. If he drinks again, his stomach will definitely feel more uncomfortable. It is better to drink soup to nourish his stomach.
Gu Nian walked to the study door with the soup, raised her hand and knocked gently on the door. Without waiting for the people inside to respond, she opened the door and walked in. She smiled and said, "I just drank the soup cooked by Mother Wang."
One bowl, it tastes pretty good.”
"Who asked you to come in?" Fu Yanxiao looked at Gu Nian with a stern face, his stern eyebrows slightly furrowed, showing deep displeasure.
Gu Nian's smile froze, and she was stunned for a long time before she found her voice. Her voice was dry and somewhat incoherent: "I just knocked on the door... Drinking is not good for your stomach. I will bring you soup... Yan Xiao, I
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"Get out!" Fu Yanxiao interrupted Gu Nian coldly. There was no trace of warmth in his voice. It was like a sword made of black iron and ice, cold and ruthless.
"Yan Xiao..." Gu Nian's eyes were red, and there was a thorn in his throat. He was so uncomfortable that he couldn't speak.
She didn't know what was going on with Fu Yanxiao. Why did the person who was so sweet and affectionate with her turn so coldly in the blink of an eye? Is it because she talked to Qi Ye for a while? But he knew that she and Qi Ye had nothing to do with each other.
At most, they are just friends.
Gu Nian looked at the indifferent Fu Yanxiao in front of her, and suddenly felt a little flustered. At this moment, he was just like he was when they just received the certificate, cold, indifferent, and alienated from her, as if the intimacy they had experienced during this period was just an illusion and was in vain.
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Fu Yanxiao couldn't help but feel soft when he saw Gu Nian's red eyes and brimming with tears. However, he thought about the content of the message just now and her expression of eagerness to read it, which made him feel very unhappy.
.So he raised his head in annoyance and took a big gulp of wine, and said impatiently: "Get out! I'm very busy, and there are still many things to do."
Gu Nian bit her lip hard to hold back the tears. She stared at him silently until tears blurred her vision, then she turned around and walked out of the study.
He returned to the room in a daze, only to find that the soup was still in his hand and was not given to him.
I wanted to send it to him again, but when I thought of his cold eyes, I gave up the idea.
After sitting on the sofa for a while, he wiped away his tears, then took the soup to the kitchen downstairs and poured it back into the earthen pot. There was only one bowl of soup left. If Fu Yanxiao drank it, he would not be able to drink it when Tantan came tomorrow morning.
Drink it. It’s good that he doesn’t drink it now and save it for Tantan to drink.
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In the study, Fu Yanxiao sat at his desk and took a few sips of red wine from the bottle. He felt that the wine tasted very bitter and was unpleasant to drink.