Chapter 41: The Lonely Bamboo Horse (7)
In front of her, Gu Qian was riding a bicycle, tall and neat.
He has no intention of waiting for others at all, but the girl chases after him with difficulty and perseveres.
She wanted to get back the treatment she received as her younger sister and prevent Gu Qian from being blackened, so she was bound to suffer a bit.
In the evening wind, Xia Ling looked up at Gu Qian.
Although he didn't look at her, he couldn't ride so slowly.
"Ouch—" Xia Ling let go of his hand, and the car crashed into a tree beside the road.
The car bumped into a tree, and with a loud bang, Xia Ling's hands were numb from the rebound. The car fell to the side, and she jumped out of the car.
Hearing the voice behind him, Gu Qian's pupils were severely suffocated.
The brake of the bicycle was tightened, and there was a piercing sound. Gu Qian put one foot on the ground, lowered his eyes, and looked indifferent again.
Xia Ling "fell" on the ground, gasped for breath, and glanced at Gu Qian quietly.
In the twilight, Gu Qian sat in the car, his figure stretched out by the setting sun.
He stopped for a long time, so long that Xia Ling thought he would turn back.
Gu Qian moved, rode the bicycle, and went forward on his own.
The long legs kicked down hard, and after a few back and forth, Xia Ling could no longer see his car or his figure.
There are ten thousand beasts galloping inside.
The system let out a "poof" laugh, and said coolly.
"Host, it's rare, you can't sell this bitter trick!"
Listening to the system gloating, Xia Ling patted the ashes on his body, calmly: "If you can't sell it, you won't sell it. What's there to be happy about?"
The system stopped laughing.
Come to think of it, the Xialing mission failed, and it didn't do any good, so why was it laughing?
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In the evening, Xia Ling sat behind the desk in front of the window.
The table lamp was turned on with light yellow, and the girl was wearing a white nightdress with thin suspenders. Under the light, her fair shoulders were glowing with warmth.
Her expression of homework is also extremely serious.
And when the breeze blew, the curtains were raised, so Gu Qian could see her very clearly.
Xia Ling found an angle and sat here on purpose.
The windows of the two families are facing each other, and there is a small fence of the villa in the middle. She just wants him to see her.
Gu Qian twirled the pen on his slender fingertips and propped his head up. This posture was a posture that would never look at the opposite side.
But whenever the curtains were blown up by the wind, Gu Qian couldn't control his sight, so he had to look to the opposite side.
The girl's figure was like a willow branch hanging down into the lake. When the curtains were blown, the girl's figure also left ripples in the lake of his heart.
He shouldn't care about her anymore. He used to take care of her like a younger sister, but what she got in return was her indifference as if she said she was alienated.
Now, she didn't know what tricks she was playing. If he was fooled so easily, wouldn't it be a fool to bully Gu Qian?
It is rare for Gu Qian to be lost in thought many times.
Until the desk lamp on the opposite side went out, Gu Qian should have finished his homework and was about to wash up and go to sleep, when Gu Qian suddenly woke up.
He suddenly came back to his senses, lowered his head, and saw the test paper that he should have completed in 30 minutes, without writing a single word.
And looking at the time, he had been sitting behind the desk for a full hour and a half.
"Gu Qian, good night."
A text message lights up on the phone screen on his desk.
The sender's number is a number that he memorizes by heart, but has been deleted before.
Looking up to the opposite side, the cold girl stood behind the desk, smiling and looking at him quietly, watching him look at her, then raised her hand and shook the lighted cell phone in her hand.
Looking at the girl, what Gu Qian immediately thought of was the appearance of the girl and Gao Shengyang walking side by side.