Chapter 2264 Change It
Her...the little dress she wore when she turned 18.
She wore this dress alone and ran to see Ao Qijun.
It was also her first time to wear high heels. That time, her heels were rubbed to the point of bleeding.
She didn't know when this dress came into the man's hands.
The man handed the little dress to her, then opened the door of the cloakroom and signaled Gu Weimian to go in and change into this dress.
Gu Weimian took the dress like a possessed person, walked into the cloakroom and changed into it.
She put on the dress skillfully, tied the belt around her waist and tied a small bow.
This was a pink dream that belonged to her teenage years.
Then, she put on a pair of beautiful but also very rubbing high heels.
She looked at herself in the mirror.
Her face was still wrapped in gauze, and her original appearance was indeed very different.
But after putting on this dress, she stared at herself in the mirror, as if she saw the 18-year-old Gu Weimian.
A look of half crying and half laughing appeared on her face.
"A girl should be elegant and generous like a girl. Put on this skirt, put on these high heels, straighten your back, you are the eldest daughter of the Gu family."
Who was teaching her sternly in her memory?
In a trance, Gu Weimian seemed to see Mr. Gu.
Her eyes were a little red.
This is also the only relatively presentable dress among the many clothes that are hard to describe in adolescence, right?
"Gu Weimian, you don't deserve white. Don't let me see you wearing this color again in the future."
Whose voice is this?
It was the first sentence that Ao Qijun said after she found him in a pair of high heels that seemed like saws.
Gu Weimian clenched her fists and her body trembled slightly.
At that moment, this dress promised the greatest humiliation she received when she was eighteen years old.
Her fingers gently brushed the hem of her skirt.
After so many years, until today, she really put on this skirt for herself.
Gu Weimian turned around slowly as if in a dream and slowly opened the door of the cloakroom.
Outside the door, the moment Huo Yan saw Gu Weimian, he suddenly jumped up from his chair.
On that face that was always serious, there was a three-second sluggish look, with disbelief, shock, confusion and... in his eyes.
It seemed to be a kind of joy.
Then, Huo Yan stepped up and walked a few steps towards Gu Weimian.
He approached the girl, stretched out his hand, and carefully touched the tulle on Gu Weimian's skirt, as if he was afraid of breaking the tulle.
He stayed for a moment, and then his hand went up inch by inch.
First to her waist, then to her neck, and then moved up, and finally, the man touched her cheek.
The man was silent throughout the whole process.
However, his fingers trembled slightly, and the expression on his face became more and more obsessed and intoxicated, as if a believer was confirming his faith and conveying his inner excitement through such a ritual.
Obviously, he was not calm in his heart.
Huo Yan's expression partially infected Gu Weimian.
It even gave Gu Weimian goose bumps on her arms.
It was really a bit exaggerated.
So exaggerated that... she wanted to say it was a bit fake.
But every muscle on the man's face, every expression, especially his eyes, did not seem fake.
Gu Weimian: I am indeed eighteen years old this year