Chapter 685 I Am Here

The scars revealed under Gu Weimian's calm eyes almost suffocated Huo Yan.

What on earth had she been through?

The man suppressed the panic in his voice and said softly, "You have a grandfather, a brother..."

And me.

Gu Weimian smiled and said nothing.

But she didn't have them in her last life.

She had nothing at that time.

Huo Yan didn't know all this.

Huo Yan could only hug the person in his arms tightly.

He couldn't say anything, he could only hug her, and hug her forever.

There was only one feeling left in his heart, heartache.

How could he let Gu Weimian fall into such a desperate situation?

What happened at that time?

Who did it...

All these questions lingered wildly in his mind, almost driving him crazy.

I don't know how long it took, the girl in his arms cried tired and fell asleep, even if she fell asleep, tears kept flowing from the corners of her eyes.

Huo Yan picked up Gu Weimian and carefully put her on the bed.

As soon as her hand left Gu Weimian, it was suddenly grabbed.

The soft and slender fingers hooked his, and the girl murmured anxiously: "Teacher... don't leave me."

Huo Yan's body stiffened. Seeing Gu Weimian still uneasy in his sleep, he sighed slightly and stroked Gu Weimian's hair. The long seaweed-like hair wrapped around his palm and also wrapped around his heart.

...

When Gu Weimian opened her eyes again, she saw Huo Yan sitting on the edge of her bed, looking down at the documents.

She blinked and looked out the window again.

I don't know how long she slept, it was completely dark outside.

She blinked confusedly, and the originally broken memory was recalled all of a sudden.

Thinking of how she cried before falling asleep, she felt a little embarrassed, sat up silently, and lowered her eyes to avoid looking at Huo Yan's face.

All her previous confident and powerful image was probably almost destroyed in Huo Yan's heart.

Crying like that for such a simple sentence... The man must think she is neurotic...

Her shoulders were held by the man, who pushed her back to the bed. Then, her eyes went dark, and Gu Weimian felt something cool pressing on her eyes.

"Close your eyes." The man's low voice was beside her ear.

Infinite patience and tenderness.

Gu Weimian's lips moved, and then she closed her eyes and stopped talking.

The cool feeling kept coming into her eyes, giving her originally dry and burning eyeballs a moment of respite.

A burst of coldness on her lips.

"Open your mouth."

Gu Weimian opened her mouth obediently.

A straw-like thing was inserted into it.

"Suck."

Gu Weimian took a sip, and then sighed with satisfaction. It was sour plum soup, which stimulated her appetite and made Gu Weimian, who was almost dehydrated from crying, feel a little energetic.

She took a sip, raised her hand to take off the thing on her eyes, but her hand was caught by Huo Yan.

"Stay for a while longer."

It took the man several minutes to remove the stuff from Gu Weimian's eyes.

Before Gu Weimian could sit up from the bed, Huo Yan carried her to his wheelchair, facing him.

Gu Weimian's body was stiff.

But the man seemed to be unaware, holding Gu Weimian's face and wiping her face with a hot towel bit by bit.

Gu Weimian's lips moved, "You..."

The voice was hoarse, and for a moment, she couldn't even make normal syllables.

Huo Yan put his fingers on Gu Weimian's lips, not allowing her to speak.

"I will always be there in the future." The man's low voice was in her ear.

There are still five more in the evening