Ling Lu struggled to get up from the sofa on his hands and knees and tucked his messy hair behind his ears. Gu Zhi was also lying on the sofa, raising his arms and putting them behind his head. He squinted his eyes slightly and looked at her somewhat panicked back.
The next day, the weather was gloomy, and there seemed to be heavy fog outside the window.
Ling Lu rubbed his eyes, found his cell phone from the bedside table, and clicked on the message from Yang Yang.
[Lu Lu, Xu Jiayi’s surgery was successful and he has been transferred to the general ward... By the way, Lu Lu, can you help me politely ask Mr. Gu where our Xu family is in business? Have you ever offended him? Why did he look like this at my father yesterday? ]
[Ling Lu: Okay, I'll ask for you, but you don't have to think too much. He treats everyone like this. He didn't even look at someone who handed him a business card yesterday. ]
[Xu Yangyang: I wish I was overthinking it. ]
[Ling Lu: OK! 】
Ling Lu turned off his phone and turned his head to look at Gu Zhiye. He had his eyes closed, and it was unclear whether he was sleeping or not.
"What do you want to ask?" Gu Zhi was like a roundworm in Ling Lu's stomach.
": Do you have any connection with the Xu family?" Ling Lu asked in a low voice.
": No." Gu Zhiye answered decisively and simply.
Ling Lu turned to look at the gloomy sky outside the window. The scene of Zhou Tingyue's injury appeared out of thin air in his mind and gradually became clearer.
Linglu recalled the details of the wound as if she had seen it with her own eyes. She even smelled the smell of burning skin in her dream.
She unconsciously began to think, if Zhou Tingyue is not dead yet, where is he now? Why didn't you think of contacting her? What is he doing?
": The old man asked me to take you to make a shirt." Gu Zhiye's warm voice interrupted Ling Lu's thoughts.
": Making clothes?" Ling Lu sounded a little surprised. The word "making clothes" does sound a bit strange these days.
": Aren't you going to participate in an event next week? The old man said that the Yi family's embroiderer will make you a cheongsam." Gu Zhi also squeezed Ling Lu's hand and asked, ": Or do you want to wear it? Dress? "
": I guess I'll just go get some soy sauce, so don't bother." As soon as Gu Zhiye said that, Linglu suddenly remembered that the list of Wenrong Awards would be out next week. The days have been blurry.
": Wife, this is what the old man told me to do." Gu Zhi also pressed his forehead against Ling Lu's head.
": Stop using grandpa to pressure me." Ling Lu moved his head two inches to the side and turned to look at Gu Zhiye.
": Are you going then?" Gu Zhiye stared at her seriously.
": Go." Ling Lu didn't want to let down the little old man's kindness.
Gu Zhi also chuckled.
After dinner, Gu ZhiyeBring Ling Lu to Yizhai.
Simple and elegant, with white walls and black tiles, this house located halfway up the mountain looks to be quite old.
": Lao Gu, sister-in-law." Yun Yinghuai narrowed his narrow fox eyes and walked up and patted Gu Zhiye on the shoulder, looking like he was hesitant to speak. .
": Brother Zhiye is here." A girl with a slim figure and a delicate face appeared in Linglu's sight.
After being introduced by Gu Zhiye, Linglu and the others followed Yi Xiaoxiao to an old man with silver hair. She had a kind face and her back was very straight when she sat. There were wrinkles on her face. Her face is not the epitome of time but the embodiment of another style.
": Grandma Yi." Gu Zhiye and Yun Yinghuai said in unison.
"Grandma Yi." Ling Lu followed Gu Zhi and shouted.
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