Shocked!She came back with a miniature version of the boss

Chapter 92

He covered her eyes, but he couldn't hide his soft heart. He couldn't resist Gu Ci's gaze, so nostalgic and greedy, as if he was her only color in the world.

No one can resist the single-minded gaze of the sweetheart.

Gu Ci fell asleep, and Lu Zhiyuan let go of her hand, brushing the hair on her cheek gently. After Gu Ci confessed, he avoided Gu Ci.

"Gu Ci..." Lu Zhiyuan's voice was low and gentle, "I know you are Gu Ci."

But we can't be together!
There was always a line between him and her, and he didn't dare to cross it. When Gu Ci confessed his love that day, at that moment, he wanted to cross that line.

"I can reach the stars and go to the moon for you, or I can smash my body to pieces for you, but I can't cross the line."

When Gu Ci woke up with a high fever, Dr. Li from the medical team came up, gave her a fever-reducing injection, hung up the water again, Gu Ci still had a fever of 39°, Lu Zhiyuan looked displeased, "Who made you sick? "

Gu Ci looked at him quietly, and Lu Zhiyuan narrowed his eyes, "He held you in the water and made you sick with a high fever, but you still protect him?"

She bowed her head, unwilling to speak.

Lu Zhiyuan's heart was on fire, Gu Ci hooked his fingers, "I will take revenge."

She got up anxiously and coughed again, Lu Zhiyuan hurriedly pressed her, "Lie down, don't move."

She lay weakly, had a high fever and lost her appetite, her taste buds changed, and she found it unpalatable to eat anything. Gu Ci didn't force herself, she slept all morning and was very energetic in the afternoon, and couldn't sleep. Gu Ci said, "Lu Zhiyuan, I want to hear you play the violin."

"it is good!"

Lu Zhiyuan took Gu Ci's violin, sat in front of her, thought for a while, and played a very classical violin piece. Western operas incorporate classical rhythms, which are different from Liang Zhu's tunes. They are more solemn, more solemn, and less sad. , Desolate, more like a song of breaking the formation of gold and iron horses.

Gu Ci clutched the quilt tightly and looked at Lu Zhiyuan in disbelief.

This is the piece that Lu Zhiyuan often played in his previous life.

Every time he plays, it is at night.

It's the third master!
She raised her lips, her guess was correct, they are not dual personalities, otherwise, the third master would not be able to replace Lu Zhiyuan in racing, and it would be impossible for Lu Zhiyuan to understand the third master's music.

They are one person!

But why?
They don't seem to be acting personalities. She searched all the mental illnesses, but couldn't find an accurate term. Could it be that he suffers from the only mental illness in the world?
After playing a song, Gu Ci came back to her senses, applauded, and smiled sincerely. As a violin learner, she knew how high Lu Zhiyuan's level was, and it was a hall-level level.

But Lu Zhiyuan was so focused on the racing car that he competed all day long, so he didn't have time to practice the violin.

"I have practiced for more than ten years, but I am not as good as you." Gu Ci said with a light smile.

"This is talent." Lu Zhiyuan was confident and arrogant, with a dazzling light, "What else do you want to hear, I allow you to order songs."

Gu Ci was also polite, ordered several songs, and Lu Zhiyuan also calmed down and played for her. Although Gu Ci was ill, he was in good spirits.Both Liu Yu and He Miaomiao were concerned about her condition, and Gu Ci simply replied to them to report that she was safe.

When Gu Ziyu came home, he heard the music, and when he came in, he saw Gu Ci lying on the bed, and panicked.

"Mom, why are you sick?" Gu Ziyu ran over and put his hand on her forehead, "Mom, you are so hot."

Gu Ci, "..."

The song stopped abruptly, Lu Zhiyuan narrowed his eyes hesitantly, "Mom?"

Gu Ziyu turned his head stiffly, and when he saw Lu Zhiyuan, he had a rare child's bewildered expression on his face, why is dad here?He thought his mother was listening to a song.

Gu Ci racked her brains to explain, "I... intend to raise Ziyu as a son."

Gu Ziyu nodded solemnly, her pink face was innocent.

Lu Zhiyuan smiled. He put down the violin, walked over slowly, looked down at Gu Ci and Gu Ziyu, and the boy subconsciously clung to Gu Ci's side.

"Gu Ziyu, you look similar to Gu Ci..." Lu Zhiyuan really looked at Gu Ziyu's face for the first time, except for a pair of peach blossom eyes that resembled him, the outline and mouth were very similar to Gu Ci .

Gu Ci has smiling lips with rounded lips, and so does Gu Ziyu.

"We are destined." Gu Ci felt that she was short of words and couldn't write any more. She coughed tactically and her heart and lungs were hurting. Seeing this, Lu Zhiyuan hurriedly poured water for her. Sister, are you okay?"

Gu Ci shook her head, took Lu Zhiyuan's water glass, drank the water, and felt much more comfortable.

Lu Zhiyuan asked, "Little milk bag, you call her mother, what do you call me?"

Gu Ziyu called out tentatively, "Dad?"

Lu Zhiyuan, "..."

The atmosphere became very subtle, and Lu Zhiyuan was a little soft-hearted. He looked at Gu Ziyu with a half-smile, and the more he looked at it, the more frightened he became. Gu Ziyu really looked like his and Gu Ci's son.

If he and Gu Ci were ten years older.

When Gu Ci saw him pondering, her face gradually became solemn, her heart was suspended, and she was extremely nervous. Gu Ziyu was also a little nervous, holding Gu Ci's hand.

"My son must be well-behaved, cute and sensible." Lu Zhiyuan raised his eyebrows, "You should be your younger brother."

Gu Ziyu took a deep breath and asked with a smile, "Am I not cute, cute, or sensible?"

Gu Ci breathed a sigh of relief, as long as Lu Zhiyuan didn't suspect anything, otherwise, she really didn't know how to explain it.

"The tea smells like tea."

"It's your blessing to have a genius son like me!" Gu Ziyu raised his head, very arrogantly, "You have to be grateful, don't be ignorant."

Lu Zhiyuan was led astray by Gu Ziyu, "Then I must lose many years of life."

As soon as these words came out, Gu Ci and Gu Ziyu looked at him suddenly.

Lu Zhiyuan precisely stepped on Gu Ziyu's landmine.

Gu Ziyu's face darkened, and he could no longer pretend to be cute and cute, gloomy like a little devil, "What do you mean? I killed you?"

Gu Ci hugged Gu Ziyu, "Ziyu, what did you have for lunch?"

Gu Ziyu didn't answer Gu Ci, and asked Lu Zhiyuan directly, his tone was not at all like a six-year-old child, "Ask you, Lu Zhiyuan."

Lu Zhiyuan narrowed his eyes. He couldn't understand Gu Ci's nervousness, nor could he understand the madness in Gu Ziyu's eyes. He was just joking, why Gu Ziyu became like this.

Gu Ci rubbed Ziyu's back, couldn't help it, and felt sorry for Ziyu, "Lu Zhiyuan, you go upstairs first."

"Don't leave!" Gu Ziyu's eyes turned red, "Say it clearly, what do you mean? Am I the one who killed you?"

"Little Naibao, I'm just joking, what's wrong with you?" Lu Zhiyuan felt an unconcealable weirdness in his heart, and actually had a look of pity for Gu Ziyu.

It was the first time he saw Gu Ziyu with such a lively expression.

"Did I kill you?" Gu Ziyu was a little crazy, his mind was full of curses from his previous life, "Really?"

(End of this chapter)