Sweetheart: Imperial school grass, please stop!

Chapter 47 Sleeping Under the Overpass
There was no expression on Gu Qianyi's face, as if the servants in the villa were empty, she gently closed the villa door, and then slowly walked out of the villa's yard.

Looking at the villas with lights on one after another around her, she couldn't help sighing faintly, her footsteps instinctively walked towards Jiang Chenxi's villa for a few steps, then turned her head and left.

Gu Qianyi dragged a big red bag and walked aimlessly on the street, and someone actually handed her the plastic bottle after drinking water and drinks.

She shook her head with a smile and told them that she was not picking up junk.

Gu Qianyi walked to the bottom of an overpass with heavy steps, and looked at the fast-moving vehicles on the road and couldn't help lowering her head.

The sky at night is picturesque and the wind is blowing. A few dead trees are swaying in the cold wind. The dim lights elongate the shadows of the swaying branches, which looks extraordinarily weird.

Under the street lamp, sadness covered a woman's temperature, and a thick layer of sadness floated.

Gu Qianyi raised his head and looked at the sparse treetops. There were no leaves, the branches were empty, there was no language, and he had a stern expression.On the thick black night, there is a yellowish crescent moon, like a bow and knife, and then there are a few sparse and simple stars, which seem to be inlaid, distant and small, looking like nails nailed into the sky.

Holding the big red bag in her arms, she walked slowly to a corner of a cart by the bridge and sat down, clasping her hands together and rubbing them non-stop, as if she wanted to get warmth in this way.

The biting cold wind was blowing, and it hit Gu Qianyi from time to time. She narrowed her eyes and slowly took off the frame on her face.

She hugged herself tightly with both hands, and slowly closed her eyes. At this moment, there were bright lights shining one after another in the red bag.

Gu Qianyi was slightly taken aback, and took out the gleaming mobile phone from the bag, and couldn't help being taken aback when he saw a lot of text messages on it.

'Stupid, do you have anything to do when you go back? '

'You idiot, you won't be murdered, will you? '

'Idiot, I may have offended some people when I was in your body, those people are paper tigers, as long as you are not afraid of them, they will be afraid of you. '

'Idiot, you won't have been killed by that old woman, have you? '

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Looking at the text messages on the phone, Gu Qianyi felt that his cold heart was gradually warmed up.

She didn't realize that her teardrops had slowly slid down her face, she stretched out her trembling hands and typed on the phone stiffly.

'I'm fine, you think too much, I'm so sleepy, so I went to bed first. '

Gu Qianyi put the phone in his pocket, instinctively took out the thermos in the bag, opened it, poured it into his mouth, but did not pour out a drop of water.

She froze for a moment, then put the thermos cup into the bag, hugged her body tightly, stretched out her tongue and licked her chapped lips, and slowly closed her eyes.

The night was getting late, there were few pedestrians on the road, and even the number of vehicles was so small that it could be counted.

Many passersby looked at the shivering woman sleeping in the corner of the bridge and couldn't help shaking their heads, then they put a lot of money beside her with light steps, and then left gently.

Gu Qianyi in his sleep seemed to feel a burst of warmth, and then slowly fell into a deep sleep.

Early the next morning, when the sunlight poured into the room through the automatically opened floor-to-ceiling windows, the man on the bed stretched slowly and sat up.

(End of this chapter)