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Chapter 87 Love at First Sight (1)

The Gu family is very big, Su Mumu wandered around, and then stopped in front of the study.

She pushed the door of the study room, but it was unlocked. She didn't know whether the study room was closed on purpose or if she forgot to close it. Seeing that she didn't have much time to do, Su Mumu was going to go in and pick up a few books to pass the time.

Pushing the door open, the lights in the study room turned on, as if she had gone to a library. The room was huge, and there were books on the walls all around. She was surprised by how many books there were.

There is a huge desk next to the study window, on which some office things are placed, it should be where Gu Cheng usually works.

There is a large sofa in front of the desk.

Su Mumu wandered around the room, then sat down in front of the big desk, looking at the office stuff on the desk, she found a half-closed collection of poems, took a look, it was a novel by Gu Cheng , She burst out laughing when she saw it, Gu Cheng's family must like Gu Cheng as a poet, otherwise why would they give Gu Cheng the name of Gu Cheng.

Su Mumu was not particularly interested in these poems, but she still picked up the book and looked at it. When she opened the folded page, the words on it came into view:
you

see me later

see the cloud

I think

when you look at me far away
You are very close when you look at the clouds
——Gu Cheng "Far and Near"

Su Mumu frowned. She was really not interested in these poems, so she closed them after one glance.

She looked down at the many drawers on the desk. She couldn't tell what she was thinking. She stretched out her hand to pull the drawers. Some of them could be opened, and there were some office things in them, and some of the drawers were locked. , Su Mumu groped under the desk with her hand, she touched a bumpy thing in one place, she was slightly taken aback, and then pressed it down.

A drawer opened automatically, and Su Mumu froze when he saw the cold black pistol in the drawer.

It was a revolver. Su Mumu hesitated for a moment, reached out and picked up the pistol. Her brows were slightly frowned. Although she hadn't used this kind of thing for a while, she felt like a lifetime away.

As long as she picks up the gun, she will use it spontaneously with her hands, without having to think about it, and she is very familiar with these things after nearly ten years of killer career.

(End of this chapter)