School grass, your foodie is gone again

Chapter 575 July, help me!

"Ohh Ohh ohh……."

In a trance, she grabbed the knife on the table with her hand, raised it and dropped it, and slashed her shoulder fiercely, accompanied by her tearing tears.

Her heart was torn apart, and she was torn off piece by piece, and thrown into the cold and desperate deep sea, her world was dark...

"Light... lightly."

Most Qiyue was terrified and stopped crying in astonishment. She wanted to stop her, but she didn't know how to comfort her. She had a strong sense of despair and sadness, like a ceramic doll, which would shatter into ashes as soon as it was touched.

【I shouldn't have the exact same face as Gu Lanlan. 】

Gu Qingwei groaned in her heart, pointed the tip of the knife at her cheek, poked it in hard, and cut off her face fiercely.

"woo woo woo woo……."

The pain of skin cuts is far less than the despair in the heart. It is just a slight pain, which can save a painful heart for a long time.

"Zi!"

Another cut to the arm.

At the end of Qiyuemu's voice, her heart seemed to fall from a high place, falling to the ground and shattering into pieces.The shards of glass all over the heart are dazzling, reflecting chaotic light.And after that, it was like someone squeezed the heart hard with his hands, and all those fragments were deeply inserted into the heart.

Beside the eardrums was Gu Qingqing's heartbroken crying.

The knife tightly held in her hand was covered with shocking blood, and she begged hoarsely: "July, help me! Help me!"

She raised her teary face, and begged...

Most Qiyue was taken aback, something suddenly fell from her eye sockets, wet across her cheeks, leaving a zigzag line on her skin...

She couldn't control it anymore, hugged Gu Qingqing tightly, and cried in a low voice: "I am here, we are always here, and we will help you."

A heart-piercing cry, shrouded in blurred lights, in a small room, it was particularly loud.

*
After settling down with Gu Qingqing and Bei Liuchuan, Mo Qiyue was really depressed and walked alone on the road in the dark night.

Along this clean road, he walked to Nangonghan's castle unknowingly.

Because she is Nan Gongde's granddaughter, it was very easy for her to enter the castle in July. Looking up at the window of the study, it was pitch black.

That's right, it's so late, Nangong Han should be asleep.

Stepping quietly into the room, following the familiar pattern in her head, she successfully arrived at the study.

Not daring to turn on the light, groping for the dark light, finally managed to reach the lounge next door in July.

On the crowded bed, a familiar person lay upright.

Sitting next to him, Qiyue gently took his big warm hand, rubbed it under his nose, and murmured: "... Nangonghan, when will you think of me?"

"Tonight, slightly hurt, I... and your memory, it seems... there are many sad things waiting to happen every day."

She lowered her head and buried her head deeply in his palm.

"...I'm so tired, I really want to have someone to rely on and give me advice, I really... don't know what to do, woo woo..."

Thinking of Gu Qingqing in the bar room, crying and asking her to help her, her heart hurts, she really wants to help, but she doesn't know what to do.

She has no money, no influence, and no proof, what is she going to do? Gu Qingqing...

Nangong Han's slender fingers froze, and he frowned deeply. This little idiot, who came here crying in the middle of the night, must have been bullied outside!
Thinking of this, he immediately sat up straight.

"what!"

(End of this chapter)