Love is More Than a Word

New hatred and old hate four

In the same room, Gu She lived in a different room.

The potted plants are trimmed and the beds are completely new. The incense burner was placed on the coffee table, and it scented slowly.

Gu She sat down at the table and poured two cups of tea leisurely.

If the bandage on his arm was too eye-catching, Tao Mo almost thought that they had not left Tan Yang, Gu She invited him to play chess as usual, and he came to the appointment as usual.

"You have something to worry about?" Gu She pushed one of the cups to the other side of the table.

Tao Mo hesitated and finally sat down at the table. "No."

Gu Shedao: "Liar."

Tao Mozhi and Wuwu were speechless. In front of Gu She, he always had nothing to hide. Old Tao's words became his knot. Although he persuaded himself again and again that Gu She was Gu She and Gu Gu's father was Gu She's father, but whenever he found an excuse to escape, his father's resentful appearance appeared before him, calling him.

"What did Lao Tao say to you?" Gu She frowned invisibly. Tao Mo's reaction was slightly unexpected.

Tao Mo panicly raised his head, "How do you know..."

Gu Shedao: "Related to me?"

Tao Mo didn't open his eyes in a panic, daring to face him squarely.

Gu Shedao: "Because I am Gu Xianzhi?"

Tao Mo was stunned, not sure what he said?

Gu She slowed her breath: "You don't have to keep calling me Gu Guzi, call me Xianzhi."

Tao Moxin jumped involuntarily. He said in a hurry: "My word dance." He never thought his words were so ridiculous, obviously not one big character, but he just called the dance.

Gu She didn't take it seriously and whispered: "Dance."

Tao Mo's face was red, and he looked down at the tea cup, "Xian Zhi."

"It is common for friends to call each other's words." Gu Sheman said casually, "Should we be friends?"

"Self, naturally yes." Tao Mo was excited and couldn't help himself. I want to see Ming Cuiju at first sight, he is like a star holding a moon, standing proudly in the crowd, he is not in the dark, and the darkness is invisible. The two are like Hao Hao Mingyue and Youyou fluorescent. Cha Yanhuan, friends and friends?

Gu She asked faintly: "Is it?"

A sentence "is it" echoes the previous "lying", such as a pot of cold water, pouring pottery ink cold. He held the tea cup tightly in his hand, and the water in the glass dangled.

Gu She lowered her eyelids and slowly stood up.

Tao Mo tightened his heart and blurted out, "Your father..."

Gu She paused slightly and asked quietly, "How is my father?"

Tao Mo's throat seemed to be stuck, and he said for a long time: "If your father knows that you are injured, you will be very worried."

Gu She glanced gently at his face, "This is what you want to say to me?"

Tao Mo only felt that his head was heavy, and he wanted to click on it, but he was afraid that he would never get up after clicking it.

"I haven't communicated with my father for a long time." Gu She slowly said, "I'm injured or not, whether he knows or not, it has nothing to do."

Tao Mo listened stunned.

Gu She said: "You are my friend, just that." He originally wanted to say that he didn't have to worry about others, but when he remembered the old pottery and the rain, his heart moved.

Is it just that?

Does it not mean that he and he are just ordinary friends, as ordinary friends, naturally there is no need to involve each other's family history, let alone mind both parents.

Tao Mo's tastes were mixed, and he could not tell whether he was happy or sad.

He didn't know how he got out of the room and how to return to the room. He only saw the bed and fell down.

I don't know how long I slept, Hao Guoguo's voice dangled beside his head like a mosquito.

His eyelids were heavy, and he opened slowly for a long time.

"Master!" Hao Guoguo looked worried and reached out his hand against his forehead. "Your forehead is so hot."

Tao Mo blinked, thinking what he meant, and he saw Hao Guoguo jump up and run out.

He is still in the room.

Tao Mo turned sideways and his hands were under his neck, only to find that he was astonishingly hot.

Is it sick?

He sat up with his elbow restlessly.

"What do you get up with?" Lao Tao pushed open the door, strode in, walked to the bed, and touched his forehead. "It really burned."

Tao Mo whispered: "I'm fine."

"Lie down first." Lao Tao pushed his shoulder and let him lie down.

Tao Mo could not match his strength, not to mention sick? Can only lie down.

Lao Tao helped him tuck in the quilt.

Tao Mo glanced at him secretly, "Today, Gu She asked me..."

"Okay." Old Tao interrupted him lightly. "You don't need to think about anything at this time, just rest well."

Tao Moben didn't know how to speak. Hearing his words, the donkey went downhill and closed his mouth.

Lao Tao sat beside his bed and looked at him worriedly.

In a trance, the face of Lao Tao overlapped with Mr. Tao. I remember he was sick when he was young, and his father was sitting by the bed looking after him. He lost his father at an early age, and his father did not marry again. Before the age of six, his clothes, food, housing and housing should be controlled by his father himself. It was only later that the father's business became bigger and bigger and he had to give it to others. Rao is so, his father also often asks, never left him cold.

Thinking of the past, Tao Mo's eyes and tears slipped away.

Old Tao frowned: "Is it uncomfortable? No matter how patient, Hao Guoguo will be back soon."

"Um." Tao Mo agreed with a strong nasal voice.

The door was tapped twice.

Old Tao asked: "Who?"

"Gu She."

Old Tao looked at Tao Mo hesitantly, and said softly: "Please come in."

The door pushed open, and Gu Sheqing's figure appeared in the blurred vision of Tao Momo.

"I'm sick." Tao Mo whispered, "You don't want to get close, so as not to get infected."

Gu She glanced at Lao Tao.

Old Tao said: "I am a martial arts person, and my body is naturally much better than the average person."

Gu She slowly approached, said lightly: "I'm still young."

Old Tao: "..."

Gu She walked to the bed and looked down at Tao Mo, then stretched out his hand and pressed it on Tao Mo's forehead.

Tao Mo Hongtong's face was even more red. Hao Guoguo and Lao Tao both touched his forehead, but he didn't let Gu She blush.

Gu She turned to hold his wrist.

Tao Mo shrank, but was still held down.

It turned out to be the pulse. Tao Mo didn't know where the disappointment in his heart came from.

Lao Tao looked at Gu She, pondering and let go of his wrist, saying, "How?"

"Physical weakness, think more." Gu She frowned, "need to adjust."

Tao Tao: "How to nurse?"

Gu She said: "The first time I saw a doctor, I had to consider it."

"For the first time?" Lao Tao thought back. Also, as Gu She is a person, I am afraid that he will not take the initiative to diagnose and treat the pulse for others.

After a while, Hao Guoguo and Gu Xiaojia invited the doctor in.

When the doctor saw them, he stunned: "What's the matter with you again?"

Lao Tao wondered: "Are you?"

Gu She said: "My wound is going to be changed."

The doctor said: "I will change it for you later." He walked to Tao Mo's bed, lowered his head and let go of his hand, and said to Hao Guoguo: "You grind my ink for me, I will prescribe it."

Hao Guoguo responded with a low voice, and took out the doctor's four treasures, rubbing the ink without saying a word.

The doctor was impatient, and before he evened out the ink, he grabbed the pen and flew it on the paper.

After finishing the prescription, Hao Guoguo was about to take it, but Gu Xiaojia snatched it halfway.

Hao Guoguo wondered: "What are you doing?"

Gu Xiaojia handed Fang Zi to Gu She, "Young Master. Please look over." As soon as he saw Gu Gu was interested in that Fang Zi, this is a good time to make a contribution, how can he miss it?

Gu She swept her eyes and nodded.

Gu Xiaojia gave the prescription to Hao Guoguo.

Hao Guoguo snorted coldly, "Inexplicably." Fangzi withdrew and turned to grab the medicine.

The doctor helped Gu She change the dressing.

Tao Mo suddenly said to Gu Xiaojia: "Is the lawyer invited?"

Gu Xiaojia pouted, looked at Gu She carefully, and shook his head.

"Why?" Tao Mo wanted to sit up in a hurry. Old Tao quickly held him.

Gu Xiaojia said: "I don't know. It is said that this is what Mr. Hammer meant."

"Mr. Hammer?" Tao Mo's heart was half cold. If Mr. Hammer is not willing to help, it means that half of the lawyers in Tanyang County are standing by.

"There is also Lin Zhengyong, isn't it?" Gu She uttered amazingly.

(End of this chapter)