Sir, Please Conduct Yourself

There was no light in all directions, except for the cold.

In a trance, he suddenly felt that the Lingtai was in severe pain, and a woman's voice sounded intermittently in his ear. The voice was like a thin needle, gentle but deep, and all of them pierced into his heart.

Gu Qingwei seems to have a very long dream, in which Gu Beihua is a devil!

The devil from the depths of hell has been chasing Gu Qingwei and is unwilling to let go. No matter how Gu Qingwei screams or how he escapes, he can't escape Gu Beihua.

Cold sweat layer by layer, let Gu Qingwei whole person all wet, he can't escape!

Just as the devil's hand is about to fall, and he is about to be strangled, he is more and more unable to breathe, and he is more and more irrational, but it seems that someone is holding the devil behind him, and his neck is gradually able to breathe.

Yes, song dongrou. In the dream, song dongrou uses his body to help him block the attack of the devil, so that he can survive, but song dongrou is dead. He held the corpse desperately and cried, but no one paid attention to him until he felt great pain, as if something was rubbing on it, and he seemed to be disappearing

Gu Qingwei took a cold breath and opened his eyes. There was a faint circle of light around his field of vision, and he could vaguely recognize the figure of a woman.

For a moment, Gu Qingwei relaxed and mumbled, "aunt Rou? It's you. I'm scared to death. "

"Why are you sweating and shaking? Did you have a nightmare? "

Gu Qingwei nodded and sighed. He didn't want to say anything more, because Gu Beihua was his father anyway.

Song dongrou looked over at him and blinked in surprise. "Your wound is very serious. I'm applying medicine for you in front of me. You lie down and don't move. I'll finish the rest of the medicine for you."

"Well." Gu Qingwei nodded.

This medicine is quite painful. Gu Qingwei has been biting his lips.

Gu Qingwei lay on the bed, with consciousness gradually awake, the pain is also more and more heavy, the strong sense of shame is almost followed.

He quietly glanced at Song dongrou, feeling very disappointed with himself. Why? Why are you still so useless.

Gu Qingwei dropped his eyes and buried his head in the pillow.

Suddenly, he felt a few drops of cool in the scorching heat on his back. Although it was cool, it was more painful for him.

"Aunt Rou, you..." he turned his head to look, but song dongrou's eyes were red with tears. She bit her lips and obviously endured for a long time.

After being seen, song dongrou quickly put down the liquid medicine to rub her eyes, and rubbed her hands full of tears, "it's OK, I'm ok. Xiao Wei, it's my fault today. I'm not considerate. I didn't expect to... Oh, I'm confused... "

Gu Qingwei's heart softened, and he quickly stopped, "aunt Rou, don't say that. How can I blame you?"

"I know you are sensible. Ah, what a good child. Look at me..."

Gu Qingwei coolly left the corner of his eyes, some self mockery way, "that bastard has never been heavy, I'm used to it."

Song dongrou seems to have been greatly impacted. She shakes her head and says, "Xiaowei, you can't say that about your father! He did it for his own reason. How can you call it... Ah! "