Chapter 747: This look, the years are quiet

    Trembling. With a trembling body, Gu Qiqi walked to the corpse with difficulty, step by step.

    "Why, why don't you wait for me...I still have a lot to tell you...Why leave me alone in this world..."

    She hadn't had time to tell him that she was a girl.

    She hasn't had time to say sorry to him again, I love you...

    This is the most painful thing in the world.

    She thought that she could use this life to make up for the mistakes she made in the past.

    But God made her the biggest joke.

    She wants to make amends, to start over.

    But he can't wait...

    My eyes were like buckets with a leaking bottom, and the tears flowed indulgently.

    Gu Qiqi kept patting her chest, crying so sadly, so sadly, so desperately, her tears poured out of her eye sockets like a flood that burst the embankment.

    "Who are you? What are you doing on my dad's body?!"

    There was a surprised voice at the door.

    Gu Qiqi's body froze and stopped suddenly.

    Dad? !

    The tears were still hanging on her face before she could take it back, Gu Qiqi stood up embarrassedly, shaking her hands, lifted the white cloth.

    Not uncle!

    Gu Qiqi couldn't help swallowing her saliva, and she felt vaguely in her heart, as if she felt like she stepped into an abyss. This abyss has a name called - Dog Blood!

    She actually recognized the wrong person? !

    So, how should she explain to each other...

    At this moment, Gu Qiqi's heart collapsed!

    "Little Seven, you went to the wrong ward, not this one, but the one on the right!"

    Tang Wanru chased the door with Gu Qiqi's shoes in hand. Seeing the old and young staring at her daughter with a suspicious look, she helplessly rubbed her eyebrows and reminded aloud.

    "I'm sorry...I'm so sorry..."

    While bowing her head and apologizing, Gu Qiqi really had no face to raise her head, and hurriedly slipped out of the room in the sound of cursing.

    The sadness caused by this oolong was suddenly much lessened. When Gu Qiqi pushed Ye Yujin's door open again, her mood actually calmed down.

    As the door was slowly pushed open, she walked in slowly.

    In the room, Ye Yujin was sitting on the bed with gauze wrapped around her head. Hearing the sound, he raised his head and looked at Gu Qiqi who was standing at the door.

    This time, the years are quiet.

    Neither of them took the initiative to speak, they just looked at each other quietly.

     

     Taking a breath, Gu Qiqi smiled and wiped away the water droplets overflowing from the corners of her eyes, her slightly squinted eyes sparkling and soul-stirring, causing Ye Yujin to breathe a little.

    "You..."

    You're fine, that's great!

    Gu Qiqi just opened her mouth to say a word, but was interrupted coldly by Ye Yujin.

    "Who are you?"

     

    Gu Qiqi's smile froze on her face.

    Is he kidding her?

    "I..."

    "Who am I?!"

    Raising her hands, Ye Yujin's expression became troubled.

    Gu Qiqi's heart instantly fell into the abyss.

    Her eyes were full of longing, and she looked at him pitifully, hoping that he was just teasing her.

    Young Yurun's face was deeply rooted in his mind.

    The pain in the head suddenly, like a needle stick, couldn't help but hug his head, Ye Yujin groaned in pain.