good night warlord

In the battle garden, in the huge master bedroom, the air was a bit chilly.

Gu Qingyi lay on the bed tossing and turning, unable to fall asleep, her heart was very disturbed and kept beating very fast.

She thought it was because there was no him in this room.

Habit is a terrible thing. It makes you depend on someone unconsciously. When he is a little far away from you, you will find that everything is wrong.

When I brush my teeth, I will see his toothbrush in a daze. When I pick up clothes, I will stop for a long time because of the familiar smell of his suit and shirt in the closet.

She misses him.

Thinking of the man's exhortations before leaving, he rarely said a second time, but he said "Yibaoer, think of me." He said it twice.

Gu Qingyi found that even if she turned off the light, she could still imagine his appearance in the dark space.

She simply turned on the light, took the mobile phone from the bedside table, clicked on the video contact, and saw the three words dear, her eyes froze.

The fingers hover between dots and no dots.

In the end, he consoled himself and said:

"Gu Qingyi, you promised him, are you really going to give up a man who loves you because of your mother's car accident?"

Giving herself confidence, she finally pressed the call button.

Almost the moment the call passed, the phone screen showed that the connection was successful.

Her heart thumped twice, looking at the man's cold and handsome face, even the thoughtful words in her brain became blank.

She opened her eyes wide and watched him scorchingly look at her at the other end of the video, her pupils were as bright as a lake.

Both of them looked at each other for a long time, as if they had a thousand words to say, and they could feel each other without blurting out.

After all, it was during the war that Yan couldn't bear her to struggle, so he spoke first:

"Yi Bao'er, are you still asleep?"

Gu Qingyi heard his familiar voice, and then replied:

"Well, I can't sleep, are you still busy?"

"It's just a few files to process, don't worry."

"Ah."

"I heard from Aunt Zhou that you have an upset stomach and can't eat. Are you feeling better today?"

When Gu Qingyi heard him talk about this, she could only tell a lie

:

"It's nothing serious. It may be because I'm too tired, so I can't eat. You don't have to worry about me. You're not a child anymore. You can take care of yourself."

After finishing speaking, thinking that she had lied to him, Gu Qingyi felt a little tangled in her heart.

She thought of her current pregnancy, she was no longer alone, three little lives were being bred in her womb, and these three little lives were also Yan's children during the war.

What Aunt Xia said was right, when her belly got bigger, she couldn't hide it.

Was she going to keep lying to him until she hadn't dealt with those things?
"Don't bite."

The man suddenly said three words, which interrupted Gu Qingyi's thoughts, but she couldn't hear clearly:
"what?"

During the war, Yan looked at her restrainedly and restrainedly, and said in a deep voice:
"Don't bite yourself."

It was only then that Gu Qingyi realized that she was biting her lower lip because she was obsessed with lying.

She touched her lips with her fingers, and it hurt.

"I will feel bad.

"

During the war, Yan couldn't see her struggle and entanglement. He didn't want her to be hurt, let alone sad, but because of his selfishness, because of his selfish love, he couldn't let go easily.

Gu Qingyi always felt that his gaze was too deep and deep, as if he could see through her mind, but she didn't know anything about him.

"I... I won't, I'm going to bed, you remember to go to bed early."

"……OK, good night."

"Good night." After Gu Qingyi finished speaking, she hung up the video call, slipped on the pillow, and lay down holding her phone.

After a while, Gu Qingyi found that she still couldn't fall asleep, even though she forced herself to close her eyes, she still felt restless.

What's wrong?
She thought of her father and decided to make a phone call to ask him how much he drank.

The call was made, but no one answered Dad's number.

Gu Qingyi called Gu Yuan again, and Uncle Cheng answered the phone.

"Uncle Cheng, is my dad back?"

"Mister hasn't come home yet."

When Gu Qingyi found out about this situation, she felt something was wrong in her heart.

If Dad hasn't rested yet, why doesn't he answer the phone?
Did dad drink a lot?
She had to tell Dad to drink less.

Twice if not once.

After calling for the fifth time, the phone was finally connected, and a confused voice came from the other end of the phone:

"Hi, I'm Gu Haichuan."

Where did Gu Qingyi hear her father's tired and uncomfortable voice, and hurriedly asked:

"Dad, didn't I tell you to drink less? Are you still in Fengyaju?"

Gu Haichuan paused for a moment before answering:
"No, Qingyi, I... I seem to be in a hotel?"

"hotel?"

Gu Qingyi asked in confusion, but heard her father's exclamation:

"Qingya? Why are you here?"

Gu Qingyi's pupils tightened, and she subconsciously sat up and put on her shoes:
"Dad, what's the matter? Dad? You answer me?"

What Gu Qingyi answered was a bang, probably because the phone fell to the ground.

Gu Qingyi vaguely heard Gu Qingya's voice:
"Uncle, why am I here, shouldn't I ask you?"

The uneasiness in Gu Qingyi's heart became more and more serious.

It was too late to change, so she grabbed a coat and rushed out of the room.

Mingyue Hotel, in a luxury suite.

Gu Qingya was brushing her hair with a calm expression. The bathrobe on her body was loose, and through the neckline, some bruises could be vaguely seen.

Gu Haichuan didn't care about dropping his phone on the ground, and stood up staggeringly, only to realize that he was not naked, so he hurriedly pulled off his own pants on the ground and put them on, and asked while putting them on:

"Qingya, don't be joking, uncle doesn't remember anything, why are you here? And where is this?"

While wiping her hair, Gu Qingya replied slowly:

"Uncle, it's normal for you to drink so much that you don't remember.

This is Mingyue Hotel, uncle, you dragged me here from Fengyaju and bullied me, do you want to fool me with a joke? "

"No...impossible." Gu Haichuan helped put on his pants, then picked up his shirt, subconsciously disbelieving:

"Qingya, uncle can't be that beastly."

Gu Qingya narrowed her eyes slightly, and said faintly: "Yes, you are not so beastly, what does uncle mean, is it me who is inferior to beasts?
I am a young and beautiful girl, is it necessary to send myself to my uncle's bed? "

"Qingya..." Gu Haichuan had a splitting headache and couldn't calm down rationally. Hearing his niece's irony and the facts before him, his heart throbbed...

"Uncle, I know that you have always advertised yourself as a gentleman, indeed, your behavior is indeed upright, but that is you who are not drunk.

Knowing that you may deny it when you are awake, I have no choice but to leave some evidence, uncle, do you want to see it? "