Chapter 133 Mysterious Letter (5)

When the car drove away just now, Mr. Gu didn't leave... The butler was a little surprised, and couldn't help being stunned for a moment before he asked, "Mr. Gu?"

Gu Yusheng was immersed in his own thoughts, he didn't know what he was thinking, and he didn't move for a long time while holding the cigarette.

Just when the housekeeper thought that Gu Yusheng would ignore him, the man turned his head and looked at her. He didn't speak, but put the cigarette to his mouth first, took a deep breath, and stared at the housekeeper through the smoke. After looking at the stairs behind her for a while, she said, "How is she?"

"Miss took painkillers and fell asleep." The housekeeper knew who Gu Yusheng was referring to, and answered honestly.

Gu Yusheng "oh" for a moment, then continued to stare at the stairs without making a sound.

There was no expression on his face, and occasionally smoke drifted across his cheeks, making his elegant and handsome features exude an ethereal beauty.

When the cigarette burned to the end, Gu Yusheng bent slightly, put the cigarette butt out in the ashtray on the window sill, and then walked towards the place where the butler was standing.

For a moment, the housekeeper thought that Gu Yusheng was going upstairs, but when he reached the intersection leading to the entrance and the stairs, he stopped.

He stood there for a while, and said "Take care of her" to the housekeeper, then he took a step towards the entrance, changed his shoes, opened the door without any pause, and walked out.

After about a minute, the sound of a car starting came from the garage. At first it became louder and then it became smaller and smaller until finally nothing could be heard.

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On the second day of menstruation, Qin Zhi'ai stayed at home and rested all day.

On the third day, Qin Zhi'ai completely recovered.

Due to the rain last night, the weather today is exceptionally cool.

In the morning, Qin Zhi'ai went to the garden to pick a large bouquet of fresh flowers that were about to bloom, and filled all the vases at home with flowers.

After lunch, she rested for half an hour. After waking up, she realized that she had been using Liang Doukou's phone number recently and hadn't read any text messages on her phone for several days, so she flipped through the phone from the built-in pocket of her bag. A slightly old mobile phone came out. After turning it on, after waiting for a while, there was a series of ding-dong ding-dong sounds. After about five minutes, the phone returned to normal. Qin Zhi'ai looked at it, and her mother made a call. I sent a few text messages, the others were weather forecasts from 10086, and the last one was a text message from a courier, reminding her that the courier is at the doorman in A, please pick it up by yourself.

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In A is the high school that Qin Zhi'ai and Gu Yusheng attended together.

As soon as she saw that she was going to pick up the courier from the guard, Qin Zhi'ai knew that it was the person who had written her a reply.

It may be said that no one believes that in this era of the proliferation of WeChat and QQ, I am afraid that no one communicates in such an old-fashioned way as letters.