Chapter 195 Gu Twelve

It is said that time will turn companionship into the most beautiful love words.

Qin Muchen, from now on, the fact that I like you will become something I will never mention.

I'm with you.

It doesn't matter whether you commit murder, arson, or other evil deeds, as long as you don't hurt yourself, it's all good.

I'm with you and it's okay to watch you like other women.

Who said you, Qin Muchen, are so distressed that I, Gu Shinian, feel heartbroken.

…

When Gu Shinian woke up, he found himself lying in a warm embrace.

A faint smell of smoke filled the nose.

She was startled for a moment, and then she was surprised to find that she had run into Qin Muchen's arms!

Qin Muchen lowered his head and glanced at her. His slightly hollow eyes slightly jumped away. He held a menthol cigarette between his slender fingers, put it to his mouth, took a sip, and exhaled clouds of smoke.

Gu Shinian moved his lips twice, wanting to say something, but his hoarse voice was stuck deep in his throat, and he couldn't say a word.

Qin Muchen stubbed out the cigarette, threw it with his finger, drew a graceful arc, and accurately landed in the trash can.

"Were you hurt by me?"

He asked, his voice extremely hoarse.

A rough voice, not at all as clear as usual.

Gu Shinian's heart ached, and then he raised his hand and touched the wound on his forehead. As the night passed, the swelling seemed to get worse.

She shook her head calmly: "No, it has nothing to do with you."

"Haha, I was so stupid. When I smashed the screen, the glass flew over and I didn't have time to dodge. But luckily it was my forehead. If my face had been scratched, I would have been disfigured."

She said it pretending to be relaxed.

Qin Muchen looked at her without any fluctuation in his eyes.

I can't remember most of what happened last night in bits and pieces.

He didn't want to think about it anymore.

After looking at him for a long time, he moved his thin lips slightly and uttered three words: "Gu Twelve."

Three years ago, Qin Muchen would occasionally call this nickname.

She asked him more than once, where did the name Gu Twelve come from? He never answered every time.

Three years later, she still looked confused when he called her name again.

"Gu Twelve."

He lowered his eyes, not looking at her, and twirled his fingers around her soft hair, his deep voice mixed with a hint of complexity and meaning.

He suddenly lowered his head and kissed her lips.

Gu Shinian's eyes widened and he nervously grasped the sheets with both hands.

What happened to him?

Qin Muchen didn't go deep, just gave him a brief kiss and stopped it.

"Afraid?" he asked suddenly.

He was so crazy yesterday.

"I am indeed sick, and it's not serious."

"And it can break out at any time."

Gu Shinian's eyes flashed and he smiled slightly: "I am a disaster. I have always been the only one who brings harm to others."

Qin Muchen pulled his lower lip and seemed to be smiling: "I'm afraid, it's too late. You can only stay."

Stay with him, Gu Twelve.

Who calls, he only has her.

She was the only one left.

It doesn't matter if it's selfish, coercive, or coercive.

He had a premonition that when Qin Muchen became like this, the only one who could hold him back was Gu Shinian.

Once lost, his life will definitely lose all light.

Now, he finally understood why he called her Gu Twelve three years ago.

It turned out that three years ago, he had thoughts that he shouldn't have.

The child really wants to have her bloodline.

House, I really want to spend the rest of my life with her.

Needless to say, I really don’t have the courage to love her.

Gu Twelve...the notes he gave her were also his thoughts for her.