Chapter 1324 Fortunately

Gu Weimian was enjoying herself until she was about to fall asleep, but she felt the comb on her head stop for a moment.

The man's big palm rubbed her head, and his fingertips with thin calluses rubbed her scalp little by little, bringing a slight electric current.

"Head, does it still hurt?"

Gu Weimian's body stiffened slightly, and she said calmly,

"It doesn't hurt."

The man didn't speak.

She could only feel the man's breathing on the top of her head getting faster and faster.

Gu Weimian clenched her hand and turned to look at the man behind her.

Before she turned around, her body was hugged by the man from behind.

Her eyes widened slightly.

The man's hot chest pressed against her back, and his head bent down and rested on her shoulder.

His face buried in her neck and shoulder.

"Liar.

As the man spoke, bursts of hot air sprayed on her neck.

Gu Weimian sighed, raised his hand, and touched the man's head: "It's just a little bit, it won't be very uncomfortable. "

Before she could finish her words, she was held tightly by Ning Quruo.

She could only stop talking.

"If I..."

"No ifs!" Ning Quruo interrupted Gu Weiman's words.

Gu Weiman had a helpless expression on her face.

She had many guesses about her illness.

But she couldn't tell others about these guesses.

Because she was not sure whether these guesses of hers would happen in this life.

Rebirth is her biggest secret.

This secret...may be taken into the coffin by her for the rest of her life.

She pursed her lips tightly,

"Don't worry too much. "

She touched Ning Quruo's head.

During this period, she has been guessing about her own problems.

It is not an external injury.

No poisoning.

And every time her emotions fluctuate violently, it seems to affect her condition and make it worse.

She suspects...

Maybe it is a psychological disease.

Her memory seems to be broken.

My illness may be related to the lost memory.

Especially the dream of grandpa's death.

Gu Weiman frowned, this may be the key.

Grandpa...how did he die?

What happened at that time?

This life...many things are different.

She pursed her lips and put down her worries. It was a blessing that grandpa didn't die.

You know, at this time in the last life, grandpa had been sick because of her anger.

Things can be checked slowly.

Although many things have changed, it is not certain that they cannot be found.

It just takes time.

She already has some direction in her mind.

Feeling Ning Quruo's arms getting tighter and tighter, Gu Weiman raised his hand and patted the man's head,

"Don't worry too much. "

Ning Quruo hummed in a muffled voice, but her voice was a little hoarse.

Gu Weimian narrowed her eyes, "You didn't cry... did you?"

"Who cried!" He suddenly sat up straight.

Without waiting for Gu Weimian to react, he picked up the comb again and combed Gu Weimian's hair.

Gu Weimian wanted to look back at him, but her head was straightened by the man.

She could only look straight ahead.

She failed to turn her head back successfully several times.

After a long time, Gu Weimian bent down, put her elbow on her legs, supported her chin with one hand, and smiled helplessly.

This is pretty good.

She narrowed her eyes and asked lazily:

"Can I write something after combing my hair?"

The man paused, "You...like Huo Yan so much?"

Gu Weimian was stunned for a moment.

Why did the topic suddenly turn to Huo Yan?