You are the only one in this life

Chapter 234 Uncle in His Arms (15)

Gu Mocheng directly raised his hand to hold Gu Zhiyue's hand, and pulled her up from the ground.

He still looked at her incredulously, and asked, "What are you doing by climbing the window?"

Gu Zhiyue blinked, then turned her head and glanced at the window over there, as if she understood something.

"I just said that the suicide page has already been turned, why are you so angry all of a sudden, I didn't climb the window to commit suicide." Gu Zhiyue said.

"Then what are you going to do?" Gu Mocheng asked, while carefully touching Gu Zhiyue's body with his hands to make sure if she had any other injuries.

After confirming that there was nothing wrong, he gently hugged Gu Zhiyue, walked over and put her on the bed.

"Because there is a piece of paper floating over there, I want to get it." Gu Zhiyue said.

In fact, this is not the case, but she doesn't know what to say to make the other party believe it, and she doesn't want to tell the real situation.

It can't be said that she saw the original owner at the window and told her to go over.

At that time, she didn't think too much about it. She didn't know that Gu Mocheng would see her lying on the window.

The original owner was dead, but she was still reluctant to leave, she said she had a small request.

It's just that before Gu Zhiyue heard her request, Gu Mocheng came.

Why did the original owner insist on letting her go before telling her what the request was?She was so soft-hearted that she really went over and climbed up the window.

She felt that she would not die anyway, but she was standing on the window closer to the original owner, so it was fine.

"Is a piece of paper that important?" Gu Mocheng asked.

"It's not that important. It's just a photo. I just wanted to grab it subconsciously at the time."

"Whose picture?"

"Mine." In fact, it belonged to the original owner.

Gu Mocheng put his hand gently on the top of Gu Zhiyue's head, sighed and said, "It's just a photo, we can take many more in the future, don't do such dangerous things again."

"Don't worry, I don't want to die."

"Better so."

"I know you don't believe it, after all, this kind of thing happened." Gu Zhiyue raised her hand and stared at the gauze on her wrist.

A person who just committed suicide said that he was reluctant to die, how could Gu Mocheng believe it?
If you say you are afraid of death, it is easier to understand.

"I wanted to die before, and I deliberately chose to drag the bathtub to the living room, just to be seen by you at the first time, to make you suffer, to make you regret, and to regret that you didn't pay attention to me back then."

Gu Mocheng didn't speak, but held Gu Zhiyue's fingers tightly.

He obviously felt that anyone, including her, would be inexplicably uncomfortable to approach her, but now he can hold her hand so intimately.

I can't help caring about everything about her.

He knew Gu Zhiyue's thoughts, if she committed suicide in the bathroom, with his previous attitude that he thought he cared enough for her, it would definitely take a long time before he found out that she had committed suicide.

Because he won't go to the bathroom.

The most he could do was have a meal with her when he got home, and then he would leave immediately.

If he didn't see Gu Zhiyue when he got home, he would think that the other party might have gone out to play and would come back later, and he would leave without calling to ask.

He really is an incompetent father.

In fact, he really thought about wanting the relationship between the two of them to be more like an ordinary father and daughter, and hoped that the relationship between the two would not be so embarrassing anymore.

But at that time, he really didn't know how to work hard.

As he himself said, he didn't have that kind of experience, and he felt that he must be hated by Gu Zhiyue.

but now……

Facing the current Gu Zhiyue, he can always shoot directly without thinking about anything.

It seemed that certain ideas were engraved in his subconscious that he himself had never discovered.

(End of this chapter)