don't come near me anymore

When Sheng Lan came out of the hospital, he saw Gu Xingzhi wandering outside. In the past, he could still call "Brother" politely, but now the child looks like an enemy. He pretended not to see Gu Xingzhi and went straight to him. Go, when Gu Xingzhi saw it, he immediately came up to him and asked, "Sheng Lan, how is Xiaoye?"

"Brother Ye is very good, it would be better if Brother Gu didn't harass Brother Ye."

Sheng Lan said angrily.

Gu Xingzhi was slightly displeased: "Sheng Lan, what do you mean?"

"You don't know what happened to my brother's injury?"

"Xiaoye told you?"

"I have eyes, brother, let's go quickly, don't stay here to affect brother Ye's recovery, I will take brother away when brother Ye recovers, and I will never stay here again for a moment."

Sheng Lan said, then paused and said, "Brother's company is working with Shengshi."

"What does Young Master Sheng want to say?"

"Brother Ye is in the hospital. If Brother Gu touches Brother Ye again, I will tell my family that Gu's is not worth cooperating with."

After Sheng Lan finished speaking, Gu Xingzhi's face was extremely embarrassed, he no longer cared about what Gu Xingzhi did, just turned his head and left.

Gu Xingzhi narrowed his eyes slightly at Sheng Lan's back, but thought: "How dare a foreign bastard be so rampant?"

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After Gu Xingzhi returned home, he went crazy again. The sharp horn of the bull's head that stabbed Ye Qiao at the entrance was smashed into a pile of fragments with a hammer, and no one could see what it was, and the floor was cracked. There was a small gap, and the fragile items in the house were almost broken. After the anger in his heart gradually dissipated, he suddenly realized that he could hardly find a place to set his feet.

The hammer in his hand was placed on a pile of waste, and he didn't change his shoes. Every step he took was accompanied by a few crisp sounds. All that was pulled was the remnants of a few threads.

This home has been shattered, shattered into the dregs of this place, and it seems that it will never go back. The silence is the scar engraved in my heart, and the broken voice will pick the scar apart to reveal the bloody reality.

He thought of Ye Qiao's decisive gaze, of Ye Qiao's gaze when he said he loved him, wishing he could pierce his gaze, of his almost collapsed voice, of his saying: "Gu Xingzhi, who else in this family can hurt you except you?" to me?"

He closed his eyes but could always think of Ye Qiao, Ye Qiao's already calm voice that could no longer be calm, like a spell, always reminding him how much Ye Qiao wanted to leave him.

He seemed to have found his next home when he was unprepared, and what he had been waiting for for so many days was just the meaning of leaving in today's words.

Perhaps what he said about loving himself was a lie, and the dishonesty of this man was not just one time.

Gu Xingzhi has never been so calm and calm, and he has never hated someone so much. He bent down and picked up a piece of glass nearby, holding it in his hand, even though the sharp edge cut his skin, he still seemed unconscious.

The curtains in the house cut off all the sunlight, and the darkness always reminded everything that happened in this house, but all he could think about was why Ye Qiao could leave him so easily, and in the blink of an eye, he was not with the young master of the prosperous age. It's not clear, or should he not be involved in that circle in the first place.

He lowered his hands, and leaned his head against the sofa pillow. Ye Qiao's easy giving up became a knot in his heart, making him unable to let go no matter what.

He didn't bother to pay attention to the wound in his hand, as time went by, he seemed to be sucked into a boundless vortex of darkness, and his whole body got another kind of relief with numbness, he heard Lin'an's urgent voice in a trance, but that was really It was too loud, and he was annoying, but he didn't have the strength to argue.

He still misses Ye Qiao.

But it's not thinking about this person's company at this moment, but when the blood flows, the love also flows away, and then it turns into blame, complaining, and even destroying with the intention.

How is it that the person who said they were going to be together for life can walk away so easily and fall into the arms of another person, how far have they progressed, have they already done it?