Little Mr. is one hundred years old

Qing Huan and Gu Yuehua walked side by side by the river bank of the hospital, very quiet.

Finally Gu Yuehua spoke: "You don't seem to like me."

Qing Huan replied: "How come? I am very grateful to Mr. Gu."

"Really?" Gu Yuehua said with a smile in his voice, "Why do I feel that you are not very happy to stay with me?"

"No." Obviously I can feel it, do I need to say such words?

"Xiao Wen, I think we hit it off pretty well."

"Oh." It must be your self-righteous congeniality.

"When I scissored you for the first time, I had a special feeling..."

This beginning... Qing Huan twitched the corner of her mouth.

"I feel like we've known each other..."

Qing Huan interrupted him: "Mr. Gu, I remember that you already have an owner. This kind of conversation will cause misunderstanding."

"You mean Qing Huan?" Gu Yuehua didn't know what to think of, and suddenly sighed faintly.

Qing Huan actually wanted to ignore it... But he seemed to be saying: Quickly ask me, quickly ask me...

Qing Huan finally asked, "Why are you sighing?"

"I found that recently Qing Huan seems to be different from before."

"Different?" Qing Huan paused: "What's different?"

"He seems to be hiding a lot of things from me."

This is so...it makes them seem to be honest with each other before...

"Oh."

"Also, his attitude towards me."

"Is the attitude bad?"

"No," Gu Yuehua said, "That's great."

"..." I still have doubts about him... Could it be a masochist?

Gu Yuehua said to himself: "We had a little misunderstanding a while ago, Qing Huan always avoided me, but recently, he didn't avoid me, and he was very intimate with me."

"Is it...?" The man named "Yue"...

"For example, we had only a handful of times before, and he has been very resistant, but during this time, he not only did not refuse my intimacy, but also hinted that I could go further..."

Qing Huan felt her heart tugging, and swallowed: "So, are you going with the flow?"

Gu Yuehua turned to look at Qing Huan, and said, "The timing is not right."

"Oh." Qing Huan looked down at the stones on the ground, thinking about something while walking.

"But I have self-control, but others may not." Gu Yuehua said leisurely.

Qing Huan turned to look at him: "What do you mean?"

"I'm not the only one who is often with Qing Huan. Just like what you saw yesterday."

Qing Huan paused, and said: "It's just a friend, not everyone... Didn't you say that, is he your significant other? If you have doubts about him, why don't you stop it?"

"So what can we do to stop it... Our relationship has not improved for a long time..." Gu Yuehua sighed again: "Even if I feel uncomfortable, I can only bear it..."

Qing Huan is not someone who can comfort others... He pursed his lips and said, "If it's really that hard, why...don't you give up? He's not the only one in this world... Maybe you can find a better one." of……"

Gu Yuehua stopped in her tracks, turned around and looked at Qing Huan: "How can there be a better way to say things like feelings... Okay, falling in love is the only one."

Gu Yuehua's eyes staring at him were too deep, Qing Huan had an illusion, as if he was... confessing his love to herself...

Qing Huan turned her eyes away, and said a little bluntly: "Then you deserve it."

"Xiao Wen, have you ever loved someone?" Gu Yuehua asked suddenly.

Qing Huan froze for a moment: "No."

"Really do not have?"

Qing Huan was a little impatient: "What does this have to do with you?"

Seeing Qing Huan walking forward, Gu Yuehua followed quickly: "Isn't it embarrassing? I've been here, and I told you about mine, so can't you share it with me?"

"...It's all said and gone." Why is it still as difficult as ever... Even though I changed my identity, I still ran into him...

The two of them walked and chased each other, and even argued from time to time. It was obvious that one was disgusted by the other, but in the eyes of others, they didn't know how to be ambiguous...

For example, someone standing on an upstairs balcony looking down at the moment.

He looked at the two people below with a blank expression and cold eyes.Slowly, he lowered his head and looked at the paper crane that was squeezed into a ball by himself.

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After finally sending Gu Yuehua away, Qing Huan returned to the ward, Xiao Rui was leaning on the bed watching TV, but there was a large bouquet of white lilies and a fruit basket beside the bed.

"Mom, did someone come here just now?" It stands to reason that no one should know about them here.

"Ah, yes, it's a Mr. Lou, he said he's your friend..." Xiao Rui looked at Qing Huan, and said hesitantly, "Wen Wen, when did you know this Mr. Lou again? I think Mr. Lou's attire, manner of speaking and manner are not like ordinary people..." Probably because of her own identity, Xiao Rui is always uncomfortable when facing these people...

It turned out to be Lou Zhao...

Qing Huan explained: "That Mr. Lou is a big boss. Didn't I say that I was working part-time? I worked for him before." That's the only way to explain it.

"Really?" Xiao Rui was skeptical: "Mr. Lou was your former boss, and now he still wants to come and see me...others...should be good, right?"

"It's... quite good." Is Lou Zhao a good person?Of course not in the traditional sense, just because of his black business...

"Then you should really thank him for being so considerate..."

"Well, I will." Qing Huan asked: "Mom, when did he leave?"

"It's been a while."

"Oh."

Qing Huan found an excuse to go out and call Lou Zhao——

"Qing Huan?"

"How did you know my mother was in the hospital?"

"I went to your house, but I happened to run into those gangsters in your house... I know your mother has been admitted to the hospital, and I will do a little research. It is very easy to find the address."

"Where are those bastards?" Qing Huan still remembered their last fight.

"They tossed themselves into the hospital... they were a little delirious..."

Qing Huan snorted coldly: "They deserve it."

"By the way, your Uncle Zheng is in my hands now."

"He's with you?" Qing Huan asked in surprise.

"He doesn't just owe money to one person. He still owes me hundreds of thousands here... Now that he is under the control of my subordinates, I just want you to say, do you want life or death?" Lou Zao said to others. Life and death is an understatement.

"Don't let him die." As for the rest, Qing Huan couldn't control it.

"Okay, I understand what you mean." Lou Zhao said again: "I went to the hospital just now, but I didn't expect you to be away, saying that you went out with Mr. Gu... Don't tell me, it's the Gu I know gentlemen."

Qing Huan was annoyed: "What do you think?"

"He recognized you?"

"Probably... no." Qing Huan asked, "Have you seen that person..."

"That person?" Lou Zhao paused: "You mean that 'you'?"

"Ah."

"I've seen it." Lou Zhao said, "He took the initiative to find me."

"He is looking for you? Why?"

"It's just a meal with me."

Qing Huan secretly breathed a sigh of relief: "Then... why did you choose to believe me? If I lied to you, he is the real one?"

"I trust my feelings." Lou Zhao said, "I won't admit the wrong person."

"There is one more thing I want your help with."

"what's up?"

"Can you pretend that you didn't recognize me? When facing that person, try to be the same as before..."

Lou Zhao smiled and said, "Of course I know. By the way, when will you be free? We haven't seen each other for a long time, and we wanted to meet today, but you're not here, and I'm in a hurry, so we can't meet."

"Let's wait for my mother to recover in two days. Just in time, I also want to see Zheng Cong."

"it is good."

After Qing Huan made the call, she was startled when she turned around, because it was Chen Ziran who was standing not far away.

Qing Huan's expression was unnatural for a moment - he couldn't have heard it, could he? ... But he quickly returned to normal, nodded to Chen Ziran, and then wanted to go back to Xiao Rui's ward.

"Wait." Chen Ziran called to stop him.

Qing Huan shivered, and turned to look at him: "You called me?"

"En." Chen Ziran looked at Qing Huan and nodded.

"Is there a problem?"

"Can you play chess?"

"..."

Two people stood facing each other in the corridor more than ten meters apart... The picture was reversed, as if it overlapped with the scene many years ago——

'Can my lord condescend to play a game of chess with me? '