The Reborn Scholar Wants To Counterattack

Messy freebies?

Ning Quruo was stunned for a moment, then realized that Gu Weimian was talking about Ning's father, Ning's mother, and Ning Yuetong.

He frowned.

"I'm going to kill Ning Yuetong."

Gu Weimian frowned slightly.

"Kill her for what?"

"She's getting on your nerves."

Gu Weimian sighed and touched Ning Quruo's head, "Don't kill people casually."

Ning Quruo's face was a little stiff.

He just said this on impulse... If my sister is so kind, how could she like to take people's lives casually?

In my ears, I heard Gu Weimian's slightly hoarse voice.

"What's the fun in killing? After a hundred deaths, although you can no longer feel happiness, you can't feel pain either.

You know, there are too many things in this world that are more painful than death.

For example, depression is one.

For those who have not experienced it personally, it is difficult to imagine that for patients with depression, the only meaningful thing in the world is death.

Death is their escape from the abyss of pain.

She smiled and said, "Let Ning Yuetong stare wide-eyed to see who is worthy of being in the quagmire. If you hate me so much, then just stay on the ground and watch my scenery, and hate me for the rest of your life!"

Ning Quruo looked at her blankly.

Why is it different from what was originally imagined...?

Gu Weimian lowered her eyes and pinched his face.

"What's wrong?"

"A bit handsome..."

"Pfft!" Gu Weimian squinted his eyes and laughed, "There will be more handsome people later, don't admire me too much, brother.

She raised her hand as she spoke.

"Hiss-" sound.

She tore off the gauze tape on her forehead with her bare hands.

The wound that had not yet completely healed began to bleed with new blood due to Gu Weimian's violent tearing.

Ning Quruo was stunned, "Sister!"

He blankly tried to cover Gu Weimian's wound with his hands.

There is no other reaction.

However, Gu Weimian jumped out of bed the moment Ning Quruo reached out her hand, put on her slippers and went to the bathroom.

Turn on the lights.

In the huge mirror, the appearance of Gu Weimian's wounds was clearly reflected.

There is fresh blood on the forehead, and more of it is the blood scab left from the previous stitches.

It was red and black, and the black stitches left by the doctor's stitches were interspersed throughout the flesh and blood, looking extremely ferocious.

Very ugly...

Very ugly.

At this moment, Ning Quruo finally reacted and chased into the bathroom, his whole body trembling with anger, "What are you doing!"

Gu Weimian looked calm and said, "Prepare for war."

Ning Quruo was stunned for a moment.

Preparing for war?

In front of the mirror, Gu Weimian raised his hand and lightly traced the simple scar on his forehead with his fingers.

The hideous scars formed a sharp contrast with the slender white jade-like fingers.

"Actor...acting is my inner strength, and beauty is my weapon. Since I want to win, I won't leave any room for the other party!"

Ning Quruo didn't understand, but at this moment, he was captured by Gu Weimian's aura.

Is this my sister?

Maybe that lazy Gu Weimian is just her appearance?

…

A few days later.

Ning Quruo just wanted to say: Appearances are nonsense!

He was sitting in front of the hospital bed peeling an apple for Gu Weimian.

And Gu Weimian...

Except when she was chatting with her teacher and discussing potions, she seemed to be in high spirits. At other times, she was just...

"Aruo, please turn on the TV for me. I want to watch TV."