Chapter 1285
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Her body stiffened as she vaguely heard Di Fuyi's voice. She quickly raised her head and saw a muscular man standing in front of her. He looked like a bodybuilder. He was handsome and tall. The man held a sweet fruit in his hand and smiled. "Xijiu, this is for you!"
Recently, Gu Xijiu often received flowers, plants, and fruits. The single men here were like peacocks spreading their feathers in order to pursue Gu Xijiu.
In the past, a group of rough men climbed the trees to pick fruits and went hunting in the mountains every day. It was common for them to be covered in mud. They called it manliness and all of them looked like the leader of the Beggar Clan.
However, ever since Gu Xijiu came, they were very particular about their clothes. They liked to shave their beards and wash their faces several times a day. They dressed themselves up and showed off their Kung Fu in front of Gu Xijiu. They also gave her flowers, jewelry, clothes, fresh fruits that they had just picked, and furniture that they had made themselves.
These people's goodwill was open and aboveboard. Although the gifts were not worth much, they were full of sincerity.
The man who gave her the fruit was the leader of the hunting group. His name was Baili Ce. It was a very cultured name. He was forthright and generous, but his voice was slightly similar to Di Fuyi's, especially when he spoke in a low voice.
Every time Gu Xijiu heard him speak, her heart would skip a beat. She really wanted to give him some medicine to change his voice. Fortunately, this crazy idea only flashed in her mind and she did not put it into action.
The fruit that he gave her was very good. It tasted sweet and was very rare. Gu Xijiu had eaten this kind of fruit before, and it was one of her favorites.
At this moment, she felt a little bitter in her mouth. She really wanted to use something sweet to suppress the bitterness. Therefore, she thanked him and accepted the fruit.
Baili Ce's eyes slightly lit up. Gu Xijiu was probably afraid of trouble, so she did not easily accept gifts from others. It was rare for her to accept his.
In fact, he wanted to sit next to Gu Xijiu, but there were people sitting on both sides of her. Luo Zhanyu was sitting on her left, and Leng Ersao was sitting on her right. There was no space for him to squeeze in. He had to choose someone who was closer to her and tried to find a topic to talk to her.
However, Gu Xijiu was probably really drunk. She was obviously not in the right state of mind, and her reaction was slow.
The fruit was bright red, just like the color of the wedding hall. Gu Xijiu looked at the fruit and felt like crying.
She was usually not a sentimental person. Just like she said, she was not destined to be sentimental. When she encountered something bad, she could just cut it off! If you are heartless, then I will give up. I will not force you.
But this time, she had indeed cut off her feelings, but it was as if she had cut off her own nerves. The pain seeped into her bones, and as time passed, the pain gradually deepened. Her lachrymal glands also seemed to be particularly developed. She couldn't tell what kind of insignificant stimuli would make her want to cry.
She took a deep breath and held back her tears. She told herself that the pain of love was like labor pain, and it would stop sooner or later …
She took a bite of the fruit. It was clearly very sweet, but she still felt that it was very bitter.
There were more than a dozen fruits on that branch, and they were hanging all over the branch like little red lanterns. Gu Xijiu decided to share some with the people around her so that everyone could have a taste.
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