Chapter 135
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When the car drove away, Mr. Gu didn't leave … The housekeeper was a little surprised. She couldn't help but be stunned for a moment before she said, "Mr. Gu?"
Gu Yusheng was immersed in his own thoughts. No one knew what he was thinking. He held the cigarette in his hand and didn't move for a long time.
Just when the housekeeper thought Gu Yusheng would ignore her, he turned his head and looked at her. He didn't say anything but put the cigarette to his mouth first. After taking a deep drag, he stared at the stairs behind the housekeeper through the smoke for a while before he said, "How is she?"
"Miss took a painkiller and has already fallen asleep." The housekeeper knew who he was referring to, so she answered honestly.
Gu Yusheng said, "Oh," and continued to stare at the stairs without saying anything.
He didn't have any expression on his face. Occasionally, the smoke would float across his cheeks, making his elegant and handsome face look ethereal and beautiful.
When the cigarette had burned to the end, Gu Yusheng bent down slightly and put it out in the ashtray on the windowsill. Then he walked to where the housekeeper was standing.
For a moment, the housekeeper thought Gu Yusheng was going upstairs, but when he reached the intersection between the porch and the stairs, he stopped.
He stood there for a moment and said to the housekeeper, "Take care of her." Then he walked to the porch and changed his shoes. Without any hesitation, he pushed the door open and walked out.
After about a minute, the sound of a car starting up came from the garage. It got louder and louder, then quieter and quieter, until nothing could be heard.
On the second day of her period, Qin Zhi 'ai stayed at home and rested for the whole day.
On the third day, Qin Zhi 'ai completely recovered.
Because it had rained the night before, the weather that day was exceptionally cool.
In the morning, Qin Zhi 'ai went to the garden and picked a bunch of fresh flowers. She filled all the vases at home with fresh flowers.
After lunch, she rested for half an hour. When she woke up, she realized that she had been using Liang Doukou's phone number recently and hadn't checked her phone's messages for several days. She took out a slightly old phone from the built-in pocket of her bag, turned it on, and waited for a while. After about five minutes, the phone went back to normal. Qin Zhi 'ai checked her phone. Her mother had called her, her brother had sent her a few messages, and the rest were weather reports from 10086. The last message was from the express delivery company, reminding her that there was an express delivery waiting for her at the gate of A High School.
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A Middle School was the high school they had attended together.
As soon as Qin Zhi 'ai saw that he had gone to the security office to pick up the package, she knew that he had replied to her letter.
No one would believe it. In this era of WeChat and QQ, no one would use the old-fashioned way of communication like letters.
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