Chapter 645 Little Trouble, I Fell in Love with You (7)

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After paying the bill, Qin Zhi'ai didn't ask Lu Bancheng to take her home, but got off at the subway station near the hotel.

It was only half past eight in the evening, and the brightly lit and bustling city was still in the midst of hustle and bustle.

In the early spring of the capital, the evenings are much warmer. The winter jasmine flowers on both sides of the street are in full bloom, and the spring breeze blows, carrying an elegant fragrance.

During the meal, Qin Zhi'ai, whose mood was disturbed by Lu Bancheng's words, stood at the entrance of the subway station for a while, but didn't go in. Carrying her bag, she walked aimlessly along the street and slowly walked up.

Wearing flat shoes, I stopped and walked, but I didn't feel tired. Before I knew it, I spent more than half an hour.

It wasn't until Qin Zhi'ai noticed the surrounding scene that she realized that she had walked to the vicinity of the hospital where Mr. Gu lived without realizing it.

The entrance of the hospital is about 100 meters away.

Opposite the hospital is a row of shops selling everything.

Although it is more than nine o'clock in the evening, most of the shops are still open.

Qin Zhi'ai stopped, stared at the hospital gate, looked at it quietly for a while, then looked away, and when she was about to turn around and leave, a familiar figure came into her eyes.

She was startled for a moment, and then she came back to her senses. Just as she was about to close her eyes, Gu Yusheng, who was lighting a cigarette with his head down not far away, suddenly raised his head and looked at her as if he had sensed something.

The movement of his fingertips suddenly froze.

Qin Zhi'ai's heart shrank, and then she froze in place again.

The two people, separated by the heavy vehicles and the vast stream of people, stared at each other quietly.

The noisy noises around were suddenly separated, far away from him and her.

I don't know how long they looked at each other like this, until a sharp whistle sounded in their ears, Qin Zhi'ai blinked because she stared at a sour eye socket for a long time.

Gu Yusheng, who was originally leaning on the telephone pole and standing in a sloppy posture, straightened up, took down the unlit cigarette he was holding in his mouth, stepped forward, and walked towards Qin Zhi'ai.

As he approached step by step, Qin Zhi'ai's expression became a little dazed, and she didn't wake up until he stopped about two meters away in front of her and called her name: "Qin Zhi'ai."

Tonight, in just two or three hours, Qin Zhi'ai knew so many things, and her mood fluctuated too much. When she suddenly saw Gu Yusheng approaching, she was a little flustered. It took a while after Gu Yusheng called her name before she calmed down. Concentrated, replied: "Mr. Gu."

Gu Yusheng looked down at the cigarette on his fingertips. It was pinched so badly that he couldn't smoke it anymore. He casually threw it in the trash can beside him, then raised his head, stared at Qin Zhi'ai, and nodded. , asked: "Why are you here?"

"Just passing by..." Qin Zhi'ai stopped and asked, "...how is Mr. Gu doing now?"

Gu Yusheng shook his head, but did not answer.

Qin Zhi'ai could tell that Mr. Gu hadn't woken up yet, so she comforted her, "Mr. Gu will definitely wake up, so don't worry too much."

Gu Yusheng glanced at Qin Zhi'ai, but still didn't answer.

Qin Zhi'ai didn't know what to say, and there was a silent silence between the two of them.

In the end, it was Gu Yusheng who spoke first: "Tomorrow's plane?"