The Reborn Scholar Wants To Counterattack

Gu Weimian looked at the book in Huo Yan's hand, tears rolling down again.

Huo Yan hugged Gu Weimian into his arms and gently stroked Gu Weimian's back, "Did Zhu Mingfei do something bad to you?..."

He was extremely confident in his self-control in everything he did.

Only for Gu Weimian...

He was not sure that he could restrain himself from Gu Weimian, when Gu Weimian worshiped and trusted him wholeheartedly...

Can he hold back those terrible and crazy possessive desires from coming to the fore?

He asked in a low voice, his arms tightly holding Gu Weimian's.

If there is……

Gu Weimian raised his head suddenly: "Who do you think the teacher is!"

Her words were fierce and stern, and her eyes were full of disbelief and contempt for Huo Yan's dirty thoughts.

"Teacher is half of my father. No...he is a hundred times or ten thousand times better than Gu Qifang. Can you imagine a teacher and a student..."

She was speechless when she said this, and could only look at Huo Yan with incredibly angry eyes.

Huo Yan: "..."

He didn't even know when he became a saint.

"I just saw you crying so wronged..." That's why I made such a guess.

Gu Weimian took the book from Huo Yan's hand and put it on his chest, not bothering to pay attention to him.

Turning around, she arched her back, and tears once again poured out of Gu Weimian's eyes.

She made no sound at all when she cried, as quiet as a puppet.

This way of crying almost broke Huo Yan's heart.

There had never been a moment in his life when he felt as miserable as he did now.

She was crying, and her tears turned into ice beads and fell on his heart.

He turned her chair around again and hugged her.

Feeling a dampness on his shoulders, the man found it difficult to breathe, so he could only keep gently stroking Gu Weimian's back with his hands.

Gu Weimian felt the hot body temperature on Huo Yan's chest.

I thought about it several times, but my body couldn't find the strength to support it.

She cried for who knows how long, but she could only feel the man's arms holding her tightening.

Gu Weimian felt like he had returned to the time when he was rescued by the teacher on the lighthouse.

Just when Huo Yan thought that Gu Weimian would never speak again and was about to ask Han Qiming for help, Gu Weimian suddenly spoke.

Her voice was low and hoarse, and she was obviously crying constantly, but her tone was surprisingly calm.

"There were several times when I couldn't hold on anymore."

"Have you ever stood on a high tower and looked down, trying to find a reason not to jump, but you couldn't find one?"

Huo Yan listened to Gu Weimian's calm and indifferent words in his ears, but there was a turmoil in his heart.

Standing on a high tower and looking down? Looking for a reason for yourself not to jump?

Every word was like a hammer hitting the man's heart.

Waves of fear welled up in my heart!

He touched Gu Weimian's head and wrapped his arms tightly around her, as if he was afraid that she would disappear, and he was afraid in his heart.

Huo Yan considered it carefully and said, "Don't pay attention to the cynicism in school, and don't take Gu Qifang's words to heart..."

"It's not because of these..."

Gu Weimian smiled lightly, but the tears continued.

If it was just because of these, how could she think of dying.

I can't live because... I really can't find any reason to live...

Her grandfather is dead, her brother is dead, everyone she cares about is dead, and everyone who knows her in the world wishes she would disappear soon.