Young Master Gu, Please Be Gentle

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An An stood in front of the sink and turned around. She had long black hair, a small face full of radiance, and a pink skirt rippling a dazzling and charming arc on her white leg. lotus.

Will he like it?

When will he come?

Coming soon?

It's been a long time since she saw him.

Miss him so much.

An An sat next to the bed, her heart beating like a drum, and soon she gave her pink cheeks, with some grievances. She was in the hospital and he didn't come to see her.

Maybe he is too busy.

She didn't call him these days because her cell phone was confiscated by her brother. He said that girls who like to be obedient would be very obedient.

An An stood up and came to the hospital's pharmacy.

The nurse in the pharmacy looked at An An, "Miss An An, what medicine do you want?"

An An's snowy eyes swept around in the pharmacy, and finally stopped on a shelf. She pointed out Bai Nen's finger and pointed, "I want to get a box of that."

The nurse gave it a glance, a box of avoidance-pregnancy.

When An An returned to the ward, the little face was already red, and she hid the box cover under the pillow like a thief.

Alas, so shameful.

The nurse asked her just now, "Miss An An, what size do you want?"

She was embarrassed, "Take the biggest and the biggest."

The nurse looked at her in shock, forgetting to react.

An An put out two white tender hands and covered her little face. Well, the little face was hot.

At this moment, the knock of the door rang, and someone was knocking.

Is Lu Yan here?

It must be Lu Yan!

An An quickly got up and ran to open the door.

The door of the ward was opened. It wasn't Lu Yan, but Ye Butler.

"Miss An An, hello." Ye Butler greeted politely.

"Ye Butler, hello." An An replied, and those snow-like eyes looked through behind Ye Butler, and the corridor.

nobody.

Lu Yan didn't come.

"Ms. An An, are you looking for Ye Ye? Ye Ye has something to stop, and Ye Ye sent me here."

"Oh, Mr. Ye, come in."

In the ward, An An was sitting by the bed, and the housekeeper Ye gave a piece of things to An An. "Miss An An, this is our wedding invitation from Ye Yan."

Lu Yan's wedding invitation.

An An's brain exploded with a bang. She dangled the butterfly-like cicada-wing slender Yu Jie looking at the hot red invitation in her hand, which said the groom Lu Yan, the bride ... An Xi.

Bai Nen's fingers clenched the wedding invitation, which was rotted by her, and she put her nails in her hand.

The little blood color that has just been raised these days has turned white at this moment, white like a piece of paper.

She lifted her head and looked at Ye Butler dumbly. It was a long time before she recovered her voice, "Why ..."

"Miss An An, we Yan Ye and An Xi childhood plum horse, and now they are married, naturally invite Miss An An to the wedding."

"No, it's not ..." An An shook her small head, murmured disappointedly, "I'm not asking this ..."

She asked, why did he marry Anxi?

This should not be the case.

He wouldn't do this to her.

The housekeeper Ye looked at the girl's severely beaten face and said, "Ms. An An, Yan Ye told me to tell you something. You are too young to play, but you ca n’t take it seriously. You still have congenital leukemia. If you have a child with you, you are also afraid of inheriting it. Now Mr. Yan is going to get married. There will be a wife. In the future, he will only have a wife, a woman.

What the housekeeper was talking about, An An couldn't understand a word, but she seemed to hear it again and again.

He said he was just playing with her.

He said that she had congenital leukemia and he was afraid to have children with her.

He said he would only have his wife and a woman in the future.

He said, don't bother him anymore ...

An An did not know how the housekeeper was going. She sat on the bed, and the whole figure was pushed into the abyss, her hands and feet were cold.

She never thought that this was the end of him and her, he took a knife and stabbed her heart.

it hurts.

Her whole body curled up in pain, but no tears fell.

...

An An was discharged from the hospital. She was very good. She obediently ate and went to school. The gilt wedding invitation was thrown into the trash. She discarded the name of Lu Yan from her life.

Only, she became very quiet.

Tang Moer often saw her sitting on the rug with her knees alone, with a large French window in front of her. She looked at the outside world through the mirror, wondering what she was looking at and thinking?

An An is often in a daze, all morning long.

She still doesn't like to make friends, but the 18-year-old girl is blooming like rose petals, and I don't know how many princes have stopped to watch.

Two months later, An An dance competition and won the gold medal.

The entire circle of imperial celebrities began to agitate, and those noble ladies began to probe into An An's private situation, not knowing who she was in.

That night, An An returned to the villa and fell into Tang Moer's arms.

Tang Mo'er smelled her full body of alcohol, "An'an, did you drink?"

An An squinted her eyes, the girl's soft voice was intermittent, with coquettishness, "Well, have a drink with your classmate ... two glasses, don't be angry ...

Tang Mo'er stretched out his little hand and rubbed An An's soft and smooth hair. He was not angry, and some just felt distressed.

At this time, the TV in the living room was broadcasting a news, the host said in fluent Chinese ---

Just got the news. Lu Yan, who was recently released on bail. The lord of all tyrants, the lord of the rocks who fiddled with the situation, was hit by a gunfire last night. Unfortunately, a bullet penetrated his heart and he died when he was ineffective ...

Lu Yan is dead.

After the news was broadcast, there were no more land rocks in the world.

Tang Mo'er's clean pupil shrank suddenly and looked at An An in her arms.

The black hair was loosely messed up, blocking An'an's small face in the city, she was still drunk, and her eyes were retracted from the TV. She left Tang Mo'er's arms, "Little sister, I ... return to the room."

An An stumbled upstairs and returned to his room.

Tang Mo'er went to the kitchen to cook the sober soup, and then sent it upstairs. She raised her hand and knocked on the door. "An'an."

No sound inside.

An An did not respond to her.

"Well," Tang Moer raised his hand and knocked on the door again, but there was still no sound inside.

Tang Moer suddenly felt very cold, like a cold wind blowing over her, making her heart sink.

She changed her look and suddenly had a bad feeling.

The tiny white hand caught the doorknob, and she pushed open the door.

The room was permeated with a pungent **** smell. On the soft big bed, An An was lying on it in a long dress. Her slender Hao wrists fell weakly in the air, and there was a blood hole on the Hao wrists, ticking down. Dripping blood.

An An, 18, committed suicide in her room.

There was a string of wind chimes hanging on the girl's princess bed, and a few cold winds blew in from the window, and a bell rang, cheerfully ignorant of the sorrow and sorrow on earth.