Madam Fu, it's so cruel!

Chapter 89 I Don't Like Him

The referee declared the boy the winner, and he held up his slender hand.

Wen Tangyu witnessed a bloody violence, physically unable to bear such a scene.

He is a doctor, and he can't imagine how his hands should be used to kill other than save people.

Why hasn't Gu Wei Gu Wei come back yet?
Wen Tangyu wanted to go out to find her, he couldn't let her stay in this place.

'Knock knock——! After knocking on the door twice, Gu Wei came over with a tray with two glasses of wine on it.

Wen Tangyu was very surprised to see her appear, but Gu Wei responded flatly: "What's wrong?"

"You..." He scanned her up and down, only to find that she was completely intact.

Yes, even though the boy was somewhat similar to Gu Wei in stature just now, he was punched several times and had bruises on his face. Although he couldn't see his face clearly, those bruises would definitely not disappear in a short time.

Not Gu Wei
He breathed a sigh of relief: "Let's talk about your problem in another place."

Gu Wei put the wine on the table, she sat on the sofa with her legs crossed, and had no intention of leaving.

"I can't participate in other people's joys and sorrows, and that's my problem."

Wen Tangyu frowned slightly upon hearing this, her question was a bit tricky and might involve physical illness.

Gu Wei took out a cigarette slowly and lit it, took a puff and slowly exhaled the white mist, her whole body was hidden in the white mist, her voice was cold and distant.

"Recently... I started to pamper someone."

"It's a good thing, maybe your condition is getting better."

The cigarette was held between cold white fingers, and her slender wrist was hanging casually, but her movements were more lustful than cigarettes.

Gu Wei lowered his eyes and gradually lost his patience: "...I don't like him."

She didn't even have the emotions that a normal human being should have, and couldn't appreciate his liking for her, so what could she respond to?

But the faint irritability during this time made her realize something was wrong, and she didn't know why she was irritated.

Just as Wen Tangyu was about to speak, a shrill alarm sounded from the box.

Gu Wei's eyes became colder in an instant, she threw the cigarette in the ashtray, dragged Wen Tangyu and ran outside.

"Shh!" She led him around through the small door, "The police are here to investigate, I'll take you out."

The two passed through the dark narrow road and ran for an unknown amount of time, until Wen Tangyu felt his back was sweating and his breathing was a little unsteady, Gu Wei stopped.

He raised his head to see the moon and realized that the two had run out.

"It seems that you didn't lose your mood due to physiological factors, it may be the stress state caused by the previous incident." Wen Tangyu still did not forget to express his preliminary judgment at this time.

"My suggestion is to perceive everything around you, you lose your judgment on emotions, and your connivance itself is a kind of preference. As for the deeper preference, Freud's unconscious theory talks about it."

"You mean the third level of consciousness disorder?"

He was robbed, and it was surprising that she also knew about it.

Only then did Gu Wei's eyes relax slightly: "Continue next time."

After finishing speaking, he took out his mobile phone and opened his password, and under Wen Tangyu's surprised gaze, he entered his mobile phone number and threw it to him.

"I'll come to you next time."

"Okay, let me know what's going on."

I don't know if it was his illusion, but he always felt that her face was extremely pale under the moonlight.

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Gu family
Gu Wei pushed open the bedroom door and walked in, she was sitting by the window.

Skillfully took out a cotton pad from the drawer, moistened it with makeup remover, and gently wiped the eyebrows and eyes.

Under the soft moonlight, looking at her face from the mirror, the skin that was brushed just now was slightly bruised.

Her left eye even oozes blood, and there is a tiny bloodstain under her eyes.

Gu Wei looked at herself through the mirror, but her mood was extremely irritable, and she knew better that the person who affected her emotions was Fu Xie.

(End of this chapter)