Her love and hate

Chapter 8 "Ji Anan, you are dreaming."

Unexpectedly, the moment Ji Anan opened his eyes, he really saw Gu Sijin who was so close to her.

Gu Sijin held her down bitterly, and said, almost gnashing his teeth, "Why is your heart so bad, how dare you push Shuyan into the water?"

Ji Anan was stunned, and then struggled hard, "I didn't push her, Gu Sijin, I didn't!"

"Oh, you didn't." Gu Sijin seemed to be irritated by Ji Anan's struggle, his strength in pressing Ji Anan's arm suddenly increased, and he bowed his head next to her ear, speaking the cruelest words in the most lingering tone , "Ji Anan, will you die without a man?"

Ji Anan's pupils dilated, and the struggle became more and more intense, "I don't, Gu Sijin, I don't!"

"You like Qin Yuanchen so much that you feel dirty when I touch you?" Gu Sijin's face was like the sky before a thunderstorm, and his eyes were like wolves in the wild.

"Ji Anan, you are vicious, and you don't obey women's ways..."

"But you have to know that you are mine, you are my person in life, and my corpse in death. You will stay by my side for the rest of your life to pay off your debts!"

In the middle of the night, a thunderstorm suddenly arrived.

The crackling thunder and rain covered all the sounds in the world.

After that twists and turns, Ji Anan was so tired that he finally fell asleep.

She fell asleep with tears in her eyes, and her sleep was restless. When she woke up, Gu Sijin was still there.

Her face was pressed against his firm chest, and the warmth confused Ji Anan's distinction between dreams and reality.

Is this a dream?

The scene of falling asleep with her in his arms appeared in the memory of the past, or in the dream.

In the past few days, she has always dreamed that he hugged her and fell asleep. When she woke up, there was no one beside her, and her hands were touching the bed, and the temperature was astonishingly cold.

Ji Anan pinched himself, it hurts, it's true.

Memories of last night also flooded into her mind, Ji Anan turned pale, and looked up at Gu Sijin, and the moment he met his deep black eyes, Gu Sijin also pushed her away.

The heart that had warmed up a lot fell to freezing point in an instant.

The man lifted the quilt and got up halfway, when Ji Anan grabbed his hand.

Ji Anan closed his eyes, and said word by word: "Gu Sijin, I beg you, resume my dad's treatment...My dad can't bear to toss about."

Gu Sijin was slightly taken aback, but soon he said: "Ji Anan, you are dreaming."

"It's impossible to dream."

Seeing the deep pain in Ji Anan's eyes, Gu Sijin felt a pang in his heart. He pursed his lips tightly, got up and left the bedroom.

The humble request was trampled underfoot by Gu Sijin, Ji Anan was so numb that even sadness became a luxury, she groped for the phone by the bedside, found a phone number, hesitated for a while, and dialed it.

"Mom, I'm An'an, can I, please..."

Ji Anan called Mrs. Gu, a woman who perfectly interpreted what a quiet time is.

Mrs. Gu sighed softly on the phone, and said softly: "An'an, Mom will do her best."

The call to Mrs. Gu worked in the afternoon. At three o'clock in the afternoon, Gu Sijin returned to the villa. He looked at Ji Anan with a mocking arc on his lips, "Ji Anan, Mom asked me to take you to see her."

How could someone as smart as Gu Sijin not know that Mrs. Gu wanted to see her because of her handwriting.

In the morning, her request was rejected by him, and then Mrs. Gu called to see the two of them.

Ji Anan smiled wryly, if she had no other choice, she would not have made such a bad move.

Mrs. Gu is so pitiful. She lost her husband in middle age and her son is in jail.

(End of this chapter)