Lovesickness awaits

Chapter 373
For so many years, Liu Mei has lived a humble life in this marriage. He can see clearly that divorce is a kind of relief. In terms of divorce, he has made up his mind not to stop it. The marriage also ended.

Xiao Qian runs a small video game company, and he has managed it with a bit of sensuality over the years. He bought this high-end apartment with the assets he earned from his own business.

A 180-square-meter duplex apartment with two floors, exquisite decoration, and a superior location. The estimated price is three to four million yuan. Gu Yichen is actually quite envious of Xiao Qian. At least every penny he spends is earned with his own hands. , and he, as Gu Zhanxuan said, left the Gu family, he was nothing.

"Wipe it, it's all wet."

Xiao Qian handed him a dry towel and reminded him in a low voice.

Gu Yichen was stunned for a moment, but before he recovered from his thoughts, Xiao Qian saw that he was not moving, so he took two steps forward, holding the towel and wiping the water droplets on his hair naturally.

With a masculine breath, it invaded the sense of smell. After a few seconds, Gu Yichen came back to his senses, took the towel in his hand, wiped his hair carelessly, threw the towel aside, and sat on the sofa.

Xiao Qian glanced at him, then at the towel, bent down to pick it up, wiped his wet hair naturally, and sat down next to Gu Yichen.

"Go wash it. You should be able to wear my clothes. Let's make do with it first. Be careful not to catch a cold."

Gu Yichen didn't speak, lowered his head, put his hands into his hair, and slowly clenched into fists. After a long time, he said hoarsely, "Xiao Qian, how can I live my life in such a mess?"

Xiao Qian lit a cigarette, took a puff, and said lightly, "In your eyes, how can you not be embarrassed?"

Gu Yichen snatched the cigarette from his hand, took a deep breath, exhaled a few smoke rings, and said in silence for a few seconds, "At least it shouldn't be what I am now."

Xiao Qian stared at the cigarette holder he had just smoked, his eyes slowly fell on Gu Yichen's lips, and he barely avoided it after a few seconds.

"Life is not easy. Everyone has an unspeakable story behind them. You are just showing your story to others. You are very real. At least you will never hide your feelings." Unlike me, I don't even have the courage to speak.

"Ah"

Gu Yichen laughed lowly twice, then turned to look at him, "This is stupid."

He took another drag on his cigarette, "Is your dad in China recently?"

"I don't know, why, you have something to do with him?"

"Yeah." Gu Yichen responded lightly, "My mother's divorce may have to be entrusted to your father. If there is a lawsuit, I hope I can fight for something more for my mother."

"I will help you ask."

"Good brother, thank you."

Gu Yichen put the cigarette butts out in the ashtray, stood up, unbuttoned his shirt, took off the wet shirt, threw it aside, turned his head and asked Xiao Qian, "Can I take a shower in the bathroom downstairs?"

Xiao Qian stared blankly at the muscular and well-proportioned figure, and after a few seconds, he said, "Yes, I'll get you a change of clothes for you."

He stood up and walked upstairs with some messy steps. Gu Yichen glanced at him and walked into the bathroom barefoot.

Early in the morning, the phone/phone rang non-stop. Mr. Li turned over, picked up the phone/phone and pressed the answer button, "Who is there?"

"It's me," the old man said in a slightly uncomfortable voice, "Well, you haven't gotten up yet?"

Mr. Li squeezed the space between his brows, sat up, helped him lie down and tucked in the corner of the quilt, opened the door with his mobile phone and went out.

"What's up?"

"Did something happen to you at the funeral yesterday?"

The old man asked tentatively.

Mr. Li took a bottle of water from the refrigerator, took a sip, and said, "The news is pretty good."

"It's all in the newspaper, can I not know?"

The old man raised his voice and said a few words, then said in a low voice, "How is your mother, is she okay?"

"...If you came to inquire about her, then no."

"..."

"I just asked a few random questions," the old man laughed, "Well, Mrs. Zhang went to buy some hairy crabs yesterday. You can bring Mo Yan over to eat later. I'll hang up first."

After the old man finished speaking, he hung up the phone in a hurry.

Mr. Li stared at the phone for a while, turned off the screen, threw the phone aside, walked to the cat climbing frame, and poked the furball kid who was still sleeping with a cat teasing stick.

The little guy kicked his legs alluringly, opened his eyes lazily, gave a soft "meow", patted the cat teaser under his paw, and fell asleep on his pillow.

Mr. Li stared at it for a while, then stretched out his hand to lift the hairball off the climbing frame and brought it to the bathroom.

Mo Yan was woken up by the sound of tinkling bells downstairs. She opened her eyes and stretched her waist. The latter realized that Mr. Li had already got up. She rubbed her eyes, sat up, and put on her shoes. went downstairs.

The sound of jingling bells came from the bathroom, accompanied by a shrill meow from time to time, which was a bit cold and penetrating.

Mo Yan unscrewed it and called twice across the bathroom, but no one answered, she hesitated for a moment, and opened the door cautiously.

On the floor in the middle of the bathroom, there was a plastic basin, and a drowned cat lay in the plastic basin. The cat was all wet and stuck to its body, and its body suddenly became weak, leaving only its bowl-sized face, staring at it. With a pair of big eyes, especially pitiful.

When Mo Yan pushed open the door, it was clung to Mr. Li's arm with its paws, preventing him from moving further. Mr. Er Li, his thin shirt was completely wet, and his hair was sticking to his cheeks messily. The muscles on his body, and the two spots on his chest, looked extraordinarily tempting. At this moment, he was rubbing foam with one hand and applying it to the hairball. One person and one cat were like holding air, refusing to give in to each other.

Mo Yan swallowed her saliva, and coughed, "Isn't there a card for the pet grooming center, why don't you take it there for washing."

While rubbing the foam, Mr. Li said, "Get in touch with it."

Shit shovel officer!It's clear that you want to play tricks on me!

Mo Yan...

"You guys contact slowly."

Mo Yan raised her eyebrows and retreated from the bathroom.

Mr. Li washed the hair balls clean, took them out, and dried them before getting up and going to the bathroom to wash up.

The fluffy hair ball sat on the sofa with a dark face after being washed, and it didn't even care about its favorite dried fish.

The little guy has a temper.

This state lasted until Mr. Li came out of the bathroom, and the hairball boy rushed over like lightning with a "whoosh" and stuck to Mr. Li's trouser leg to say "kindly greetings".

The hot and humid feeling on his feet made Mr. Li startled, his face darkened suddenly, and before the hairball had time to escape, he bent down and grabbed the fur on his neck, and lifted it up.

The little guy stretched his limbs, and howled "meow meow" at him in disbelief, with a high-spirited expression on his face.

(End of this chapter)