Jiang Cheng still had a lot to do, because classes would begin in earnest after tonight, so he didn't linger in dormitory number 14.
Just convey your meaning, and that will be enough.
Seeing that Luo Xiaoli wasn't too angry, he felt relieved and could focus on other things.
Jiang Cheng walked out of the dormitory area and turned a corner by a wall, where Gu Qingwan was standing. She was leaning against the wall, doing nothing, just staring at a tree that didn't seem special.
She had been waiting, and when she appeared in front of her, Gu Qingwan raised one leg, which was wearing a high heel, and stepped back against the wall behind her.
The curves of her calves are beautiful; they're not chubby at all, just right.
This is the north, and the weather in April is still quite cold. Jiang Cheng didn't know why his assistant was still wearing a bodycon skirt that happened to cover her knees.
"Aren't you cold?" He took the coat from Gu Qingwan's hand, but instead of putting it on, he turned the collar of the coat and casually draped it over her shoulders.
She didn't even answer whether she was cold.
This woman is really strange; aside from work, I've almost never seen her have any private life.
No friends, no communication with others, no complaints about the hard work, just flying around Jiangcheng from north to south.
This kind of life has been going on for seven months.
On the day of the Chinese New Year, Jiang Cheng was working on a new plan and didn't have time to return to Lanjing. Gu Qingwan naturally stayed by his side and didn't say a single unhappy word.
Please, even as a research leader, I get a vacation.
Jiang Cheng sighed inwardly. Should he find an opportunity to let Gu Qingwan rest for a while? Is she still human after working for so long? Wouldn't she turn into a robot?
Gu Qingwan stood dignifiedly when she suddenly felt a weight on her shoulder, followed by a fresh scent from her coat.
The fluffy collar pressed down on her large, wavy hair, concealing many of the wine-red strands. A look of surprise appeared on her meticulously made-up face. She stood there stunned for a long time before turning her head to look at Jiang Cheng, who was walking ahead with his neck hunched, and then at the coat draped over her shoulders.
The wind was so weak that it just happened to blow at that moment.
He tossed Jiang Cheng's hair to one side.
The wind even lifted the hem of Gu Qingwan's coat.
The straight coniferous tree next to it swayed twice before returning to stillness.
A mechanical heart does not beat abnormally.
Always maintain a normal speed of 65-80 beats per minute.
So even if a Titan stood in front of her and a fist came down, Gu Qingwan's heart rate wouldn't exceed 81.
She continued walking forward.
The only advantage of being a machine is that she can't experience the agonizing emotions of love and hate.
However, it's strange that some liquid, which is used to lubricate the internal gears, suddenly seeped out from where she was charging.
I'm completely baffled.
(Author's note: I want to solemnly declare here! Don't dwell on who ends up with Jiang Cheng or who suffers regret. What's the point of worrying about that? Just enjoy the journey of his life, the love and being loved he experienced. Isn't that better? You won't only meet one person in your life. Can you grow old alone with everyone you meet in your youth? I'm writing an ensemble piece, and I want to portray each character well. I like Luo Xiaoli and Zhao Xuerou very much because they are vivid and their lives are equally eventful. They don't just live for romance; that's just one aspect. Reading a book solely for a conclusion is quite boring.)
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