Blast! The Group Favorite Fake Daughter Was Spoiled By the Film King and Cried

Chapter 872: nightmare; cry

  Chapter 872 nightmare; crying

  Su Yunling cooked porridge, steamed buns, fried fried dough sticks, and finally fried two side dishes.

   "Children, you can eat..."

  Su Yunling turned around and was about to ask Gu Zhiqi to have breakfast when he found someone lying motionless on the sofa, as if he was asleep.

  Su Yunling immediately tuned in, and walked lightly to the sofa.

   When she got closer, she realized that the girl was indeed asleep, holding a teacup in her hand.

   There is still half a cup of tea in the cup, and the cup is slightly tilted. If you move a little more, it will be spilled on the girl.

  Su Yunling sat down next to the girl, gently took the tea cup out of her hand and put it on the coffee table.

   Then, he stared at the girl for a long time.

  When the girl fell asleep, she looked lazy, cute, and very quiet, no matter how hard she looked at it, she couldn’t get enough of it.

  Su Yunling lost his mind when he watched it. He didn't come back to his senses until he felt a warm touch on the back of his fingers.

  Seeing the back of his finger on the girl's face, Su Yunling immediately retracted her hand as if she had been scalded, with a hint of annoyance in her eyes.

  Su Yunling sat on the sofa, lowered her eyes slightly, stared at her hands for a long time, and was silent for about a minute.

   When I looked up at the girl again, I found a tear slipped from the corner of the girl's eye.

  Su Yun was slightly taken aback when he heard this.

Why are you crying?

  When the teardrops rolled down the corners of his eyes, Su Yunling felt the girl's body began to emit strong anxiety and grief.

"no, do not want."

  The girl frowned tightly, shook her head slightly, and began to ramble uneasily.

  Hearing this, Su Yun frowned slightly, and called softly, "Child?"

   "Sister, don't." The girl nestled on the sofa was still crying, and continued to babble uneasily.

   "Don't go, don't go." Tears flowed more and more, slid across the face, fell into the collar, and wet the clothes.

   "Children, wake up." Su Yunling leaned forward slightly, held a handkerchief to wipe her tears, and spoke again, wanting to wake up Gu Zhiqi.

  The person who fell into the nightmare still didn't wake up, struggling slightly uneasily, tears kept flowing, and the grief emanating from his body became more and more intense.

  Su Yunling, who was sitting by the side, was infected by that kind of grief, and seemed to feel that kind of strong loss and grief.

   "Wake up, kid." Su Yunling put her hand on Gu Zhiqi's shoulder and shook it lightly.

"elder sister!"

  The person on the sofa woke up. After waking up, he immediately stretched out his hand and grabbed Su Yunling's hand. He looked at Su Yunling with hazy eyes, and it seemed that he was not fully awake yet.

  There is uneasiness in the bottom of the bleary eyes, but also the joy of regaining what was lost.

  The girl's eyes were slightly red and the tears in the corners of her eyes were still wet. Looking at Su Yunling, she choked up and called out, "Sister, you are back."

  Su Yunling didn't speak, but looked at Gu Zhiqi nervously, not understanding what was wrong with the child.

   Staring at Gu Zhiqi for a few seconds, he said softly, "Child?"

  As Su Yunling opened his mouth, Gu Zhiqi's eyes slowly recovered, the scene in front of him became clearer, and his memory slowly returned.

  When Gu Zhiqi regained his consciousness completely, he found that his heart was filled with a strong sense of loss and melancholy.

  That kind of loss and melancholy weighed heavily on my heart, and even the corners of my eyes were a little sore.

  Gu Zhiqi sat on the sofa and didn't speak for a long time.

  Until feeling the warm touch from the palm of his hand, Gu Zhiqi came back to his senses.

  Looking at the hand tightly held by him, Gu Zhiqi silently let go, raised his eyes to look at Su Yunling, "Brother?"

   After she spoke, Gu Zhiqi realized that her voice was choked up, and her face seemed to be a little cold.

  Is she... crying?

  (end of this chapter)