My Mr. Gu is Courting Death Again

Xu Future didn't sleep well, and her light sleep was interrupted by the ding of her mobile phone. Her curled long eyelashes trembled slightly, and she slowly opened her eyes.

His eyes were still confused, until he inadvertently met the man's black eyes, his eyes were cold, sarcasm, faint, an invisible abyss.

The all-too-familiar sight was exactly the same as the one in the nightmare, and Xu Weiwei couldn't tell for a moment whether she had woken up or was still struggling in the nightmare.

The four eyes met for a few seconds, and as Xu Weiwei gradually regained consciousness, she knew that this was not a dream, but a reality, so she lowered her eyes subconsciously and looked away.

She did not expect that Gu Yu would come to see her.

In fact, there is nothing to say between them. It is said that they are husband and wife, and their relationship is worse than that of strangers. Xu Future's broken heart will not allow her to have any wishful thinking.

Probably this is the so-called sadness is greater than heart death.

She didn't speak, and Gu Yu didn't speak, but he didn't leave either. He just stood there with his thin lips tightly pressed, looking at her coldly. Her body was already chilling because of illness, and now she was stared at by him like this. Then, her body trembled uncontrollably even more.

What Gu Yu wanted to do was to give her a good time.

The VIP ward was originally huge, but because of his presence, the atmosphere in the huge ward was cold and oppressive, and she had some difficulty breathing, and she couldn't breathe.

Xu Weilai bit his lower lip, hesitated for half a minute, and finally opened his mouth, breaking the suffocating silence.

"It was you... who sent me to the hospital, thank you."

No matter what the relationship between them was, no matter what his motives were, she still had to express her gratitude for sending her to the hospital.

Polite, alienated, polite, plain words spit out from the woman's mouth, and Gu Yu's stern face became even more serious.

His mind quickly flashed the bleak look of her lying on the messy bed in the apartment, breathing weakly, and there was a flash of distress in her black eyes, which turned into darkness in an instant, and his eyes fell on her calm and indifferent face He opened his lips and spit out a few words coldly, "If you want to die, don't die in my apartment."

Sick for a week and can't even make a phone call?

Xu Weiwei knew that he wouldn't have anything good to say about her, but since he didn't like to see her, why did he come here? Just to let her listen to these ugly words when she is so sick?

A soreness welled up in her chest very quickly, and at the same time, there was also a great resentment, sad, wronged, and angry!

Why did she get sick? It's not because of him. He wronged her indiscriminately that night and tortured her like that. Even if she is a hard-hearted person, she can't bear it!

Even though she was so sad, she learned how to smile in sadness, so she didn't want him to see her weak side again.

Xu Weilai swallowed two mouthfuls of saliva, suppressing the soreness in her throat, she raised her head, because her face was pale, her black eyes became darker, she curled her lips and smiled at him, her hoarse voice was impolite He fought back, "If you are so dissatisfied with me living in your apartment, I will write you an IOU, we will sign a divorce, and I will move out immediately!"

After a pause, she sniffed, and added: "Or we can separate first, I will find a house to move out as soon as possible, so as not to pollute your noble apartment!"