The man picked up a grape and put it in his mouth.
He ate the sour grape in front of Qin Anan, his face expressionless after eating.
Qin Anan was a little confused by this operation.
"You...aren't these grapes sour?"
If it weren't for the sourness of the grapes still remaining in his mouth, Qin Anan would almost doubt that the grapes were not sour at all.
"acid."
Gu Xingzhi's words dispelled Qin An'an's doubts.
"Can you accept it?"
"Um."
Qin Anan:......
She had to sigh, so the structure of men is different from that of women.
A small grape can make a difference.
The main reason is that Qin Anan can't eat sour food, so she has a psychological shadow on purple grapes.
Gu Xingzhi smiled and said nothing.
How did Qin An'an know what kind of sour days Gu Xingzhi lived during the days when she left.
The sourness of such a small grape is just a drop in the bucket.
The wind blew gently, blowing away the dark clouds that covered the moonlight, revealing the moon.
Reflected on the two people, the atmosphere between them immediately became gentle.
"Gu Xingzhi, thank you for taking care of me during this time."
Perhaps because the scenery around him was so beautiful, Qin Anan actually forgot for a moment what this man had done to him.
I only remember that after this man forcibly brought me back, he provided me with delicious food and drink.
In fact, thinking about it this way, Qin Anan felt that this person was not too bad.
"so what?"
The man looked at her from top to bottom and became wary.
"Don't be nervous, I just want to express my gratitude to you."
The expression on this person's face was too exaggerated. She just said a word of thanks, why was she so nervous?
"Is that so?"
"What else do you think?"
Qin Anan smiled.
The man let out a sigh of relief.
"That's good, that's good."
As long as this little thing didn't think about leaving all the time, Gu Xingzhi didn't care what she said.
"Does your head still hurt in the past two days?"
I remember this little thing told me a few days ago that whenever I think of something, my head will hurt.
I asked the doctor and found that there is no treatment for this situation. I can only try not to think about those complicated things.
But sometimes those complicated things don't have to be ignored just because you say you don't want to.
"It doesn't hurt anymore."
Strangely enough, since living here, Qin Anan doesn't feel that much pain in his head.
Although some memories would pop up from time to time, as long as he didn't follow this memory, he wouldn't be able to think about anything.
She felt that her head didn't hurt at all.
Sometimes people are just like this, when you try hard to think of something, you just can't remember it.
"What about your memory?"
The man frowned.
"You said that my memory is good and bad sometimes. Sometimes I will experience some things in my sleep in a daze, and sometimes I will sleep until dawn and nothing will happen." This chapter has been completed!