C374 (1/2)

Although the pain and pressure on the shoulder disappeared, Gu did not dare to move.

”All these years, everyone has changed, only the two of us are still the same.” Pei Tianlang gently stroked Gu Qian's hair and said these intimate love words. If someone who didn't know it was here, he would feel that they were incomparable lovers.

But Gu Qian knew that he didn't mean it, because he had no feelings for him, which he knew better than anyone else.

And instead of looking directly into his eyes, he looked at this miraculous face without any scars.

Gu Qian's intuition tells her that Pei Tianlang is looking at the specimen.

”Shallow, are you afraid of getting old?” The cold fingertips caress Gu Qian's cheek, and a piece of goose bumps suddenly appear on the smooth and tender skin.

”Don't be afraid, you will never grow old. If you can, I hope you will always be the same as when we first met.”

First time? Gu shallow originally dull pupil suddenly contracted, if I can, I also want to go back to that time, and then let you live and die.

”I know what you're thinking. Is saving me the most regretful thing you've ever done? But that was the happiest time of my life. ”

It's clearly the softest place in my heart, but Pei Tianlang just holds the corner of his mouth and laughs far fetched. He always looks very uncomfortable. It's like a child who is not good at science who uses rigid formulas and finally has to be a nondescript.

Gu Qian suddenly remembered what Gu Xi Nian said a few days ago. He had emotional disorders and antisocial personality. He knew the cause of his illness, and maybe he could be cured.

She swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and finally spoke in a trembling voice, ”you are Pei's only heir, how can you be unhappy?”

Pei Tianlang looks at her mouth and reacts as if she had just woken up. Gu Qian is still alive.

”Happy?” Pei Tianlang seemed to have heard something funny. He burst out laughing and heard Gu Qian stand on his head.

With a smile, he stopped again and stood looking out the window with a strange expression. Those clear memories that had been sealed up for a long time by him were like a roll of film without feelings, slowly unfolding and wrapping up his whole person.

Pei Tianlang leaned back on the seat, closed his eyes and said slowly: ”most people may have a vague memory of childhood, but I'm different. I remember every detail very clearly.

When I was about two or three years old, my father would make specimens with living animals in front of me. The blood drops of those small animals were dripping all over the test bench, and their calls changed from bleak and sharp to dying.