After seven years of being a "simp," she's reborn and no longer pursuing the aloof sc

Chapter 66

I held the black coat, sat on the bed in a daze for a while, and then started to calculate my current assets.

The only way to quickly pay off the ten million is to go back to his old profession and pick up the paintbrush again.

But ever since what happened back then, I haven't drawn anything again. I even promised my high school homeroom teacher that I would definitely move on from that experience.

But now, three years have passed, and I still tremble whenever I touch a paintbrush, and the image of being beaten by my father still lingers in my mind.

My forehead was covered in a fine layer of sweat; I had locked myself in my room all morning.

I sat by the window, my hand gripping the paintbrush tightly, everything ready, but when I picked up the brush again, it still trembled uncontrollably.

After a while, on the blank Xuan paper, there was only a black dot the size of a thumbnail, which was the color of watercolor that had fallen and stained it.

I angrily slammed the pen down on the table. I don't know if I slammed it down too hard, or if this pen had been with me for many years, but when I threw it down, it broke in two.

I glanced at it, feeling annoyed, and ignored it, opening the window and letting the cold wind rush into my body.

Thinking of the scenes from the past, my eyes welled up with tears, and I finally broke down in sobs.

I feel that God is unfair. Why can everyone else be happy, while I have to pursue happiness myself?

But there are some kinds of happiness that I am destined never to have in my life, such as family love and romantic love.

The more I thought about it, the more wronged I felt, and finally I burst into tears, the sound growing louder and louder.

Just then, Gu Jinhuai's voice came from outside the door. He knocked on the door: "Zhou Nanzhi, what's wrong?"

Hearing his voice, my nose suddenly stung, and I felt incredibly wronged. I wanted to cry even more, but I didn't open the door or answer him. Instead, I buried myself under the covers and burst into tears.

I thought that if I didn't answer, he would leave knowingly, but to my surprise, he found the spare key in the living room and opened the door directly.

Soon, the blanket covering me was pulled off, and Gu Jinhuai pulled me up. Looking at my red eyes, he frowned and said speechlessly, "It's just 1000 million, why are you crying? I don't need you to pay me back."

As I watched him effortlessly utter numbers that terrified me, I felt a fire burning in my chest, with nowhere to vent it. The more I looked at him, the more I disliked him. I slapped his hand away with a sharp, clear sound.

He roared at him, "For a high and mighty young master like you, a mere ten million is nothing but a drop in the ocean. What do you know?"

How could someone like him possibly understand the hardships of life for those of us at the very bottom of society?

Looking at my current state, Gu Jinhuai's lips twitched slightly. He sighed helplessly and spoke in a gentle, soothing tone, as if he were powerless to coax his girlfriend: "So what do you want?"

I blinked my wet eyes and remained silent.

Finally, I realized that I had lost control of my emotions, and now in his eyes, I might be a madman.

Thinking this, I felt angry. He was always there whenever I embarrassed myself.

I raised my arm and roughly wiped away the tears on my face. I had just stood up from the bed, still covered by the blanket, when I accidentally fell straight off the bed.

I gasped, my face turning pale, and instinctively closed my eyes, only to be caught in a broad embrace.

Gu Jinhuai held my waist tightly, and I pressed my cheek against his chest, listening to his strong, rhythmic heartbeat.

Suddenly, my ears turned red, and my cheeks turned pink as well. I instantly lost the will to speak.

Forget it, destroy it.

Just as I was at a loss, Gu Jinhuai gently wiped the moisture from my eyes with his fingertip and slowly said, "Who says I don't understand? When I was 15, my mother sent me to live in the countryside for a year. Do you know Huaining Village?"

I shook my head instinctively.

"It's a small village on the outskirts of the capital, and it's also the place with the worst geographical location, the worst living environment, and the most treacherous people around the capital."

As I listened to his description, a flicker of surprise crossed my eyes, but I didn't ask any questions. It was as if we had worked together for many years, and I quietly listened.

"It was such a poor village, but I stayed there for a year."

This was the first time I had heard Gu Jinhuai talk about his life, and I was completely engrossed in listening. However, the man's face was devoid of any emotion, and even his words were extremely calm.

I stared at him in astonishment, without disturbing him.

As he spoke, he gently stroked my cheek, glancing out the window with a hint of bitterness in his eyes: "The Gu family has always groomed me to be their heir. Do you know how many strokes are in the words 'Gu family heir'? I've been repeating them dozens of times every day since I can remember."

"The strokes are simple, and the characters are easy to write, but..."

Gu Jinhuai didn't say the last words. Instead, he looked out the window, one hand tightly around my waist, his chin resting on my shoulder, as if only in this way could he give me the strength to support him.

He hugged me for a long time, and surprisingly, I didn't push him away this time. Perhaps it was out of sympathy, but I started to comfort myself.

Just as I was getting sleepy, Gu Jinhuai finally let go of me. He quickly composed himself, his gaze fixed on me, and asked softly, "What do you want to eat for lunch?"

I was kneeling, so I moved my aching knees, held onto the edge of the bed, and slowly got out of bed, replying, "Whatever."

"Okay, come with me to buy groceries."

After Gu Jinhuai finished speaking, he grabbed my hand and took me out the door. He drove me to a large supermarket near the community and brought a small shopping cart.

As we passed the snack section, they asked me, "What do you want to eat? Help yourself."

Looking at his arrogant demeanor, I rolled my eyes at him and replied directly, "Boring."

Just as I was about to turn and leave, the man stretched out his long arm and pulled me into his embrace. I looked nervous and subconsciously glanced around, afraid of being noticed.

"You let go!"

I said fiercely, and pinched the back of his hand, but he seemed not to feel the pain and hugged me very tightly.

The man suddenly leaned close to my ear and said in a light tone, "If you want so many people to notice you, just stand there and don't move."

I watched the people coming and going at the entrance, and subconsciously followed his steps inside.

"Is there any fruit you'd like to eat?"

As they passed the fruit section, Gu Jinhuai stopped and asked a question.

I glanced at it briefly and said coldly, "I won't eat it."

Gu Jinhuai glanced at me, then put his arm around me and walked over to Chengzi, taking a bag and putting a few pieces in it.

My eyes widened in surprise. How did he know I loved oranges?

When a man selects fruit, he looks serious, his profile is handsome, and when he is expressionless, he gives off a cold beauty. But when he speaks, he can be incredibly infuriating.

I was puzzled. The man put his arm around me and took me to be weighed. I looked at the aunt standing in front of me and felt a little embarrassed. I couldn't break free, so I just lowered my head and pretended not to see her.

"Young people these days really don't shy away from anything."

Suddenly, the old lady behind me said this.

I felt ashamed and lowered my head even further.

The next second, Gu Jinhuai said, "Raise your head. You didn't do anything wrong, did you?"

"Ma'am, not only are your ideas outdated, but your jealousy is written all over your face. Please tone it down."

Gu Jinhuai finished his rebuke and then pulled me away, completely disregarding the old lady's angry stomping of her feet.

This was the first time I'd ever seen Gu Jinhuai argue with someone. He always seemed so cold and aloof. As I listened to his words, my lips twitched slightly as I suppressed a laugh.

"Laugh if you want to, there's nothing shameful about it."

I don't know when, but Gu Jinhuai's gaze was fixed on me.