Companion Growers

Chapter 117 Doesn't Belong

If you like someone so much that you can't wait to love them, you might as well just let it go, he doesn't know how to get over the hurdle in his heart, but the feeling that can't dissipate has been tormenting him.

Gu Pan lowered his head, unconsciously twirled his index finger and thumb together until his pulp turned white, "Qi Mo, go back."

Except for Bai Yan, the other three people in the room were stunned, and Qi Mo felt that someone had punched his chest so hard that his mind went blank, and the oxygen inhaled into his nasal cavity was stuck in his throat.

"You don't belong here," Gu Pan tried his best to restrain his feelings, but the smile on the corner of his mouth still revealed a bit of bitterness and loneliness, "We are different, you don't belong here."

He doesn't know Qi Mo's exact background and identity, but his positioning of himself has never been so clear than at this moment.

He is an experiment.

Even if he is exactly the same as a human being, can breathe, move, and be tempted, it still cannot change this fact.

Qi Mo doesn't belong here, and he doesn't belong here either.But he doesn't know where the vast universe should go, and where is his home.

Gu Pan realized that the things he buried with his own hands were almost exposed, so he quickly collected his emotions, raised the corners of his lips and said to the air: "Ruirui, can you help me get some food? I suddenly feel very hungry."

Qi Rui was a little puzzled by Gu Pan's transformation. It stands to reason that the personality of a person cultivated through testing is within his expectations, but Gu Pan's situation is special, and now he is also in a fog of confusion.

"Okay, Pan'er, you can sit here for a while," Qi Rui walked around the end of the bed, took Gu Pan to his hospital bed and asked him to sit down, then took the two unopened meals to the microwave for 3 minutes .

"Would you like to have some with me?"

Gu Pan sat quietly, his still bloodless lips touched, his voice was lighter than the breeze in late spring.

Bai Yan and Qi Rui have already eaten it just now, and Qi Mo can only eat liquid food in the near future, so it goes without saying who this sentence is for.

Gu Luo was a little flattered, as early as the moment he stepped into the ward, he knew that this frail young man with gauze eyes wrapped was the person Qi Mo missed and his rival in love.

But he didn't expect that Gu Pan would take the initiative to talk to him. Is it because he hasn't noticed his admiration for Qi Mo, or does he really dislike Qi Mo?

"Thank you, no need." Gu Luo's answer was a little blunt, firstly because he was not used to this strange environment, and secondly because he instinctively rejected Gu Pan in his heart.

Gu Pan didn't speak any more, and sat on the edge of the bed without a sound, and couldn't even hear his breathing. He sat there for a while, and then he stretched his hand under the pillow and touched it as if he suddenly thought of something.

He was not surprised when he touched the bank card and note. The long string of numbers on the bank card raised up and felt a little comfortable. He pressed the card under the pillow again and handed the note to Gu Luo. Unfortunately, he The direction of reaching out is not right, it looks a little funny.

Qi Mo raised his hand, and a soreness surged in his nasal cavity, and he felt that his heart was about to burst open.

Gu Pan's eyes are like spring eyes, the most agile part of this young man, who should be as bright as an elf, but the light on his body has lost all light.

Gu Luo looked at Qi Mo, her heart was grasped tightly, the bitterness was squeezed out and filled her entire chest.

He took the note in Gu Pan's hand, it was a string of numbers, "16352804791, Li Chi."

Gu Pan repeated it in a low voice, nodded with a smile, "Thank you."