Chapter 105: Still not coming back?

Chapter 105 still not back?

Back to the club, it's not too late.

Painfully parked the car in the garage, Jiang Xiying went straight upstairs to her room and fell asleep.

Jun Gu went to the training room first.

It's ten o'clock in the evening.

Just now he inadvertently glimpsed that the training room was still lit.

There is a figure from behind who keeps moving.

When I got closer, I saw that it was Wen Yao.

He opened the door and stood watching for a while, because he was so focused that Wen Yao didn't notice anyone coming.

Throwing his fist, there was a slight airflow, followed by a bang.

After another horizontal kick from Wen Yao, Jun Gu coughed lightly.

Hearing the sound stopped, Wen Yao turned his head, a little surprised: "Gu Shen?"

Jun Gu stood there, his body growing.

Sweeping at him, Jun Gu said: "Your movements are standard, but there is one point,"

"A little impatient, easy to break the rules."

Wen Yao paused, annoyance flashed across his face: "Thank you, God Gu, for reminding me."

Removing the gloves in hand, he scratched his head, feeling a little helpless: "I don't know why, I'm always incoherent in free combat, and my small movements are still not satisfactory. I can't sleep, so I think about going down and practicing myself."

Putting one hand in his pocket, Jun Gu said with a calm expression, "It will take a little more time to overcome it. Compared with the previous few days, your progress can be seen with the naked eye."

He took a slight step, as if he was about to leave, but paused again: "You should thank Coach Gong."

Gong Jiuan's training method seems to be chaotic.

But in fact inadvertently quickly filter their shortcomings.

"I know Gu Shen, I was too reckless before, and I won't be like that in the future."

Jun Gu's words reminded Wen Yao of the scene when he questioned Gong Jiuan back then.

After all, I was a little embarrassed.

"Hmm", Jun Gu turned and walked out: "I won't bother you."

When he was about to go out, Wen Yao heard Jun Gu say something: "Strength is not achieved overnight, go up early after training."

Wen Yao raised his head and could only see the back of the man walking away.

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Going upstairs and entering the room, the first thing Jun Gu does is to take a shower.

He inadvertently glanced at the misty blue school uniform in the corner, and his eyes froze.

When I got out of the bathroom, I picked it up and threw it into the washing machine.

Lying on the bed, I haven't fallen asleep for a long time.

After a while, the patter of raindrops fell and hit the building.

The sound continued.

Finally he sat up, lifted the quilt and got out of bed, rubbed his forehead, and turned on the light.

I was about to make myself a cup of tea, but found that there was no water in the water dispenser.

With a gloomy expression on his face, Jun Gu put down his glass.

Standing in front of the big French windows, looking up at the outside.

The rain became heavier, and it seemed to be pouring.

In view, the space outside the club is clean and quiet.

His downcast eyes scanned the time.

At half past eleven.

Frowning, why haven't you come back so late?

Putting down his hands, he looked at the heavy rain again.

After half a ring, he turned and went to the bedside table.

Open the top drawer, and there is a square blue thin box inside.

Take it out and open it.

A blue necklace of pure crystal came into view.

Despite all these years, its color is still beautiful and brilliant.

Exquisite workmanship makes it look more noble and mysterious.

Fingertips landed on it, rubbed it lightly, and immediately felt uneven.

His eyes are dim.

His expression faded in the darkness as dark as night.

In my mind, the impatience and hostility that the boy couldn't hide when he heard the necklace appeared emerged.

What does this thing mean to you...

The lights outside the window flashed.

Jun Gu looked sideways, the rain did not know when it stopped.

Soon, there was the faint sound of closing the car door.

Putting the things back, Jun Gu got up and went to the window to look down.

The boy stood quietly by the side of the road, watching the car that sent her go away until it disappeared.

The lips are slightly pursed.

Jun Gu glanced at the direction in which the Porsche was leaving, his eyes were light, and no emotion could be seen.

Closed his eyes, and unexpectedly met the gaze of the boy who raised his eyes.

In the past few days, I feel that I can’t bear to look at my writing...

(end of this chapter)

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