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Chapter 112 Extra Story Past (3)

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    Gu Ning returned to her room with the teddy bear in her arms.

    The wind and snow were very heavy, leaking in through the half-opened glass windows, blowing the light goose yellow lace curtains into a mess, giving it an inexplicable beauty.

    The nurse didn't close the window for her when she was sleeping last night.

    Gu Ning felt nothing.

    She doesn't know how long she can live in this world.

    ? Everyday life seems to be monotonous and repetitive since I can remember.

    If this is the case for the rest of the day, it won't feel so good to end suddenly.

    She stepped on the cold marble floor with her toes.

    There is no heating in the house.

    It seems that even this kind of material that is draining the last bit of money has long been forgotten to give to this small room.

    She carefully placed the old puppet bear in her arms on the bed.

    Then quietly looked at the bear sitting on the bed under the quilt.

    It has a pair of black but cold eyes.

    Gu Ning pursed her lips, but didn't speak, then brushed her long hair, walked slowly to the window, and closed the glass window on tiptoe.

    This way it won't be cold.

    She looked at the bear and thought so.

    Usually Gu Ning wakes up very early, because she is often too thirsty to fall asleep, and her lips are dry.

    But there is no water in the house, and the nurse will not remember to prepare with Gu Ning to remove the excess water during meals.

    She has been forgotten for so long that she takes it for granted that she is alone.

    Because of this, she was able to take the bear out of the attic for a walk.

    Neither the nurse nor the children got up at this time.

    They would play cards and drink every night, or hang out with friends in the village.

    At this time, the surveillance cameras in the orphanage were too lazy to turn on.

    In any case, this is also part of the legacy of the old woman. Although it is not known who was assigned to the orphanage in the countryside, it does not mean that the owner of the orphanage will not come suddenly.

    Therefore, if the nurse wants to go out, he usually turns off the surveillance at night, and then tells the staff of the power facility who came to check that the camera was covered because of the heavy wind and snow.

    This was a few years ago, and today, a few years later, the staff never came again.

    All they need to do is put on their long skirts, tie up their hair carefully, spray themselves with rich perfume, and step on high heels on their beautiful calves, and they can go out directly.

    It was also very late when I came back, everyone was drunk and fell asleep.

    Basically, the time after that belongs to Gu Ning alone.

    She walked around with the bear in her arms without any restrictions, and the entire orphanage seemed to belong to her.

    It's like the young master going out for a walk at night when he has nothing to do.

    Except not being able to step out of the door.

    The door had French cycads and a tall black bar topped with rows of sharp spines.

    No matter how thick the snow is on the ground, there is very little snow on the fence.

    No one wants to deal with something like that.

    She sneezed and felt a little dizzy, as if she had caught a cold again.

    Gu Ning didn't care about this, she opened the curtains, letting the cool light of the wind and snow shine on the glass.

    Then she was able to detangle her long black hair with a wooden comb.

    That was all she could do until the nurse came.

    Gu Ning likes to play with her hair.

    At this time, she can give full play to the naivety of a child, and play with her hair into various shapes she wants to play with.

    Anyway, it will be back to normal the next day.

    The nurses usually combed the sick doll's hair by cursing.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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