Transmigrating as the Younger Sister of a Bigshot with Multiple Identities

  Chapter 89 Tea talk in the small blood bank

  After Gu Jin finished dealing with the matter at hand, she was going to stay up late and play games like before, and then lie on the bed and squint for a while in the early morning.

  Since that incident that year, she has suffered from severe sleep disorders and has difficulty falling asleep. Even falling asleep is accompanied by symptoms such as nightmares, so sleep is torture for her.

  She is also a healer, knowing that simply not sleeping is like drinking poison to quench thirst, but there is nothing she can do.

  Although she is a miracle doctor widely rumored by the outside world, it is difficult for her to treat mental and psychological diseases by herself.

   At this time, her phone vibrated.

  Took the phone and looked, it was a WeChat message from Gu Yang, and there was only one audio file.

  Gu Jin's eyes paused for a moment, and after turning on the audio, a girl's soft and sweet singing voice came from inside, accompanied by the light piano sound and cicadas, like the sound of heaven.

   is a lullaby.

  Gu Jin's hand holding the phone slightly tightened, her eyes fixed on the words "the other party is typing" without blinking.

  Gu Yang: [My sister has a sweet dream~]

  Gu Jin stared at the screen in a daze, with thoughts surging in her mind, and it took a long time before she replied: [OK]

  After thinking about it, he was afraid that Gu Yang would think she was cold, so he sent two more words: 【Good Dream】

  She turned off the computer, turned off the lights, lay on the bed, looped the single, and fell asleep.

  Of course, before going to bed, Gu Jin badly shared the audio and screenshots with Feng Jue downstairs.

  Gu Jin: [She just sent it to me specially]

   A red exclamation point appears next to the message.

  [The message has been sent, but rejected by the other party]

  Gu Jin snorted lightly, feeling relieved.

  Downstairs, in the dark bedroom, the screen shimmered, faintly reflecting the young man's bright and handsome face.

  His hand holding the phone at this moment has white knuckles, and his eyes are fixed on the screen, with stubbornness deeper than the night.

  The girl's soft and gentle singing voice is like flowing water and moonlight, which makes people relax unconsciously.

  He calmed down a little, and clicked on Gu Yang's WeChat dialog box. This dialog box is clean and there has never been any conversation.

  The wind shakes the bamboo shadows, and the bright moon enters the window.

  Gu Yang raised his eyebrows when he saw Gu Jin's reply, but he didn't expect that she didn't ask anything.

   But with the IQ of the boss, he must have known that she is a psychiatrist, and he might even guess that she is not the original one.

  Gu Jin didn't ask, and Gu Yang tacitly didn't mention her sleep disorder.

  At this time, Feng Jue, the small blood bank, sent her a WeChat message.

  Feng Jue: 【Sister, are you asleep yet? 】

  Gu Yang replied in seconds: [No! Ah Jue, what's the matter? 】

  The little blood bank has not yet been led astray by the big villain and turned into a little villain. She wants to give him enough warmth, make up for him, and lead him on the right path together!

  Feng Jue: [It's nothing, I just can't fall asleep. I watched my sister's live broadcast at night, and now I close my eyes and think of my sister. I didn't hear my sister practicing the piano today, so I'm not used to it. Sister, if I send you a message so late, will it disturb you? I'm going to write a meeting on May 3rd, sister, go to bed early. 】

  Gu Yang saw the message from the small blood bank, and his heart skipped a beat. The small blood bank meant that he couldn't sleep all night thinking about her?

  Oh no, it should be her lullaby.

   Besides, why does she feel that the small blood bank seems to be better than her?

  But if these words are said from that gentle and well-behaved young man, even teasing and teasing will hardly make people feel disgusted.

  Suddenly for a moment, Gu Yang understood why many boys like green tea.

  (end of this chapter)