Chapter 622
The Boss Lost His Memory and Only Remembers Me
Brother Dong held an unlit cigarette in his hand and said with an indifferent expression, â well, Xia Bo still needs to be trained. His spear is not as good as Shen Tian and Wen Chi, and his spear is not as good as Gu Xiao and Wen Chi. His potential is good, but it will take at least one year, or even two years, to train him. If Gu Xiao does not go this time, he will probably stop at the top eight. If Gu Xiao goes, he might be able to get third place.
Wen Qiaoâs expression was solemn. but he chose to withdraw. Since thatâs the case, then let Xia Bo and ding hai train well.
Brother Dong nodded. sure. Itâs been less than a year since we formed the Army. Itâs already a great achievement to be in the top eight. Manager an, youâve already contacted many sponsors.
At this moment, Gu Xiao had taken a bus back to his grandmotherâs house after class.
Grandma Gu was making dinner in the kitchen. When she saw him coming back, she looked worried. Xiao, didnât you always go to that club for training? Why havenât you been there for the past few days?â
Gu Xiao sat in front of his computer, looking embarrassed. âIâm probably not needed there.â
âHow can you say that I donât need you?â grandma Guâs face darkened. Didnât you always tell grandma that you were very good at that game?â
Gu Xiao forced a smile. grandma, you wonât understand even if I talk to you about this. Iâm also very busy with my studies. I might not have the time to play games for a while.
did you have some conflict with those children? Xiao, you have to be more magnanimous. Donât be calculative, understand? â
Gu Xiao smiled. Iâm indeed busy with school matters. Iâm in my third year now, and the professor has to do research, so he chose me as his assistant. Thatâs why ...
âItâs good that they didnât have any conflicts. I think the kids in that club are all good. You have to get along with them, okay?â
âGot it,â Gu Xiao replied.
The bedroom was quiet, and the aroma of food from the kitchen wafted into the room through the lattice window.
Gu Xiao leaned back in his chair and looked at the calendar beside him. He had been away from asi for five days. No one had come to look for him, and no one had called him.
He thought that after he left the club, Wen Qiao would come and reprimand him for being irresponsible;
He had thought that if he told Fu Nanli about his fatherâs affair back then, Fu Nanli would come and settle the score with this illegitimate son of his.
However, none of them came to look for him. They treated him like he was invisible. He was like a clown, trying his best to attract the attention of others, but he was just a joke in the eyes of others. Those people didnât even spare him an extra glance.
It was raining outside. While he and his grandmother were having dinner in the small living room, the sky outside was getting darker and darker.
Through the courtyard, he could see the streets outside, the cars that were speeding by, and the pedestrians that were passing by the courtyard.
When Wen Qiao passed by their house, grandma Gu saw her at first glance. She immediately put down her chopsticks and jogged to the door, calling out to Wen Qiao.n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om
âLittle girl, Yingluo.â
Wen Qiao didnât intend to stop, but the old man didnât even have time to open his umbrella and ran out to call her. She couldnât help but walk over and take an umbrella to help her block the rain.âHello,â he said.
âOur Xiao hasnât been to your club for a few days. Did something happen to Yingluo? If our Xiao has done anything insensible or made any mistakes, I, an old woman, will apologize to you on his behalf. Yingluo, donât take it to heart and give him another chance, okay?â
The old man spoke so carefully that Wen Qiao felt bad for him. he didnât do anything wrong. Heâs probably too busy with his own matters, so he has no time to go to the club.
âIs that true?â the old lady looked suspicious.
Gu Xiao had already walked into the courtyard. Grandma Gu clasped her hands together and said,âIâll let you guys talk.â She then grabbed Gu Xiaoâs hand and said in a low voice, â talk to her nicely, okay? â
Gu Xiao didnât hold an umbrella either. The drizzle was like silk, floating on his body. Wen Qiaoâs umbrella was leaning against her head, not moving in his direction at all.
you havenât been to the club for five days, â Wen Qiao said calmly. so youâre quitting? â
A cold glint flashed in Gu Xiaoâs eyes. none of you called me. None of you came to look for me. Didnât you give up on me? â
Wen Qiao was stunned by his words for a few seconds, then helplessly laughed in disbelief. Gu Xiao, have you always been like this? â