Chapter 46: There are many who secretly love me
Gu Qili was so engrossed that she didn’t realize when she picked up a piece of paper.
Could someone as unconventional as him actually be interested in these boring lovey-dovey notes?
Glancing at the note, Gu Qili was a bit startled; it read: Qili, I want to confess my feelings to you.
A very neat and elegant handwriting, exuding a masculine aura, one could vaguely sense the excited yet nervous emotions of the note’s writer.
Such familiar handwriting, very familiar indeed.
Indeed, at Australian University, she was the only one called Qili.
When Gu Qili was very young, she asked her dad why he chose such an odd name for her, one that sounded like a boy’s.
Her dad smiled, held her on his lap, and patiently explained that her mom had insisted on walking every day to ensure a smooth delivery, and on that day, she suddenly felt the labor pain while walking on the mountain. With no village ahead, no store behind, and no cell phone signal, her father had to carry her mother and walked and walked, covering seven miles before they could flag down a car, and she was born as soon as they reached the hospital. Her mother suggested, why not name her Qili.