Chapter 65

It seems that's why.

I'm sorry I didn't take a good look at that gossip.

At that time, it seemed that I was preparing for the wedding. When I was reading the wedding dress shop near the shopping mall, I saw it in the newspaper by accident. It was just a news in the corner. After reading it, I laughed and didn't take it seriously. But I still remember it. I don't know how to remember Gu's name.

It seems that he is the only one surnamed Gu in my life.

Ah, I remember. At that time, he was still sending me a wechat to ask me if I was going to get married. However, he wanted to go abroad to do business, so he would not come back in a short time, so he prepared a wedding gift for me, but he could not be present in person.

I said some polite things at that time and ignored him.

But a little thing, I can still remember the details in it.

I laughed and continued, "it seems that this kind of thing is very irritating. You should do it. But after so long, you still have a grudge. Did that woman marry your classmate?"

He didn't say a word, but still frowned. He didn't seem to hear me. He helped me put on my slippers and put on his clothes again.

"Where are we going? I'm going to the party. I've got all my clothes. Where are we going now?" I asked curiously, and continued to stare at his face and see what he looked like.

Emotional problems are really hurtful, otherwise I would not have brought the hatred of my last life to this life.

In this way, what he did may not be wrong.

I said, "so you and I have some similarities." But it seems different. He was pried away by others, because he has no ability. Besides, emotional affairs are emotional problems between two people. If other people can easily intervene, they can only say that their relationship is not good. But between Jiang Lin and me, it's the Revenge of life and death. Apart from emotional damage, we still have two lives.

I sighed for a while, thinking that I had no choice but to get up. I really regret that I didn't see Jiang Lin run away helplessly. It's a pity. I hope he can contact me as soon as possible, and I can have a look at his ghost and make myself happy.

Gu zisong took me to go outside without saying a word. He didn't know what to do.

I followed quietly.

When I got outside, he pulled me into the car and then said to Xiao Zhang, who was driving in front of me and wrapped up with zongzi, "go home."

Why is this going home again?

I frowned at him. His face seemed to be not very good since just now. Did I poke someone else's pain and feel unhappy? I don't want to say that. It's nothing to do with me anyway.

Simply, I was silent.

In the car, the atmosphere is getting warmer and the air conditioner is running very low, but I still feel very stuffy.

After driving for a while, I stopped at a traffic light. The car didn't turn off. It seemed cold inside. I shrank.

Gu zisong moved and held me in his arms.

I don't reject it, but I feel a little uncomfortable thinking about him and that ex girlfriend.

I pushed him gently and he took his hand away.

So we slowly separated the hands, inadvertently separated between the two people for a distance, each look at their own side of the window, each heart.

At this time, the little girl opened the music, and the songs played in the radio slowly floated out, filled in such a strange air, more and more boring.

"It's not what you think." Gu zisong said suddenly.

I was stunned for a moment and didn't answer. In fact, he knew in his heart that if it wasn't, why was his face so ugly just now? What's so awkward now? He could only say that I said too much, and he still couldn't let go of this matter and that she.

Thinking of this, I clenched my fist. The ring on my ring finger was like a piece of foreign body between skin and bone. It was painful and uncomfortable. I couldn't get rid of it or take it away.

He added, "I'll tell you when I have a chance.

Is that right? But it seems that I don't want to hear it, because I want to hear it now, and he doesn't want to say it. When he wants to say it, I may not want to know.

I didn't answer. It took me a long time to say, "whatever!"

The car started slowly and galloped slowly in the dark.

When we arrived at home, we were walking one after another. I felt my pocket and forgot that my clothes were in the car and the keys seemed to be in his company.

He stepped forward, took the key out, opened the door, I went in, he stood at the door to help me turn on the light, and then said, "don't take a bath, it's not good for you to take a bath before the fever subsides. Come back to wash after dinner in the evening."

I didn't listen. I went to the bathroom and turned on the shower.

With a little pique, I was wearing clothes and sitting under the shower, thinking about it. I didn't have any clue or any reason, but I was upset and thought strike. He's the one to hit.

He knocked on the door outside. "The water is hot. The clothes have been taken over and put in the door. You can see them when you come out."

I looked at the shadow on the window and frowned at him. Suddenly, I didn't know where the anger came from. I went straight over, opened the door, stared at the half of him who was about to turn and leave, and rushed directly.I have never known that my possessive desire is so strong that once I have it, I can't leave half of the space, leaving traces of others, not at all.

Others are mine, even if my heart is not here, I should not know.

I was like a monkey with extremely sensitive limbs. I ran up and gnawed at his face.

I want to possess him like crazy. I want to be mine and make my mark.

At first, he was still in a daze. He turned around and hugged me. With one hand, he turned me around and rolled me on the bed.

We tore at each other's clothes, as if to tear up and smash the dissatisfaction hidden in each other's hearts.

Kissing is like a brand engraved on the body, burning

For a long time, exhausted, hugging each other, the heat wave faded, but the traces on the body will be preserved for many days.

Looking at my masterpiece, I felt quite comfortable.

They didn't mention it any more. They only talked about the social intercourse for a while.

He said, "Linzi likes to sing and eat in the club. There are about ten old students who have gone to the club. I don't want to go, but they are all better students in the past. We have to go today, but it's a little late. I'm afraid that we will be dragged to drink very late. Let's live there."

I know a few clubs. It's better in the city. They're all near the suburbs, but they're just opposite to me. It's an hour since I drove there. I'm still walking on the viaduct without traffic jam.

I said, "OK, after dinner, I'll arrange for you to play."

He didn't speak, just smile, and then got up to help me to pick up the clothes, he went to the wardrobe inside turned a shirt suit up.

Before going out, I specially looked at my neck, which can be described as miserable.

I really don't think it's good-looking. I put a heavy isolation and a thin white silk scarf around my neck.

And he

I've been laughing, as if those kisses had reached his chin, stretching all the way.

It's fun to think about it.

This reminds me of the time when I started to work, when I couldn't get business in the company, the supervisor asked me to do some basic internal work. At that time, I was sorting out documents in the office, and many extruded documents needed to be entered into the computer for recording. After the entry, I had to stamp them one by one with a red stamp. In order to facilitate the entry, I checked them, and finally I used a red stamp Print.

At that time, I took the red stamp to stamp on the document. I don't know how much. It took two working days to finish.

At this time, looking at the kiss marks on his neck, I think of the red stamp on the document in those years.

He came over, hugged me and said, "what are you laughing at?"

I said, "I think it's very good that the document must be stamped and confirmed."

He looked down at me and frowned. Then he laughed and pinched my shoulder. "Yes."

They laughed a little strangely, but the atmosphere in the car was much better than before, and the music in the car seemed to be lightening up, stealing joy, full of Red stamp.

It took a long time for the car to stop. It was at the door of the most luxurious club in the city. Gu zisong asked Xiao Zhang to stop the car and come in. He went to drink with him. Xiao Zhang said hello and went to find a parking space.

Gu zisong looked down at me, helped me pull up the silk scarf, and then said, "it doesn't matter if I'm hard to see. My wife can't be ugly, just You look so good, too. "

I have no choice but to laugh, "so like to say love words to make me happy?"

"Well, that's what I told you. Let's go. We can't drink less today. Ah

Drinking, Chinese wine culture is really a bad custom, but many people insist stubbornly. In business, in all kinds of happy events, they fight to death to drink, drink to vomit, drink to video, drink to get a marriage certificate like me.

Suddenly, it seems that I was drunk at that time, and the people in the office did it for me? I didn't look at the group photo on the marriage certificate carefully at that time. When I was drunk, could I still take a picture with him on my pillow?

I asked him, "where's the marriage certificate?"

At that time, he showed it to me and took it away. He didn't know where to hide it. He also hid it as a treasure. I couldn't go through the divorce procedure alone.

He said, "it's locked up."

I laugh, "what do you do when you lock it up?"

"Well, baby, don't you have to lock them up?"

I continue to laugh, this person, less love words, I will not hate him, "your mouth wipe honey?"

"Well, yes, it's just that if you eat too much, you'll be a little numb, and then you'll nibble at me gently."

I smile and don't talk, but I remember the marriage certificate. I want to find a chance to see it again. How can I feel that the wedding photo is not true?

"Oh, madman, madman, what about this man?"

Gu zisong turned and walked inside with a smile.

I've forgotten that when he was in high school, he was called madman. It seems that he's a terrible fighter, but I don't know what fight he had.Inside, there was a smell of perfume coming from the room. A man in a room, a uniform man, wore mostly a suit. The aroma was the perfume of men and the aroma of wine.

The room was filled with laughter, but it was quiet for a moment after I entered.

Among them, the man sitting in the middle of the room was full of ruffian. The smile on his face was still on his face. He stood up and stared at me. He didn't believe me, and then he yelled, "Susu?"

My name is not Su Su, and there is no su character in my name. My name is Lou Tong, but he calls out a name I haven't heard of so quickly. There are only two possibilities.

1、 He mistook me for Susu.

2、 The woman standing next to Gu zisong should be Su Su, not my Lou Tong. Besides, I haven't seen him for a long time.

However, this man is Gu zisong's college classmate, and should have a different relationship with him. So he knows Gu zisong very well, so he doesn't know the woman beside him. But looking at the surprised expression on that man's face, I dare say that he should be wrong, and the wrong Su Su Su should be a very important person to Gu zisong.

So, I'm sure this Susu is the ex girlfriend who was robbed?

I laughed, I said, "I'm not Susu, I'm loutong. Hello, Lin