Gong Yu squatted in front of the painting and said in a low voice. He put his hand on the painting and stopped on a cloud of fire. "Don't you answer? Yes, of course, you don't want me to live a short life, otherwise how can I get engaged now? "
Everything is doomed.
He abandoned everything and turned a big turn, but he still returned home and took on the so-called responsibilities.
He pressed on the oil painting, and the oil painting of burning cloud was opened like a mechanism, and a picture fell from it.
The back of the photo is up, with some blurry handwriting on it.
[Xi Yu, my brother likes you. When you grow up, my brother will marry you, OK? 】
Gong Yu is lying on the bed with the photo. His body is deeply immersed in the quilt. He looks at the lamp hanging above his head and his eyes are full of despair.
The mobile phone suddenly vibrated.
Gong Yu picked up his mobile phone. It was a message from the servant. He sent the photos of the engagement dress he didn't try on to his mobile phone one by one.
Every picture reminded him that he was getting married.
He's going to take the path he doesn't want to take most of his life.
"Bang!"
Gong Yu smashed the mobile phone out.
It seems that all the air in the room has been taken away, and Gong Yu can't even breathe smoothly. Holding the photo in one hand, he curls up in pain and bows his back, like a terminally ill man, tossing around in bed in pain.
After a while, his face was full of sweat, and there was no brilliance in his gray eyes except despair or despair.
For a long time, he could not bear the suffocation. He sat up from the bed, took off his coat and rolled up his sleeves.
There are many new wounds on his solid arms, some new wounds on his skin, some old wounds on his body, and many stars on his body.
Gong Yu sat there, reached out to open the drawer at the head of the bed, picked up a black art knife from inside, popped out the blade directly, and scratched his arm hard.
The blade passed.
Blood gurgled out.
As the pain bloomed in the wound, Gong Yu felt more comfortable. People leaned back and looked at their arms with sweat.
Looking at his scars, Gong Yu felt very happy.
I didn't expect that after more than ten years, Gong ou still knew him very well. He was a cowardly and irresponsible man. As long as he was overwhelmed, he would either hide or die.
But this time, he could not choose to hide or die.
It can only consume a lot of energy.
To the day when he can't use it any more.
Gong Yu sat there with one leg up and his hand on his knee. He looked at the blood trickling down from the wound, dripping on his body and on the bed. The color was bright red.
Comfortable.
Gong Yu leaned back, raised his head and slowly closed his eyes to enjoy the moment.
The sun sways in the window, slightly brushing the furniture, brushing those paintings, like a hand gently caressing whose sadness.
"Kowtow."
There was a knock at the door.
Gong Yu suddenly opened his eyes, and a voice rang out, "young master, is your mobile phone turned off? Miss York called to ask you out for a walk."
Take a walk.
Gong Yu turned his eyes and looked at the photo he had put aside. He said with a low smile, "I knew you wouldn't make me comfortable for long."
He blamed him.
So, he just endlessly immersed in pain.
Gong Yu came down from the bed and pulled down his sleeve without taking care of the wound. He put the photo in the painting, picked up his coat and put it on. He stood in the mirror to tidy up his clothes.
The servants came in from the outside, "young master, do you want to go to the appointment?"
"Go." Gong Yu said, gently spitting out a word, looking at himself in the mirror.
"The young master and miss York have been really close recently. The engagement is approaching. My wife is very happy. They all went to the party today." Said the servant, standing aside.
In my impression, my wife hasn't been out for a long time. It's really rare.
"Then you tell Madame about my date today."
Make mother happy again.
"Yes, young master." The servant said with a smile. His eyes suddenly glanced at Gong Yu's clothes, which were stained with blood. He was stunned, "young master, your clothes..."
Gong Yu looked down at his clothes, and then he found a pool of blood on his shirt. He said indifferently, "just accidentally scratched, you go to get another set of clothes."
He is calm and easy.
"Yes." The servant turned and walked towards the dressing room. He tripped and almost touched the painting. Gong Yu's face changed and yelled, "don't touch my painting!"
The young master, who was always gentle, suddenly got angry. The servant was startled. He wanted to hold the painting and drew back his hand. He got up from the ground and ran to the dressing room.
God, the first young master is not much more fierce than the second young master.……
Shixiaonian began to study the daily life of Gongjue and LUOQI day and night, looking at them page by page, forgetting to eat and sleep.
At night, the light illuminates the whole castle. Gong Ou comes out of the bathroom and sees Shi Xiaonian sitting on the bed with a yellow diary. She is wearing a bathrobe. The white of the bathrobe sets off her skin better than snow. Her head is long on one side of her shoulder, and her black and white eyes look at the book seriously.
"Still looking, your eyes don't hurt?"
Gong Ou went and sat down beside her, his brows tightened tightly.
"Engagement day is coming soon. I want to look again." Shixiaonian said, looking up at him, Gong Ou sneered coldly, "do you really think you can find something here to make mother change her mind?"
"Maybe."
Shi Xiaonian said.
Gongoula pulled the quilt and sat down beside her. She put one hand around her waist and took the diary from her hand with the other hand. She said forcefully, "no more reading, sleep!"
When small read to him, "let me see a little bit."
"Don't look!"
"But the engagement ceremony is coming soon. You don't mean it's the last time. Once the engagement is over, nothing can be retrieved." Shixiaonian went to grab books again.
"Don't watch that either!"
Gong Ou threw the diary aside and held her firmly in her arms, so that she would not have a chance to get the book again.
"Gongou!" When small read see can't help but frown, "you don't so domineering good, not you say I'm wrong, I'm trying to make up."
Time is running out.
If she can't think of another way, she can only watch the mistake continue.
"Yes, I said that, but I also said that your fault is mine!" Gong Ou stares at her and says, "I'm responsible for this mistake!"
"I'm afraid you'll mess with me." Shi Xiaonian admits to the truth.
"I'm going to mess?"
"You've been messing around all the time."
Gong Ou's IQ was challenged, and her black eyes glared at her fiercely, "shixiaonian, whose IQ are you going to compare with me?"
"I want to compare EQ with you." Shixiaonian is very serious.
"Go away!"
"Oh, I'll go to the log." When small read decisively turned to get out of bed, and was palace eunuch back, palace eunuch will her into his arms, arm around her neck, "how? You look down on me now? What is EQ? I'm not good enough for you to see? "
“……”
This is how a self-confidence, if not recently immersed in a repressive atmosphere, when small read want to laugh out.
She pulled down his arm and looked back at him. "So you admit that you have low EQ?"
"Why do I want to strangle you so much?"
Gong Ou stares at her.
"OK, OK, I don't want to read the diary. Basically, I've read it all roughly." When Xiaonian sat upright, he put his hand on his face and looked at him, "after seeing so much, I found that my father really is..."
"What is it?"
Gong Ou stares at her.
"A lonely man." When Xiaonian thought about it, he said frankly, looking at Gong Ou without any accident, "even when he got married, his father didn't have much time to accompany his mother. The only time he was with her was to talk about the cooperation between the two families, not to mention taking good care of her when she was pregnant. He told the servant twice at most."
What a cold man.
"Most marriages are like this. What's so strange? You think they are all like the ones in your cartoon. They all love each other so much?" Gong Ou said with disdain, "there are no such men in reality."
"What are you?"
Shi Xiaonian blurted out that he really lived for her.
Gong Ou glanced at her and said, "I'm beyond mortals!"
“……”
What kind of face did he use to say that.
Shi Xiaonian looked at him helplessly, put his hands around his knees, and said, "such a man is too cold. His mother loves him for so many years, but she gets very little care."
“……”
"It's his responsibility that mother will become like this." Shi Xiaonian said, "my father didn't think about my mother before he died. He let my mother stay in the palace for so many years."
“……”
Gong Ou listens, a pair of black eyes stare at her lips.
"Gong ou, what kind of charm does father have to make his mother love him so much? Let mother listen to his every word like this? " Shi Xiaonian sat beside him and asked.
Smell speech, the Mou son of palace Europe is deep, voice is deep, "I don't know."
“……”
"If it wasn't for his son, I would be willing to cooperate with people like my father." Gong Ou said slowly after a pause, "my father has only ambition in his heart. He wants to be looked up to by all people. He wants to keep his name behind. Therefore, he will see the palace family all his life, and he can't see anything else."What's the ambition of Luo Qi in love with Gong Jue?
“……”
"It's a pleasure to work with him because he strives to be the best in everything. As his son, he has to be forced into a corner. " Gong Ou said, his voice became cold. "In his eyes, what we are sons is just tools, tools to inherit his aftereffects."
When small read looking at him, eyes fretting, "palace Europe, you still blame him, right?"
Even if Gong Jue had passed away.
Gong Ou's face sank, his thin lips pursed and he didn't say a word.
"Tell me, what can I control in front of me? Some emotions still need to be properly vented, don't they?" When small read pushed, he said.
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