Chapter 217

Falling in love with someone secretly is not in return. He regrets that he can't meet Huo Zhi and fall in love with her at the best time. He will not find a good time to start over with her.

Gu Junqing kept shaking his head. His eyes were blurred by tears. He gradually shed tears. His clear handsome face and the memory he tried to recall suddenly overlapped.

"You are so stupid, Huo Zhi. Why didn't you tell me earlier? Oh - you have no chance to tell me. I have no chance to let you tell me the secret of my heart. I'm sorry, Huo Zhi, "Gu Junqing murmured.

Without her diary, Gu Junqing would never find these details that he ignored.

He didn't know why he didn't remember Huo Zhi. He didn't even remember her when he was a guest at her home. In the two months when he was a visiting professor at Qingcheng University, he didn't pay attention to her. What a pity? Regret? Sad? Blame yourself? All of them.

Maybe, it's really the wrong time. He has never been enlightened in love. He can't remember the characteristics of women. There are so many bees and butterflies around her all the time. He never paid attention to women. Maybe Huo Zhi was a minor at that time. He didn't have a special hobby for underage women.

"Young master, it's time to eat. I made the shrimp casserole that young master likes to eat. My wife once spent a lot of effort to make the taste that young master likes to eat. I remember that when my wife made it, she let me taste it. I don't know how many times she practiced it. My wife --"

Xiaolan couldn't speak any more. She choked and trembled.

"Well, I'll eat it. It's her heart. I can't live up to it."

Gu Junqing goes to the dining room with Xiaolan. The dining room is very warm. The Chlorophytum hanging on one side of the wall is still full of vitality. He suddenly remembers that she is very fond of raising flowers. She cultivates all the flowers in the garden.

Once, he secretly laughed at her, like a country girl who had never seen the world, but liked some rustic flowers. Now, touching the leaves of the flowers, he shed tears for her for the first time.

"Young master, this flower is the hanging orchid of wedding dress, which means marriage and beauty. The wife said that one day, the young master will change his mind and come to Xishan villa. The wife's wish has finally come true. Ma'am - do you know? The young master is living in Xishan villa

Xiaolan looks intoxicated and talks to herself, just like her wife is still around her.

"Wedding dress hanging orchid - a very nice name" shaking hands, stroking the serrated leaves of wedding dress hanging orchid, every piece contains her deep feeling.

The shrimp soup was put in a bowl. Gu Junqing refused. As if this was his first time eating shrimp soup, he chewed it very slowly. Every movement of lips and teeth left her a piece of heart.

"Xiaolan, madam --" suddenly stopped. When she was there, he never admitted that she was his wife. At that time, she was called "bitch". How sad she should be with such a name, but she didn't mention it. Instead, he welcomed every rare meeting with him with a smile.

"Young master, you --" Xiaolan saw the young master's face and cried. She had never seen the young master drop a drop of tears. But this meal, the young master was tearful. She couldn't bear to look at it any more and turned to cry secretly.

"Xiaolan, she must often wait for me to eat like this!"

"Well, every time I eat, my wife always prepares a bowl and chopsticks for the young master, and listens to the young master's movements. She doesn't move the chopsticks until the food is hot again and again, my wife. Young master, you really betray your wife. You don't know what a good woman she is!"

"Yes, I know everything, I know --"

after dinner, Gu Junqing was lying on the big bed, looking at everything inside, familiar and strange.

A delicate desk lamp on the bedside table gives off a goose yellow light, reflecting on the four walls, warm and comfortable.

There is a Book of Nalan Ci at the head of the bed. The bookmark of exquisite orchid pattern flows quietly in the page.

Every drop of banana's heart wants to be broken, and the sound reminds me of the beginning. If you want to sleep, you can still show old books. Mandarin duck small characters, still remember hand raw sparse. Tired eyes suddenly low thin lost chaos, re look half fuzzy. The window is cold and the light is lonely. What is the best way to do it? ——Nalan Rongruo's Linjiang fairy

the book is full of elegant fragrance. I think it's her breath. Take it and smell it lightly, and smell it.

Looking at the drawers of the bedside table, there are baby's shoes, socks, clothes, milk bottles, and one of the pink blue bibs, which attracted Gu Junqing's attention.

On the pink blue bib, there is a design of duckling, which is hand-made. It's naughty and playful. For some reason, Gu Junqing has a special feeling for this bib. He takes it out and sniffs it gently and embraces it deeply.

Flowers bloom and fall, winter goes and spring comes.

Two years later.

Qingcheng.

Huo Qingyan just came back from abroad. When she came in, she called out to her mother Zhong Jinyu, saying that she would take out anything she could eat first.

"You are a girl with a hungry heart. If you are hungry, it's not as good as our two-year-old che'er!""Aunt - shame -" the lovely little boy stretched out his index finger and wanted to shave Gu Yuexin's nose. However, his small arms and legs were too short and too short to reach, so he was a little discouraged and stamped his feet in a hurry.

"Little thing, dare to speak ill of your aunt, then - the SpongeBob - to whom?" Gu Yuexin squats down and looks at the lovely Mengbao, Dudu mouth.

"Aunt - the most beautiful, aunt hungry look, is also the most beautiful!" Mengbao holds her face in both hands, looks up and kisses her aunt.

The moist saliva is all smeared on Gu Yuexin's face, Baji, Baji with two fragrant kisses.

"I don't know who I'm going to follow." Gu Yuexin pinches Mengbao's face.

"Auntie, grandma said, I'll follow my auntie. Should Auntie praise me, or praise me, or praise me?"

"My God" Gu Yuexin raised her hand to surrender, "little che'er, I give up, OK, SpongeBob - here you are!"

"thank you, aunt. If aunt takes out the small words, call me che'er more happy!"

Then the little guy made a face and dodged away.

"Mom, you see, che'er, you don't pay attention to your aunt. Mom, you should be used to him, be used to him!" Gu Yuexin often feels powerless, and often feels that he is defeated in front of two-year-old Xiao che'er.

"Ha ha, are you shy or not? You even care about a child. Don't forget that che'er is the youngest in our family now. You are not the little girl favored by the whole family any more. Hurry up and find a boy to marry!"

"It's really annoying. It's so annoying. Mom, if you don't open any pot, it's not scenery. It's scenery!" Gu Yuexin followed up the kitchen, took bread slices from the refrigerator, and coarsely smeared some salad dressing. Ignoring the others, she opened her mouth and swallowed.

"There is no girl's appearance, lady. Who said she would be a lady? It's true --" Zhong Jinyu shook her head at her daughter's embarrassed face.

"Mom, pass me the green orange sugar tea, choked, choked --"

after taking the herbal tea handed by Zhong Jinyu, Gudong Gudong suddenly drank it. His dry throat was moistened with water, which made him more comfortable. Gu Yuexin wiped his mouth with the back of his hand, leaned against the cooking table, and asked: "Mom, why is it so quiet, brother is at home "No?"

Chen Ma is cutting the onion flowers. When she hears Gu Yuexin asking her brother Gu Junqing, her hand stops and she sighs.

"The young master has been in his study today."

"Study? It's amazing. When my brother enters the study, it's like he's settled. This is - "

" what's settled is nonsense! " Zhong Jinyu stretched out her hand to hit her daughter's hand. She looked very hard.

"Mom, it hurts - it hurts - Mom, I'm wrong!" Repeatedly overlapping and stroking his mother's hand, Gu Yuexin murmured: "in the study again! Isn't that - it's over, it's over! "

"Yes." Chen Ma's tone was rather heavy.

Over the past two years, Gu Junqing's private life has become more monotonous. Apart from going to work, he goes to the company and then stays at home, which is basically two points and one line. Occasionally, he will come back early when he has social intercourse. At home, he spent most of his time in his study.

As for the reason, the whole family knows it, but they don't want to talk about it.

"Alas, is the young master going to live like this all his life?" Chen Ma put the noodles into the boiling water. The heat made her eyes a little hot and humid.

Zhong Jinyu and Gu Yuexin are all silent, trapped in distress and unable to extricate themselves.

Yeah, do you want to live like this for a lifetime?

Keeping Huo Zhi's diary, paintings, clothes, shoes, rooms, tea tables, etc., all full of Huo Zhi's personal attributes, will you die alone?