Chapter 1187 - 1187 An Expensive Pen

1187 An Expensive Pen

Gu Zheng fell into deep thought. He remembered that Qiao Xi was afraid of water, so she hated everything related to water. However, the Qiao Xi in his dreams was not afraid of water.

He turned his head and looked at Qiao Xi’s side profile. She was staring seriously at the wind chime. There were a lot of shells on it. She flicked the wind chime, and the shells collided with each other, making rustling sounds. It was indeed very ordinary and nothing special, but Qiao Xi held the wind chime in her hand and inexplicably felt close to it as if she had once liked this wind chime very much.

A thought flashed through her mind. In an instant, Qiao Xi could not remember if it was a dream or if it really happened. She seemed to have liked this wind chime when she was young, but why did she suddenly have a dream about it? In the dream, Gu Zheng was holding the exact same wind chime in his hand.

After a long silence, Gu Zheng asked softly, “Did you buy it?”

Qiao Xi was slightly hesitant. “I didn’t buy it, and it’s impossible for me to have made it. This should be a gift from someone else.”

In that case, everything seemed to be connected to the dream. Qiao Xi was silent for a moment before abruptly raising her eyes to look at Gu Zheng. “Didn’t you give this wind chime to me?”

Gu Zheng did not have any toys when he was young. After he grew up, he focused on improving his hacking skills and managing company matters. He had never tried to make such handicrafts that girls liked. It was hard to imagine himself seriously making seashell wind chimes.

After a long time, Qiao Xi did not hear his response and did not ask further. After all, that was just her dream. It was just coincidental that she had a seashell wind chime, and it had nothing to do with Gu Zheng.

Qiao Xi stood up to pack her mother’s belongings. She dragged out a storage box from the corner. Gu Zheng picked up a golden fountain pen from the dusty storage box and raised his eyebrows. “Who gave this to you?”

Qiao Xi thought for a moment. “I participated in a small event when I was out shopping. The boss gave it to me, but it wasn’t very useful, so I threw it in the storage box.”

Gu Zheng looked at the pen that was worth 500,000 yuan and was a little surprised. “It’s not useful?”

“Yeah.” Qiao Xi nodded. “This fountain pen is quite nice, but it’s not useful at all. Later on, I bought a 50-yuan fountain pen and it was especially useful.”

Gu Zheng’s fingers stroked the patterns on the pen as he said softly, “It’s fine if you don’t like it. Just treat it as an ornament.”

“You’re right! This fountain pen looks quite good on the table. I wanted to throw it away previously, but after all, I got it from playing a game in the event. I couldn’t bear to throw it away.”

Gu Zheng asked curiously, “What game?”

Qiao Xi thought for a moment. “When I was 13 years old, I was pulled over by a boy to participate in a game on my phone after school one day. There was a reward for winning, and I was given a fountain pen. This prize is probably the most beautiful one among the other prizes. Unfortunately, it’s not useful.”

Gu Zheng was stunned. “You didn’t tell Qin An about this?”

Qiao Xi had a puzzled expression. “Why would I tell Third Brother about such a small matter? He had something going on that day and didn’t come to pick me up from school. It had already been a few days when I saw him again. I put the fountain pen in the storage box a long time ago, so he doesn’t know about it.”

So that was how it was! No wonder this fountain pen that was worth 500,000 yuan was thrown into a storage box by Qiao Xi. However, who gave Qiao Xi such an expensive fountain pen through a game on the streets? Moreover, the other party was a man!

Gu Zheng’s eyes darkened as he continued to ask, “Xi Xi, do you still remember what that person looked like? Or how old he was and what characteristics he had?”

Qiao Xi recalled carefully. “It’s been so long, so I can’t remember clearly. I only remember that he was wearing a black casual suit and a mask. His eyes were deep and lively. He should be a handsome man. Moreover, he personally handed the fountain pen to me. He even said that he specially chose this gift for me. I think it was definitely the best among all the prizes.”

A light flashed in Gu Zheng’s eyes as he thought of investigating who bought this fountain pen seven years ago. Perhaps he would find something. Since that person was wearing a mask, it seemed that it was not convenient for him to show his face. Before the results of the investigation were out, he did not intend to tell Qiao Xi lest she thought too much.

Qiao Xi sat on the chair and packed her things, while Gu Zheng found an empty room to handle his work. Perhaps it was because he did not sleep well last night, he actually fell asleep while leaning against the desk.

In real life, he did not like those handicrafts, but in his dream, he was holding a seashell wind chime in his hand because he had heard that Black Tide liked the sound of wind chimes.