Chapter 1090： Those gentle beauty

Gu Chengji drove the car silently all the way to the door of the residential quarter where Cheng Shitong lived, and then stopped.

He was sitting in the driver's seat like this, with a pair of long, slender fingers holding the steering wheel tightly, keeping this posture for a long time.

Cheng Shitong looked at him carefully, always feeling that he seemed to be in a bad mood now.

After a while, all the sighs surrounding him seemed to disappear, he turned his head, his lips twitched a gentle smile toward her, and said slowly, "Here it is, come back and rest early . "

"Um ..." Cheng Shitong's heart, which had been hanging, finally let go, and she waved to Gu Chengji: "You should also rest early, and go slowly when you go back."

Having said this, she reached for the copilot's door and walked on.

Standing next to Gu Chengji's car, she looked at him and saw that he had no intention of leaving, so she couldn't help but say, "What else is happening?"

"No." Gu Chengji sat in the car, looking at Cheng Shitong's white cheek, and smiled: "Go upstairs, I watch you leave before leaving."

"Oh ... okay." Cheng Shitong nodded and waved at him again before turning around and walking towards the corridor.

Gu Chengji looked at her so silently until her figure disappeared into the corridor, and then she sighed deeply.

Gu Chengji, Gu Chengji, your revolutionary road is still long.

He looked at the night in front of him, and suddenly felt a little irritable, he reached out and pushed the door, and got out of the car.

Standing next to the car, he looked up at the apartment building in front of him, and two minutes later, a room upstairs suddenly lit up.

That room ... probably Cheng Shitong's house? ?

Gu Chengji stared at the window that glowed warm yellow for a long time, then recovered his gaze. He reached out and took out a cigarette from his arms, then leaned against the door and lit it with a lighter.

He put the cigarette next to his mouth, took a hard breath, and the nicotine-laden tobacco breath instantly spread from his nasal cavity to his lungs.

He looked at the red light in front of him, silent, bowed his head, his hands in his pockets, and the whole body exuded a breathless breath.

Cheng Shitong stood by the bed in his room, leaned his hands on the glass, and looked at the man downstairs.

Too far apart, she couldn't see him clearly, but judging from his posture, he seemed to be ... smoking? ?

The person who once stood in the woods and let the bright sun sprinkle the whole body, with a slight smile on the cheeks of white fair handsome ... Smoking? ?

Cheng Shitong looked at him with an unspeakable sadness in his heart.

She didn't know his mind, but he and Gu Ningshu were inextricably linked. Whenever she saw his face that was somewhat similar to Gu Ningshu, she couldn't help but emerge in front of her. The pale boy with a gentle expression always stood in the heavy snow, and bent down to look for the bracelet in the grass seriously.

In her past youth, the best moments were all his shadow. His name was imprinted in her blood. He lay on the hospital bed and said to her "goodbye" with all his strength and smile. She couldn't forget how she looked.