Doesn't she want to know why he left without saying goodbye seven years ago?
Doesn't she care at all about everything he has done over the years?
"Yining, you don't like this, right? It doesn't matter, I want another blueberry flavor, please wait." Gu Nai stood up and was about to call the waiter.
He Yining pulled his sleeve and tried to make her voice sound cold and ruthless, "Gu Nai, how many times do you want me to say it, we are over."
His body stiffened suddenly.
From the moment he met her by chance on the dark street, she was sitting on the steps like a helpless child, as if she was waiting for the magic prince in the fairy tale to appear. He was overjoyed. He thought this was an opportunity arranged by God, but she said that she was here.
et al.
It turned out that after many twists and turns, the person she was waiting for was no longer him.
"Yining." He suddenly pulled her into his arms, hugged her tightly, put his face against her hair, and kissed her tenderly, "Yining, I really miss you."
He Yining's heart felt sore. Did he know how many times she had repeated this sentence in her heart?
How many times has she sat alone in this cafe?
How much time and courage it took her to get through the days when he left.
And he just wants to solve everything by saying "I really miss you"?
What does he think she is?
She wanted to push him away, but he hugged her tighter, as if she was holding the treasure of this life and was reluctant to let go.
Gu Nianxi drove the car around the block, but did not find He Yining. The disappointment expanded in his heart, making him feel as gray as this rainy day.
She never came, it was just his wishful thinking.
She was probably with Gu Nai at the moment.
Maybe both of them still remember the coffee shop they used to go to.
More than once, he secretly followed her, watched her walk in, and asked for a cappuccino to sit by the window.
She likes to read foreign novels most, all in English. When she sees the wonderful places, she will recite them silently. The midday sun falls on her through the glass window, with colorful beauty and warmth, her person is enveloped in a light
In the sunlight, even the ends of the hair seemed to be alive.
Gu Nianxi turned the car and drove towards the coffee shop.
In the evening, the sky finally cleared up, and the city had not seen a rainbow for a long time.
At this time, a dazzling rainbow hung in the mid-air, the dim yellow sky seemed to be very low, and the trees on the street were washed clean by the rain, giving a sense of tranquility like fresh rain on an empty mountain.
Gu Nianxi was sitting in the car. The dim light slid from the roof to the car window and fell on him, staining his eyebrows, his eyes, and his slightly pointed jaw. He was as still as a Greek statue.
Sculpture, perfect and sad.
He looked quietly into the distance, and the glass that had been wet by the rain was a little foggy. He and she hugged each other, intimately and seamlessly. There were two cups of cappuccino on the table, close to each other.
He raised the corners of his mouth sarcastically and twisted the key stiffly with his right hand.
As the car suddenly disappeared in the light of the rainbow, He Yining finally pushed Gu Nai away, breathing heavily and his chest heaving.
She looked out the window. She felt as if someone was spying on her. She grabbed her bag and rushed out quickly. On the blackened asphalt road, vehicles were passing by in twos and threes.
She stood there, suddenly at a loss.
He Yining returned home and took a hot bath.
Without Gu Nianxi, the house seemed quite deserted.
She went to clean up his house as usual. In addition to making the quilt straight, he also had the habit of throwing away other daily necessities, such as game console handles thrown on the carpet and ashtrays full of cigarette butts.
, there are also some books and magazines, in short, the word is "chaos".
He Yining didn't know if he did it on purpose. When she married him, his life was very neat and regular. Maybe there was someone who would clean up after him every day, so he was raised to be more and more arrogant.
He Yining put the handle back on the TV cabinet, dumped the cigarette butts and cleaned the stains in the ashtray. She also sorted the magazines and books and put them back on the bookshelf one by one.
Although Gu Nianxi is a soldier, he has two master's degrees and can speak three foreign languages. In the words of the book, he is both civil and military. Take a look at these books. He Yining has never heard of them, such as this "Strategy".
He Yining casually pulled out a few pages and flipped through them. They were all written in relatively professional language. She really couldn't understand a word of it. She was about to close the page, but a piece of paper slipped from it.
She bent down and picked it up. The paper was very thin, brittle and yellowed. It looked like it had been there for a long time.
Why did Gu Nianxi put such old paper in the book? Driven by curiosity, He Yining gently unfolded it.
This is an old manuscript paper that was commonly used in the past. It was often used to write letters. In those years when information was not yet developed, communication between people often relied on pen-to-pen transmission.
There are only three words on the paper plus a colon, "He Yining:"
Then there was nothing.
He Yining held the piece of paper numbly, it was so thin that it almost broke when rubbed.
Did Gu Nianxi want to write a letter to her in the first place?
Did he write it? Why did she never receive it?
But if I wasn't writing a letter to her, why does this letter have her name on it?
"What are you doing?" A cold voice shouted from behind. Before He Yining could react, the letter in her hand had been taken away by him. He pushed her aside forcefully, "Who allows you to look through my things?"
He Yining was pushed by him so much that she stumbled and almost fell down. Her leg hit the solid wood coffee table hard, causing her to frown in pain.
Gu Nianxi crumbled the letter paper, balled it up and threw it into the trash can.
She wasn't rummaging through his things, she was just organizing his bookshelf.
"Gu..."
"He Yining, you are not allowed to step into my room without my permission from now on." He glanced around the clean room, picked up the books on the shelf and threw them into the trash can.
When it was full, he simply opened the window and threw it out. The books, handles, ashtrays, and all the things she had packed that she had touched, he threw out through the window.
He Yining watched in shock as he performed this series of actions with an expressionless face, as if she was a plague, and he felt dirty after she touched her.
She really didn't mean to break the appointment today. Afterwards, she went to see him, but he was already gone. He was angry with her. She could understand it, but it was also his fault. Didn't he say that he would keep waiting? More
Besides, even if she didn't go, would he need to be so angry? If he wanted to go, she would go with him at any time in the future.
"Gu Nianxi, actually today..." He Yining was about to explain when Gu Nianxi suddenly threw the book in his hand over.
He Yining hurriedly jumped back two steps to avoid it. The book bounced twice at her feet, and the pages fell apart, covering the floor with white flowers.
If she hadn't reacted quickly, the book would have fallen on her.
"Get out, He Yining, get out of here." He roared angrily.