Now it's starting to rain outside the window again
My eyes are dry and I feel like crying
I don't know where you are now
hey I really miss you
too much emotion but no suitable facial expression
Where should I start with what I want to say most?
Are you thinking about you like me?
if there was not you
Without the past, I would not be sad
But if I still love you
if there was not you
Where am I? What’s the pity?
It's too late anyway
Anyway, I no longer have myself
hey I really miss you
I don't know where you are now
hey I really miss you
Now it's starting to rain outside the window again
My eyes are dry and I feel like crying
I don't know where you are now
hey I really miss you
too much emotion but no suitable facial expression
Where should I start with what I want to say most?
Are you thinking about you like me?
if there was not you
Without the past, I would not be sad
But if I still love you
if there was not you
Where am I? What’s the pity?
It's too late anyway
Anyway, I no longer have myself
hey I really miss you
I don't know where you are now
Are you thinking about you like me...
It turned out to be Karen Mok's song again, and the low female voice seemed to come back a thousand times, resounding in the silent carriage.
Cen Zhiqiao's thoughts were slightly agitated. He glanced sideways at the man beside him who was focused on driving during the familiar singing. His side face had clear lines and sharp edges. It was different from Jiang Simon's good looks - mature and resolute, never unyielding.
He can speak softly and softly, but he is always strategizing.
"What's wrong?" Feeling the gaze from his side, Gu Nianchen raised his eyebrows slightly and glanced at her in the rearview mirror of the car. His eyes were inquisitive. Cen Zhiqiao looked at each other and immediately
He withdrew his gaze.
It’s nothing, I just want to know where you are going to take me. This road doesn’t seem to be going to my house.”
"Yes." He nodded slightly, his eyes clear, and then he still stared at the front intently, as if he had no intention of explaining.
Cen Zhiqiao gritted his teeth: "Gu-nian-chen--"
He always said that she liked to make him angry, but why didn't he talk about himself? He didn't always have the ability to make her angry!
"What's the matter?" came a low-pitched male voice with a laugh. It was obviously very weak, but it was damn nice.
Cen Zhiqiao clenched his fist and finally suppressed the urge to punch him. He gritted his teeth and repeated each word: "Where are you taking me?"
"Go home!" The short and powerful reply made Cen Zhiqiao feel his scalp numb for a while, and his blood suddenly surged up.
She was so stupid that she just wanted to talk to him properly. She gritted her teeth, turned away, and never looked at him again.
"Why aren't you talking?" Being silent was not her style. Gu Nianchen raised his eyebrows and gave her a puzzled look.
Cen Zhiqiao sneered: "You are a ball of wool."
Gu Nianchen looked at her in astonishment for two seconds, and suddenly remembered that what he said in Yuan Ye's shop that night was not what he heard from this girl. He seemed to have found something in common between the two people, and his mood had no reason.
It's getting better.
"We're here, get out of the car." The car stopped steadily at a villa. He stood in front of the car window and saw that she was still frozen there and refused to get out of the car. He reminded her with a 'kindness'.
"Gu Nianchen, I said I want to go home, can't you understand that I want to go home?"
The words suddenly stopped. The moment Gu Nianchen opened the car door, she saw a familiar but unfamiliar building.
"Fang Jingyuan?" Cen Zhiqiao was surprised.
What did he bring her here for?
But Gu Nianchen just raised his eyebrows: "Get out of the car, don't let me say it a third time."
She didn't know what her mentality was, but she still got out of the car. Looking at the building in front of her that was almost the same as in her memory, she felt a strange feeling in her heart.
She left here three years ago. Three years later, she came back here again. She was still surrounded by this person. It seemed to be an arrangement from somewhere. After going round and round, the two of them were still here. Her heart was touched for a while.
.
"Master, you are back..." He answered Gu Nianchen's call early in the morning and said he would come over in the evening.
Aunt Lan heard the sound of the engine stalling, but she didn't see anyone for a long time, so she opened the door and came out, but she didn't expect to see Cen Zhiqiao's face. Aunt Lan was stunned for a moment, and then walked to Cen Zhiqiao's side: "Madam,
It’s really you.”
After not seeing each other for three years, Aunt Lan was much older than she remembered, with many more wrinkles on her face, and the hair on her temples was beginning to turn gray. Cen Zhiqiao glanced at her, and for some reason, her nose suddenly felt sour.
What exactly have you taken away in three years?
"Madam?" Seeing that she didn't speak and just stared at her, Aunt Lan couldn't help but call her again.
Cen Zhiqiao just looked away, cursing himself for being sentimental, and politely greeted Aunt Lan: "Aunt Lan, long time no see."
There were many mixed emotions on her little face, and she was unaware of it, but Gu Nianchen could see clearly from the side, and he squinted his eyes.
"Okay, okay, stop standing outside and talking. Madam, will you stay here tonight? I'll go in and clean up the house, and you guys should come in quickly."
Aunt Lan wiped her face, said something with a smile, turned around and went into the house to clean up.
"Hey, Aunt Lan." Cen Zhiqiao wanted to say that she couldn't help it, but Gu Nianchen interrupted her first: "Aunt Lan has been thinking about you very much in the past few years. Just listen to her and stay here tonight."
Seeing her face perk up slightly, his voice also deepened: "I still have something to do tonight, don't worry."
After saying that, he looked at Cen Zhiqiao again, turned around and got into the car.