Even after Panpan left, Gu Yunqing was still standing outside Tang Ruotian's door.
Ren Panpan is right, what qualifications does he have to open this door?
To Tang Ruotian, he was nothing.
Gu Yunqing turned around and walked away slowly.
I walked to the floor-to-ceiling window, looked at the night outside the window, and extinguished the cigarettes in my hand one after another.
He was thinking, if he had not thought about revenge when he met Tang Ruotian at the beginning and had pursued Tang Ruotian seriously, would he have had a better chance than others?
After all, he has the same face as Yun Jue.
Gu Yunqing couldn't help but laugh at himself that he would make such a useless assumption.
——Separating line——
Ren Panpan didn't sleep either. She sat by the bed, looking at the drunken Lou Shaotang, and couldn't help crying.
After leaving the locker room, he went to get drunk with Lu Zhan and Nie Yang.
Lu Zhan and Nie Yang sent him back, and Nie Yang quietly asked her what was wrong with Shaotang.
He had not seen Shaotang so drunk for many years.
Ren Panpan brushed it off, saying that maybe Shaotang was happy, so he drank two more drinks.
Since Nie Yang was called Nie Fox by Ren Panpan, he naturally understood that she was just perfunctory.
But since Ren Panpan refused to say more, he couldn't ask more questions. He just told Ren Panpan to take good care of Lou Shaotang.
Lou Shaotang is a man who loves face very much.
Nie Yang and Lu Zhan were his good brothers, but he never mentioned a word about his suspicions towards the two of them.
Because I am afraid that my doubts are just doubts.
The results really confirmed this.
Ren Panpan kept crying, her heart felt like a big stone was pressing on her head.
She suddenly hated Gu Yunqing.
Why did he come back?
I hate him for disrupting everyone's peaceful life.
I hate that he didn't have to do anything, just stand there and easily uncover the scars in Shaotang and Ruotian's hearts, and tear them till they were dripping with blood.
Tomorrow is the anniversary of Yun Jue's death, but Shaotang chose this day to ask for proof that Gu Yunqing is Yun Jue.
Lou Shaotang felt thirsty in his throat, but he heard the sound of sobbing coming from time to time.
He tried his best to wake up, and sure enough he saw Panpan lowering his head and wiping tears.
"Are you awake? Are you thirsty? I'll make you some hangover tea..." Ren Panpan saw Lou Shaotang waking up and turned around quickly, wanting to help Lou Shaotang get the hangover tea.
His wrist was pulled by him, and with a slight tug, she leaned into Lou Shaotang's arms.
"Fool, why are you crying?" As soon as Lou Shaotang spoke, he realized that his voice was hoarse.
Ren Panpan sniffed, wiped all the tears on his body, and whispered: "I didn't cry. It was just sand that got into my eyes."
"You are stupid, you are really stupid. Or you think your husband is a fool. Where did the sand in the room come from?" Lou Shaotang chuckled, lowered his head and kissed the corners of her red eyes, swallowing up all her tears.
Go in.
Ren Panpan felt sour in her heart, hugged Lou Shaotang's waist with both hands, and cried loudly, "Shaotang! I beg you, don't drink like this because of Yun Jue in the future, okay? If Yun Jue is still alive,
Don’t want to see you like this!”
Lou Shaotang's movements froze, his fingers gently stroked Ren Panpan's hair, and he whispered: "Well, it won't happen anymore."
The pain left by Gu Yunqing's heavy step on his chest was still there.
Looking at the face that looked exactly like Yun Jue's, he felt as if his heart had been trampled to pieces by him.
"You see clearly, Gu Yunqing is not Yun Jue!" Ren Panpan's shoulders were shaking as he cried.
"Well, I can see clearly." Lou Shaotang whispered.
"You are not allowed to see Gu Yunqing alone in the future, and you are not allowed to ask him anything about Yun Jue!" Ren Panpan sobbed and ordered.
She didn't want to see the deep friendship between Shaotang and Yun Jue reach Gu Yunqing and be trampled by Gu Yunqing.
The man she loved with all her life was trampled under the feet of others.
"Well, I can't do it anymore." No matter what Ren Panpan said, Lou Shaotang responded softly.
He knew that this silly woman's tears were all because she felt sorry for him.
In fact, Panpan is really not a woman who loves to cry, but every tear falls for him.
Ren Panpan's crying slowly stopped.
She lay in Lou Shaotang's arms, with the sound of his heartbeat in her ears. Her slender arms hugged Lou Shaotang tightly, and she whispered: "Ruotian and Jiang Yu spent the night. Gu Yunqing wanted to break in.
I stopped him."
He was thrown to the ground by Gu Yunqing. How could Panpan stop Gu Yunqing?
Lou Shaotang hurriedly wanted to see if Ren Panpan was injured.
Ren Panpan's voice was very low, hoarse after crying, "I'm fine. He won't hit women. I told him that since he is not Yun Jue, he has no right to stop Ruotian from being with someone.
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"If you push Ruotian, it will only push Ruotian further. After saying that, I left." Ren Panpan said, what she didn't say to Lou Shaotang was that after she said that, Gu Yunqing
The expression on his face was very fragile and fierce.
These two extremely contradictory emotions appeared on his face.
It's like his most important thing has been taken away, but he has no ability to get it back.
She had to admit that she felt very happy when she saw that expression on Gu Yunqing's face.
"Gu Yunqing likes Ruotian very much. But Ruotian already has Jiang Yu." Ruotian is not a casual woman. Since she spent the night with Jiang Yu, it means that she wants to be with Jiang Yu.
But he suddenly noticed something.
Tomorrow is the anniversary of Yun Jue's death. But Ruotian chose to spend the night with another man on the anniversary of Yun Jue's death.
Doesn’t Ruotian love Yun Jue deeply?
If it is deep love, then why do you do this?
Ren Panpanlai lay in Lou Shaotang's arms and said, "No matter who Ruotian is with, as long as we can get rid of Gu Yunqing. I don't think Gu Yunqing will treat Ruotian well."
Let Panpan discuss the matter.
Lou Shaotang responded lightly.
——Separating line——
At some point, the moon disappeared, and dense raindrops floated in the sky, intertwining into a network under the light.
Gu Yunqing has been standing by the window, like a wax statue.
The cigarette in his finger went out clearly in the darkness.
It's three o'clock in the morning, and Jiang Yu didn't come out of Ruotian's room all night.
And like a cowardly fool, he stood here all night.
If he is really strong enough, he can break into the room at any time, throw Jiang Yu out, and violently possess the woman to let her know who is her man.
But he was not qualified, and he was even more afraid of seeing Tang Ruotian's tears and the look of hatred and humiliation in her eyes.
When will he actually be soft-hearted to her?
Gu Yunqing touched his chest and smiled miserably. In this lonely and quiet night, he had to admit to himself that he wanted her from the first moment he saw her. But he was even more afraid of seeing her tears.
.As long as her tears flow out, no matter how much he wants her, he can't bear to force her.
That's why he let her escape from him again and again.
Gu Yunqing closed his eyes and endured the throbbing pain coming from his head.
In those dark days, he thought about the little girl every day, the little girl he wanted to marry when he was a boy.
He kept telling himself that he hated her. If it weren't for her, he wouldn't have to hide in the dark like a ghost.
But despite all the unforgettable hatred, she just made him remember her by making him suffer even more.
The pain in his head became more severe. Gu Yunqing's hand was resting on the floor-to-ceiling window, and blue veins stretched on the back of his fair hand.
Inside the head, it seemed like someone was reaching in and stirring it vigorously.
When the villa caught fire, he was hit on the head. Even after several surgeries, the headache symptoms were not relieved.
The clear sound of high heels hitting the floor startled him. Cold sweat covered his face, but there was still a glimmer of hope in his confused blue eyes.
Could it be Ruotian who came out to find him?
He actually has such extravagant hope in his heart.
Looking back, it was indeed sweet.
She didn't see him. The crisp sound of her high heels on the floor echoed in the quiet hall.
Her steps were fast, almost running. As she ran, she looked back, as if something was chasing her behind her.
The look in his eyes was panic, pain and full of hatred.
Gu Yunqing's heart moved and he hurriedly followed Tang Ruotian and ran out.
——Separating line——
Time goes back.
The bright moonlight hangs in the sky, and the subtle ripples on the blue sea cut into pieces the glowing red moon reflection, making it look ferocious and broken.
The sea breeze carries a heavy smell of blood.
Tang Ruotian knelt down on the deck and looked at the man not far away.
The man's shirt was blown up by the sea breeze. The black shirt looked like a huge bat.
The man's face looked as pale as death in the moonlight.
Hot blood continued to flow from his chest.
Tang Ruotian felt like she was floating in mid-air, like an invisible person. She looked at her face with tears and looked at the man with broken eyes and despair.
She knew what would happen next.
She roared silently, "Don't ask!"
But he, who was kneeling on the deck, couldn't hear anything at all.
Seeing herself so helpless, she asked that question with the last hope.
"Have you ever loved me?"
The man's eyes, which were always as blue as the sea, turned dark under the bright moonlight.
A smile as sharp as a knife appeared on her pale but beautiful lips, "No. I have never loved you."
His eyes fell on his useless and cowardly self, with a look that she didn't understand.
Then, as if he could see her, his eyes looked at his invisible self.
"No. I have never loved you." He said again.
My heart hurts as if it's about to burst.
Tang Ruotian's hand clasped tightly on her chest, as if she could make her heart not hurt so much through this action.
I no longer feel so much pain for this man.
She knew that the man behind would jump into the sea. She had repeated this nightmare countless times.
But this time, the process was different from before.
He walked step by step towards his invisible self, and the hot blood kept sliding down, like a raging fire.
With a smile on his lips, he said over and over again, "No, I have never loved you."