Many thoughts that she had suppressed came up again in an instant, dream house... was it him? Was it Chu Shixiu?!
If he was still alive, would he hate her and Li Juefeng to the extreme?!
She started thinking wildly again.
Gu Xiaoai was going crazy with the thought of "yes or no".
Gu Xiaoai strode in and stared at every corner inside, looking at the pairs of men's shoes in the shoe cabinet.
Gu Xiaoai looked down for a long time. She didn't know what size shoes Chu Shixiu wore...
Gu Xiaoai bit her lip and walked all the way into the kitchen, looking at the placement of the dishes and the lonely cups. They were all single.
Gu Xiaoai kept walking back and forth between the rooms. The blind walkway on the ground had not been removed and was still attached to the ground.
Walking into the bedroom she was familiar with when she couldn't see it, Gu Xiaoai went straight to the bathroom.
There are two toothbrush cups, one is porcelain and the other is a disposable paper cup.
Two toothbrushes, one white in a porcelain cup and one gray in a paper cup.
Gu Xiaoai picked up the white toothbrush and held it in her hand. It felt familiar to her and she used it to brush her teeth.
Gu Xiaoai looked intently at the gray toothbrush and the furnishings in the bathroom...
…
She thought she might have signs of dementia.
Otherwise, why would she even remember things with Chu Shixiu when she was a child, remember that Chu Shixiu asked her to celebrate his birthday with him, remember that Chu Shixiu went to school with her...
But I forgot all about Chu Shixiu's details.
She doesn't remember the size of shoes Chu Shixiu wears, the temperature and feeling of Chu Shixiu's hands, or some of his little habits in life...
How could she forget so completely? How could she...
She couldn't remember, really couldn't remember.
Putting the toothbrush back, Gu Xiaoai's head started to hurt. She reached out and pressed her forehead, then lowered her head...
The cell phone rang at this time.
Gu Xiaoai picked it up without looking at it, her hand still pressing her forehead, her temples twitching, as if she was protesting against her desperate memory...
"Hello, I'm Gu Xiaoai." Gu Xiaoai's opening words were the same for thousands of years.
"I'll wait for you on the yacht."
Li Juefeng's magnetic and sexy voice sounded on the phone, with a reassuring low tone.
Like a special medicine, listening to his voice, Gu Xiaoai's heart suddenly calmed down and steadily restored its beating frequency.
Gu Xiaoai held the phone, breathed gently, and said, "Okay, I'll be out right away."
"Um."
Li Juefeng did not force her, but his tone was obviously domineering.
Gu Xiaoai hung up the phone, took a deep look around, then turned around and walked out, closing the doors of each room.
The door was closed with a slight sound.
Gu Xiaoai looked around, and she still felt that there was a strange sense of familiarity in the home furnishings here.
That's it for now.
Gu Xiaoai told herself that there was no need to deliberately remember or search for him. If he was still alive, they would still not be able to return to their carefree days. All they could think about each other would be to hate or not hate each other. Forgiveness
Or not forgive.
Maybe this is the best for them. He is alive and she is alive, but they never have to meet each other.
…
Gu Xiaoai closed the doors one by one and suddenly saw a door at the end of the corridor half open.
The bodyguards were also too sloppy in the aftermath work. Many thoughts that she had tried to suppress suddenly came up again in an instant, dream house... was it him? Was it Chu Shixiu?!
If he was still alive, would he hate her and Li Juefeng to the extreme?!
She started thinking wildly again.
Gu Xiaoai was going crazy with the thought of "yes or no".
Gu Xiaoai strode in and stared at every corner inside, looking at the pairs of men's shoes in the shoe cabinet.
Gu Xiaoai looked down for a long time. She didn't know what size shoes Chu Shixiu wore...
Gu Xiaoai bit her lip and walked all the way into the kitchen, looking at the placement of the dishes and the lonely cups. They were all single.
Gu Xiaoai kept walking back and forth between the rooms. The blind walkway on the ground had not been removed and was still attached to the ground.
Walking into the bedroom she was familiar with when she couldn't see it, Gu Xiaoai went straight to the bathroom.
There are two toothbrush cups, one is porcelain and the other is a disposable paper cup.
Two toothbrushes, one white in a porcelain cup and one gray in a paper cup.
Gu Xiaoai picked up the white toothbrush and held it in her hand. It felt familiar to her and she used it to brush her teeth.
Gu Xiaoai looked intently at the gray toothbrush and the furnishings in the bathroom...
…
She thought she might have signs of dementia.
Otherwise, why would she even remember things with Chu Shixiu when she was a child, remember that Chu Shixiu asked her to celebrate his birthday with him, remember that Chu Shixiu went to school with her...
But I forgot all about Chu Shixiu's details.
She doesn't remember the size of shoes Chu Shixiu wears, the temperature and feeling of Chu Shixiu's hands, or some of his little habits in life...
How could she forget so completely? How could she...
She couldn't remember, really couldn't remember.
Putting the toothbrush back, Gu Xiaoai's head started to hurt. She reached out and pressed her forehead, then lowered her head...
The cell phone rang at this time.
Gu Xiaoai picked it up without looking at it, her hand still pressing her forehead, her temples twitching, as if she was protesting against her desperate memory...
"Hello, I'm Gu Xiaoai." Gu Xiaoai's opening words were the same for thousands of years.
"I'll wait for you on the yacht."
Li Juefeng's magnetic and sexy voice sounded on the phone, with a reassuring low tone.
Like a special medicine, listening to his voice, Gu Xiaoai's heart suddenly calmed down and steadily restored its beating frequency.
Gu Xiaoai held the phone, breathed gently, and said, "Okay, I'll be out right away."
"Um."
Li Juefeng did not force her, but his tone was obviously domineering.
Gu Xiaoai hung up the phone, took a deep look around, then turned around and walked out, closing the doors of each room.
The door was closed with a slight sound.
Gu Xiaoai looked around, and she still felt that there was a strange sense of familiarity in the home furnishings here.
That's it for now.
Gu Xiaoai told herself that there was no need to deliberately remember or search for him. If he was still alive, they would still not be able to return to their carefree days. All they could think about each other would be to hate or not hate each other. Forgiveness
Or not forgive.
Maybe this is the best for them. He is alive and she is alive, but they never have to meet each other.
…
Gu Xiaoai closed the doors one by one and suddenly saw a door at the end of the corridor half open.
These bodyguards were also too sloppy in their aftermath work.