Gu Xiaoai lowered her head in a hurry, like a child who had done something wrong.
"I won't disturb your lives, I don't hate you." Chu Shixiu continued.
It’s not that I don’t hate Li Juefeng.
It's just that now she has shouldered everything for Li Juefeng, he can't hate her, and he can't take revenge, just because Li Juefeng is the person she chooses...
Gu Xiaoai stood up from the dining table, looked at him and said, "Me too."
I won't bother you again.
So far.
Chu Shixiu's face changed for a moment, and he raised his eyes to look at her, with shock and eagerness that could not be concealed in his eyes, "You don't hate me anymore?"
Hate?
If it wasn't him, she would have no chance to hate anyone.
"Yeah." Gu Xiaoai nodded.
She saw the smile on Chu Shixiu's face. It was a smile of finally letting go, with a hint of loneliness...
Gu Xiaoai didn't say anything else, it was enough to make sure he was still alive.
Gu Xiaoai turned around and walked out. When her shoes stepped on the blind path on the ground, her heart twitched again.
She forgot many details, but she still remembered that he took good care of her in those days, pretending to be mute to take care of her...
"sorry."
Chu Shixiu's apologetic voice suddenly came from behind her.
Gu Xiaoai paused, not understanding why he suddenly apologized again.
"Sorry, I couldn't find you earlier..."
He said this sentence six years later.
Sorry, he didn't show up when she was helpless in life waiting for him to save her...
Chu Shixiu stood in front of the dining table, staring at her slender back and said slowly, his elegant voice choked with sobs.
if.
Or if.
If he had found her earlier, the ending between them would not have been reduced to hating or not, forgiving or not...
If he could find her earlier, everything would be different...
if.
After all, it's just what if.
…
Gu Xiaoai turned around little by little and stood there, looking at him quietly, tears falling from his eyes and flowing down his fair cheeks, with a loneliness that was hard to ignore.
Gu Xiaoai's face suddenly turned red, and she shook her head vigorously, her voice forced out of her throat, "I don't blame you... I don't blame you."
She would never blame him for this.
In contrast, she hated that she had tied up everything in Chu Shixiu's life...
Hearing this, Chu Shixiu seemed to want to smile, but the corners of his lips could not curve. He could only slightly tilt his head and tilt his head without any trace, and stopped looking at her. His voice was as gentle as water, "Let's go..."
His figure is slender and his shirt is as white as snow.
A man as gentle as jade.
Gu Xiaoai looked at his gentle but stubborn face, and a sense of familiarity returned.
She looked at him and couldn't say another word.
After a while, Gu Xiaoai turned her head with red eyes and walked towards the door step by step. He didn't call her again, and she didn't stop either.
By now, there are some things they can no longer make up for each other.
Time can never go back to that day, nor can it go back to the day when she found him in the kindergarten and celebrated his birthday...
…
Romantic living room.
She walked out.
He was still standing there, his hands hanging weakly, his white figure thin...
She walked out without looking back, and the sunlight slanted in, illuminating the ugly carpet. The English words on it were designed in a semicircular arc shape, and there was one sentence written on it -
【e dream house】Gu Xiaoai lowered her head in a hurry, like a child who had done something wrong.
"I won't disturb your lives, I don't hate you." Chu Shixiu continued.
It’s not that I don’t hate Li Juefeng.
It's just that now she has shouldered everything for Li Juefeng, he can't hate her, and he can't take revenge, just because Li Juefeng is the person she chooses...
Gu Xiaoai stood up from the dining table, looked at him and said, "Me too."
I won't bother you again.
So far.
Chu Shixiu's face changed for a moment, and he raised his eyes to look at her, with shock and eagerness that could not be concealed in his eyes, "You don't hate me anymore?"
Hate?
If it wasn't him, she would have no chance to hate anyone.
"Yeah." Gu Xiaoai nodded.
She saw the smile on Chu Shixiu's face. It was a smile of finally letting go, with a hint of loneliness...
Gu Xiaoai didn't say anything else, it was enough to make sure he was still alive.
Gu Xiaoai turned around and walked out. When her shoes stepped on the blind path on the ground, her heart twitched again.
She forgot many details, but she still remembered that he took good care of her in those days, pretending to be mute to take care of her...
"sorry."
Chu Shixiu's apologetic voice suddenly came from behind her.
Gu Xiaoai paused, not understanding why he suddenly apologized again.
"Sorry, I couldn't find you earlier..."
He said this sentence six years later.
Sorry, he didn't show up when she was helpless in life waiting for him to save her...
Chu Shixiu stood in front of the dining table, staring at her slender back and said slowly, his elegant voice choked with sobs.
if.
Or if.
If he had found her earlier, the ending between them would not have been reduced to hating or not, forgiving or not...
If he could find her earlier, everything would be different...
if.
After all, it's just what if.
…
Gu Xiaoai turned around little by little and stood there, looking at him quietly, tears falling from his eyes and flowing down his fair cheeks, with a loneliness that was hard to ignore.
Gu Xiaoai's face suddenly turned red, and she shook her head vigorously, her voice forced out of her throat, "I don't blame you... I don't blame you."
She would never blame him for this.
In contrast, she hated that she had tied up everything in Chu Shixiu's life...
Hearing this, Chu Shixiu seemed to want to smile, but the corners of his lips could not curve. He could only slightly tilt his head and tilt his head without any trace, and stopped looking at her. His voice was as gentle as water, "Let's go..."
His figure is slender and his shirt is as white as snow.
A man as gentle as jade.
Gu Xiaoai looked at his gentle but stubborn face, and a sense of familiarity returned.
She looked at him and couldn't say another word.
After a while, Gu Xiaoai turned her head with red eyes and walked towards the door step by step. He didn't call her again, and she didn't stop either.
By now, there are some things they can no longer make up for each other.
Time can never go back to that day, nor can it go back to the day when she found him in the kindergarten and celebrated his birthday...
…
Romantic living room.
She walked out.
He was still standing there, his hands hanging weakly, his white figure thin...
She walked out without looking back, and the sunlight slanted in, illuminating the ugly carpet. The English words on it were designed in a semicircular arc shape, and there was one sentence written on it -