Gu Shengge felt that he wanted to laugh a little.

He remembered a lot of things.

He remembered the hardest days with Han Jung-woo. In order to support the rent, utilities and daily expenses of that small house, he was tired of working multiple part-time jobs. At that time, Han Jung-woo was decadent every day. He kept trying to negotiate with his father, and he kept complaining to his father about the financial blockade he had imposed on him. On those days, Gu Shengge slept no more than four hours a day. He had to get up before dawn to go to work, and often dragged his aching body home in the early hours of the morning.

He has been adopted by the Han family since he was a child, and in terms of life experience, he is no different from Han Zhengyu, who was born as a young master. Han Peiming treated him like his own and never let him touch any heavy work. He majored in piano during college, and his dexterous hands only need to dance up and down the black and white keyboard to win a round of applause. At that time, how could he have imagined that one day in the future, he would use these hands to scrub the piles of greasy dishes, to put the newspaper into the box in the cold morning, and to ride a dilapidated bicycle in his rare leisure time, looking for part-time shops nearby.

Gu Shengge's physique has been weaker than ordinary people since he was a child. Han Peiming's painstaking efforts to invite people to recuperate for many years of precipitation were consumed by him in that period of exhausting life. The long exertion caused him to suffer from severe hypoglycemia, and he began to experience dizziness and nausea - and Han Jung-woo never seemed to notice his abnormality.

In those hardest days, his lover Han Jung-woo was decadent countless times because of the poor living conditions, he began to sell his car, pawned his watch, and then took this considerable amount of money and invested all in a project that he had previously disdained. He was delusional that he could find a way to defeat his father, and he disdained Gu Shengge's stupid way of working everywhere. He wanted a one-hit hit, not a long-term war of resistance. The drastic decline in living conditions left him at a loss. Even one day, when Gu Shengge collapsed on the bed tiredly, before the sleepiness hit, he clearly heard that Han Zhengyu was irritably accusing him in his ear for not knowing how to be flexible, and only knew that he was blindly tired and tired to earn these small money, wasting the time that could have been with him in vain.

Gu Shengge knew that Han Zhengyu didn't look down on the work he did. Deliver newspapers, deliver milk, work as a waiter, work as a dishwasher. The funny thing is that it seems that he has developed the habit of accommodating that person, Gu Shengge has also seriously considered whether to try to win some decent jobs that make Han Zhengyu feel decent. But when he stood outside the door of a Western restaurant that recruited pianists, and his joyful and confident steps were politely rejected by the waiter outside the door, Gu Shengge realized that he couldn't even take out a decent formal suit.

And in the days when he was most embarrassed, it was Zheng Hengzhao who helped him again and again.

Zheng Hengzhao never said anything about providing him with any financial support, which made Gu Shengge breathe a sigh of relief. He wore the formal dress that the man had lent him, and when he played the piano in a well-paid Western restaurant, the man with a nonchalant smile at him in the same uniform as a waiter, holding a tray. The ordinary uniform was worn by him with a proud taste. Gu Shengge couldn't imagine what kind of incredible expression a reporter familiar with Zheng Hengzhao would have shown when he saw the famous SG CEO leisurely serving food on a tray. Gu Shengge has hinted to men many times that he doesn't have to bother with him to such an extent. All he remembered was that the man smiled and bent his eyes, but he didn't answer, and he didn't leave.

Perhaps that was the first time he understood that companionship is not just a narrow definition.

He thought that there were some things that Han Jung-woo might never understand. During that time, it was with those meager salaries that were not worth mentioning in the eyes of Han Zhengyu that he was able to support that small family. Those seemingly humble and tiring jobs were the only bargaining chips that could support him in his struggle against the Han family at that time.

Gu Shengge didn't doubt whether Han Zhengyu really loved him as he imagined. But they met at the age of seven, and the two grew up together, from friendship to love. His life was like merging with this man. So when Han Zhengyu proposed to break up, Gu Shengge almost couldn't imagine what his life would become after losing Han Zhengyu.

But now he finally understands that some things, some people, may not be worth thinking about anymore.

The fast-moving train made his stiff body shake slightly, Gu Shengge bent down and tried to pull the corners of his mouth, but he only felt a spasm in his stomach, a nauseous retching sensation hit his throat, he gritted his teeth, and tried to resist the surge of his stomach. He breathed hard, hard, deeply. He tried to convince himself that this was just a symptom of a psychological reaction, but no matter how he calmed down, he could not help but feel that he was in a terrible state - he even smelled the smoke of gunpowder in this crowded carriage -

No, no! The smell of gunpowder really exists!――

Gu Shengge stood up suddenly, but saw a frightened face, the center of the carriage was tacitly avoided by the crowd at some point A small circle, in that blank circle stood alone a man dressed in black, he was wearing a sloppy beard, and he was wearing a broken brim hat that was enough to cover his eyes, he smiled beautifully, but these were not the point - on the chest of his open coat, a whole circle of cylindrical explosives was tied!

"Someone! Stop!!Open the door!!Open the door for us!"

"Help! Someone is going to blow up the car! Stop! Conductor!"

"Run!

"Kid... Don't step on my child!"

"Mom...... I'm afraid ......"

The carriage boiled almost instantly, the air seemed to be ignited in an instant, and the panic of the people defeated all reason, and all the people, all the people, all the people were crowding, pushing and shoving, trying in vain to get through the little door and steal life.

Screams, screams, children's cries and screams of pain behind him filled the entire carriage, Gu Shengge forced himself to accept the current environment in an instant, almost without thinking, he bent down and picked up the little girl who was crying beside his lap, wiped away her tears for her, and tried his best to hand her to the mother of the child who was already crying in the distance.

The child's mother burst into tears the moment she took the child, and thanked him in a toneless manner, Gu Shengge didn't see her face clearly, only heard a loud sound of "bump!" behind her, a scorching heat wave mixed with various metal fragments hit, he only had time to use all his strength to pounce on the mother and daughter, and firmly protect them under his body, and there was a crisp cracking sound at his wrist, and in the scorching heat, some coldness completely fell off his wrist and shattered into countless parts.

At the last second when he closed his eyes, he heard the mother under him crying and screaming something, the buzzing in his ears made him unable to hear any sound clearly, the burning pain behind his back almost wanted to cry, his eyelids were heavy and uncontrollable, at the moment when he was about to close his eyes, the last thing that appeared in front of him was that every time he met Zheng Hengzhao, the person always smiled and bent a pair of dark and bright narrow eyes, and smiled softly to him.

"Gu Shengge, long time no see. ”

Slowly closing his eyes, Gu Shengge gently raised the corners of his lips.

Zheng Hengzhao.

I hope that in the next life, I can still meet you.