“…… Don't you have anything to explain to me?"

“…… Don't you have anything to tell me?"

Thinking of the two sentences that Qin Lang had just asked her repeatedly, Gu Nian raised his head slightly, raised his eyes to the window, and smiled shallowly. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

"Chen Ou, do you think I can still love?"

The night outside the window was like washing, but my heart was blurred for a moment to eight years ago.

The separation between life and death that accompanied the traffic accident, like a sentence of life imprisonment, took away Gu Nian's expectations for Chen Ou and imprisoned her fantasy of love.

In the gloomy and dark corridor of the operating room, Chen Ou's parents did not blame her for the tragedy, but only looked at her as distressed as a relative.

Such understanding and tolerance in the face of life and death made Gu Nian feel the power of tolerance and love for the first time.

It was supposed to be a moment of crying, but at that time, she seemed to have her tear ducts cut off, and she stubbornly couldn't even shed a single tear.

I had to hold all the sourness in my chest until a skinny little girl walked up to her.

Handing her a bouquet of roses in her hand, the girl opened her mouth shallowly. The tears on his face have not dried yet, but the corners of his mouth are smiling strongly: "You are Gu Nian, my name is Chen Mo." This bouquet of flowers was originally given to you by my brother. And this diary, which should be, should be, and is also what he wants to leave for you. ”

There was a choked tremor in his voice, and Chen Mo's mouth was slightly curled. Gu Nian couldn't guess what kind of mood Chen Mo was in at that time, but he always listened to her words without any personal color.

"You're the girl he's always liked, and you should be too...... The last girl he liked. ”

In the delicate and slender body, it is a maturity that grows overnight.

In the face of such a girl, Gu Nian's heart churned, as if her internal organs had left their original positions.

She didn't know what she could do, so she just hugged Chen Mo and gently patted her back, over and over again, but didn't say a word.

How many people will collapse and lose their minds in the face of life and death, but Chen Ou's family does not.

She thought she would be scolded by them, and she was even ready to accept all kinds of ugly ridicule.

However, Chen Ou's family faced death, and from beginning to end, they only had silent regret and rational acceptance, but there was no hatred or superfluous complaints.

The tolerance of understanding and the relief of silence, although there is not the slightest malice, makes Gu Nian feel bottomless self-blame and guilt.

It wasn't until his eyes were filled with tears that the memories gradually blurred along with the bitterness at the corners of his mouth.

"After so many years, Chen Ou, do you think I can still love again?"

Whispering to the hazy night, Gu Nian had a faint smile on his face.

Although fate did not bring them together, from Chen Ou and his family, Gu Nian learned how to face life with love and light.

It's just that standing at the crossroads again, facing whether Qin Lang should retreat or advance, she suddenly didn't know how to make a choice.

Looking at his own blurry reflection on the glass window, Gu Nian shook his head to himself.

No matter how long the night is, there is also a moment when the dawn breaks.

So she got up and turned off the light in her room, and she took the memories with her into the night, and buried them carefully.

***

When he got up early in the morning, Gu Nian felt dizzy.

I thought it was because she went out yesterday and felt the wind and cold, but when she half-sat up from the bed and lifted the curtains, she realized that the reason why the whole person was so absent was most likely because she didn't get enough sun yesterday.

So cheekily after another Jenny gym meal, she put on a thick coat, grabbed her bag and computer and went out.

Without setting any specific destination, she suddenly wanted to go on an intercity trip.

With a relaxed mood to take the fast train, the car is like a small boat bound for an unknown continent. stopped and stopped all the way, and finally brought Gu Nian to the express rail station on Jingzi Street.

The ten o'clock sun was warm and tepid, but the sunlight shining through the clouds was like a golden coat, carefully wrapping the whole city.

Walking along the street with the flow of people, I stopped in front of the door of the "Impression Book House" before I knew it. Originally, I wanted to stay away from here, but at this moment, I wanted to push open the door of the bookstore.

Walking to the window position, pulling out a chair and sitting down, Gu Nian took out the notebook that he hurriedly put back last time and spread it on the table.

The sunlight spilled down lazily through the leaves outside the window, and although it was not dazzling, it was bright and mottled when it fell on the milky white title page.

Ordering a cup of rose tea, Gu Nian'an sat quietly, the pen rustling on the notebook, and letting the warmth surround her layer by layer.

***

Zhou Xi never thought that if she was as smart as her, she would also make a fool of the day.

And this time, the stupid place was chosen in the art class of Mr. Ethan Qiu Yichen, whom he secretly admired.

So when Teacher Ethan asked each student about their interpretation of their homework with a handsome and picturesque face, Zhou Xi could only sigh to herself, she was really stupid, and when she left Gu Nian's house, she only took her homework with her, but forgot to ask about the meaning of the painting itself.

So he played the professionalism of a senior planner, and in front of Mr. Ethan's indistinguishable demonic face, he thought that he had made up nonsense seamlessly for a long time, but he didn't think that her brain was open, but he only got Ethan's seemingly unintentional sentence: "Gu Nian, why didn't she come today?"

Uh, teacher, do you have a special function? Holding her autograph in your hand, you can feel the breath of Gu Nian?

had to obey Teacher Ethan's discerning eyesight, and Zhou Xi didn't have the courage to confess to Gu Nian and tell her that he would not come to accompany her to class in the future. In order to avoid angering her healing artifact, Zhou Xi had no choice but to lie leisurely and say, "That, she is not feeling well today and is sick." So didn't come ......."

Seeing Yi Chen's ink-colored eyes staring at the drawing paper finally lifted to look at her, Zhou Xi's heart trembled.

Could it be, she was also caught by Yi Chen when she lied, right?

was worried, so I heard Qiu Yichen say to her with a calm look: "In the future, you will have to draw your homework by yourself, remember?"

Looking at Qiu Yichen's grim face, Zhou Xi suddenly had an ominous premonition.

When she first registered Gu Nian for the course, she didn't know which tendon was wrong, but she left her mobile phone number and personal email address irrationally.

So as soon as class ended, Zhou Xi hurriedly called Gu Nian in horror to report the situation.