Lu Zichu said that he would laugh when he thought of Gu Sheng, but others had no way of knowing, but Chen Yu had a deep understanding.

At the banquet, if he is not greedy for a cup, then the work of drinking will naturally fall on Chen Yu, so as to drive back, the driver will become Lu Zichu.

Sometimes when he passed by the T gate, he thought that Gu Sheng would smile, put his hand on his thin lips, and smile sultryly, but that kind of smile was destined to not last long, it came and disappeared quickly.

In 2009, Chen Yu accompanied Lu Zichu on a business trip abroad, and set off for China a few days later.

Aunt Xue hurriedly called him over, saying that Mr. Lu was looking for him, Chen Yu entered the room, the bed was a mess, Lu Zichu's clothes were scattered on it, and he might not be able to find what he was looking for for a long time, Lu Zichu's face was ugly.

"Where's my scarf? It was hanging in the hotel closet before, did you put it in the box when you packed up your clothes? ”

Chen Yu forgot about this, and when he saw Lu Zichu's flustered face, he was also a little anxious: "Sir, I'll call the hotel." Da"

The scarf was still in the hotel, and after Lu Zichu heard it, he actually laughed subconsciously, but the smile on the corner of his mouth made Chen Yu feel sad.

When Aunt Xue came to him, she whispered to him that the scarf was woven by Gu Sheng, and Lu Zichu usually didn't let people touch it, even Aunt Xue was no exception.

So how can you allow it to suddenly disappear one day?

During the banquet, the man spoke, his words were flat, as if he was telling about the most prosaic daily past, he had never been separated from Gu Sheng for many years, everyone was looking at him, he was an almost perfect person, it was difficult to find anything wrong with his appearance, and it was perfect to make people's hearts pound.

Such a person, with a face that never gets tired of seeing, no matter what kind of moments are left in the banquet, will make people fall in love at first sight. What's more, he never fights on the outside, but on the inside.

How many people are quietly sighing?

The words that have been opened are fermenting in the listener's heart, and the words that have not been opened are his private emotions, he just wants to say it to Gu Sheng alone, so all the thousands of words fall into the deep eyes, like the deep sea, and the lethality is extremely amazing.

For Mr. Tang and others, who has Lu Zichu never loved so delicately? I have never been honest with anyone in front of everyone who I love. But he said it today, so they began to understand that the woman buried in the deepest part of Lu Zichu's heart has always been Gu Sheng eight ~ nine times out of ten.

In front of everyone, Lu Zichu took Ah Sheng's hand, and finally did not choose to dine in the restaurant. On the streets of Hangzhou, he and she each wore a woolen gray windbreaker, which looked like a couple's outfit, the clothes were swaying in the wind, Gu Sheng had thick long hair, like seaweed, which was blowing in the cool breeze and teasing Lu Zichu's arm.

The two walked slowly, and Chen Yu drove behind, silently.

Their love grows on the edge of a knife, and it has been played with by fate for too long, like meat on top of a frying pan, squeezed repeatedly, so that the flesh and blood are blurred.

He was wounded, she was wounded, and in the years when she was in bad spirits, he walked through the crowd, with one hand in his trouser pocket, his phone and car keys in the other, occasionally looking back and staring, his eyes lonely; She could see the signs of his growth in the way he walked.

He smoked behind her back, and she sometimes wondered if the slowly rising smoke was hidden in the vicissitudes when he sat on the couch and the lamp shone on him.

He wouldn't let her see this, a man has a man's stubbornness and self-esteem, he can rush to her when she needs him; can hold her in your arms and wipe away her tears when she is sad; He can hide the sunflowers behind her when she is happy, and he can send her yellow flowers when she is caught off guard; I didn't sleep at midnight, lingered at her door, tried to knock on the door and finally put it down; In front of everyone, it is a metaphor that the two are together, it is he who climbs her, not her who climbs him.

He loves her in a man's way, giving her all positive energy and comfort, she sinks in the swamp, he will not sink with her, but rationally pull her ashore.

The swamp was too deep, and he was afraid that if he pulled too quickly, her body would be uncomfortable clinging to the swamp, so he was patient and pulled up little by little. Just like when she was playing cards, he whispered in her ear over and over again, "Don't rush, take your time." ”

Everyone says he's perfect, but Ah Sheng knows that he's just too good at disguise.

Mrs. Han told Ah Sheng about his childhood, saying that he was jealous and hateful when he was a child, and he also pricked other people's car tires with glass bottles, and was severely reprimanded by Lu Changping after knowing the way.

She listened to it at the time and smiled softly, but then she couldn't laugh anymore, when she was a child, Zichu was wiped out by the word "genius" in the long river of years, and she was distressed.

Love is mutual, when her weakness and embarrassment are all in his eyes, he does not laugh at her like others, but stands aside and smiles to give her strength. At that moment, he healed her, but who would heal him?

He didn't get along with her for a long time, but it was deeply engraved in his heart, and he tried to forget, but he didn't know that such a forgetting would take a lifetime of hard work.

Just holding hands like this, in a strange city, growing old safely, living the simplest life, is what she wants most, every moment he loves her, she will feel very lonely, she has been tortured by loneliness and pain for too long, and some feelings are destined to accompany her for a lifetime.

It was never him that she couldn't face, it was herself.

On the street, the night market food stalls, three bowls of simple wontons, slowly steaming.