There's a lot of content in his eyes, I know what he's thinking, but I don't mind how unbearable he thinks of me, the only thing you can't stop in this world is what others think of you.

I continued to pat the empty seat next to me: "Just talking for a while." ”

He hesitated for a moment, then lay down next to me in his clothes.

I leaned over and pillowed his arm, quietly closing my eyes and not speaking again.

He froze and didn't dare to move, even his breathing was careful.

He thought I was asleep. "Gu Ningdai, I hate you like this. Do you know? You are poison, and everyone who comes near you will be smitten. He said softly into the dark room.

I secretly smiled bitterly in his arms: "This is your personal idea. Not so many people like me. ”

"You're not asleep?"

"Well, I don't dare to sleep."

"Don't dare to sleep?"

"I'm afraid that when I wake up, I open my eyes, and you're no longer by my side."

He was slightly stunned when he heard this, and then said to me, "Don't drink in the future." What if I don't show up for you in time? ”

"Do you care about me? Or do you want to sue me that you can't appear after me? ”

"I'm just scared if you can save me some snacks? I'm also very depressed, and you're always looking out for yourself like this. ”

Even though we were separated by a gap in time, he was still like that, showing up for me when I needed it, just quietly hugging me, even when he was in a bad mood, even though he was still angry with me. But he will always be the Hu Xiaodong in my memory, just quietly accompanying me without any conditions to exchange.

I've heard people say that if you love someone, you're afraid that someone will love them as you do. That's what I was anyway, though I'm not sure if he was too.

Anyway, he has the look I like.

I still haven't figured out why we're so struggling.

Throughout the night, he would hug me every time I turned around casually.

When he woke up in the morning, he looked at me stiffly: "My arms are numb." ”

After the age of listening to love, these silent companionships can be more deeply rooted in the hearts of the people.

I only hope to stay with him alone, to pour the country and the city, and to pour all living beings, and I don't want to pour my heart into tens of millions, but I only want to pour his heart. Know each other and stay together, and grow old with him.

It's like the WeChat circle of friends that went viral: 10,000 people chasing is not as good as one person, and 10,000 pets are not as good as one person understanding.

Half a month later, Hu Xiaodong and I attended my grandfather's funeral.

Under the bombardment of the local media, we made our relationship public.

There was only one person who was absent, and Kun Yuan told me that he had gone to the Maldives.

My grandfather was the founder of the country, a high-ranking official in our city, and a successful businessman. He was a legend who was respected by all.

I stood next to Hu Xiaodong, who was wearing a casual suit in a black dress and black stiletto heels.

In addition to sadness, the only thing worth rendering is that An Xiaoke is holding Xiao Xuan'er, which looks a little funny.

It went back to half a month ago, and I was sitting on a bench in the hospital corridor. I was the last relative to learn that my grandfather's lung cancer was terminal.

My mom is an only child, and I am my mom's only child, so I inherited my grandfather's inheritance naturally.

In accordance with my grandfather's instructions before his death, I solemnly announced in an interview with reporters: "I will donate the two properties left by my grandfather and all my savings to nursing homes and orphanages. The total assets are 26.8 million. ”

The poor grandfather was an honest man before his death, dedicated his life to the country, and his own property was only left with this money in addition to charity.

Before his death, my grandfather told me: "Son, donate half of my assets to the society." "The only thing I didn't do was to donate my whole thing.

Hu Xiaodong was standing beside me all the time, and I felt like I was about to collapse.

Why can't I cry at a funeral like ordinary people? I want to make an elegant gesture in front of the camera with tears in my eyes.

I wanted to rush to the reporters hundreds of times and scold them, and if Hu Xiaodong wasn't with me, I promised that I would squirt all the blood in my mouth on their dirty faces.

A reporter asked: "The general is not only these assets?" ”

Hu Xiaodong replied: "Ask the question you should ask." Be careful, I'm really not polite to invite you out anymore. I clenched his strong palm.

My father knelt in front of the mourning hall to guard filial piety, he did not fulfill filial piety as a son-in-law, he and my current mother remembered my grandfather as a son and daughter-in-law.

I think my grandfather left without regrets, after my mother died, my stepmother entered the door, and she treated my grandfather like her own father. My grandfather always looked down on her.

I'm glad I didn't go to hell after my birth mother left.

I walked up to my father, and although he didn't cry bitterly, he was already in tears.

He said softly in a trembling voice: "Girl, we will never see your grandfather again"

I burst into tears.

When my grandfather was alive, I hated going to his house the most, because he always looked like a stereotypical person waving a brush on a blank piece of paper.

My dad kept forcing me: "Go see your grandfather, he misses you." ”

I always answer the same thing: "I can't do it when I have time." There is still so much time, what is the hurry! ”

I ignored an essential problem, I was right, there is still so much time, it is that I still have so much time, and it has nothing to do with my grandfather.

When his grandfather was dying in the hospital bed, the only person he knew was Xiao Xuan'er, and he smirked at Xiao Xuan'er like a child: "Child, my child"

He went away quietly, without taking any great deeds with him, and before he had time to hear me say, "I'm sorry!" I love you. ”

Just like when my birth mother died, I was playing peek-a-boo with a group of friends, and just like that, before I knew it, my mother was forever hiding out of my sight or touch.

I didn't even get the chance to say, "Mom, I'm not going to make you angry again."

I just want to know at the moment how many more separations I have to go through without even saying goodbye.

Although for a person who writes novels, a life as calm as water is far more terrifying than the turbulent days. But I'd rather not take my story as the subject matter, I'd rather take out the extraordinary in exchange for a willingness.

The moment Hu Xiaodong's mother saw her son holding hands with a woman with a child in front of the TV in front of the camera, she angrily picked up the remote control and smashed it on the TV.

A few days later, I received a call from a middle-aged woman who asked me to talk.

After meeting, Xiaodong's mother asked me bluntly: "Tell me, how much does it cost for you to leave my son?" ”

"Auntie, do you feel like a woman who is short of money?" Ridiculous, did she think we were making a movie? It's so bloody?!

"You can make a price as much as you want."

"Then you can also make a price, and I will give you as much as you want."

I just want to sue her that I really don't have the habit of spending men's money. Even eating with her son will always be a rush for me.

I want to tell her that divorced women are not despicable, because the more women like us, the more dignified they are.

But when I walked out of the café, tears began to fall.

I don't plan to tell Hu Xiaodong about this. Because I didn't want him to choose between me and his mother.

I wouldn't cry and beg him to choose me, I really have no value compared to the mother who gave birth to him, after all, he didn't grow up drinking my milk.

Even if I will be humble in front of Hu Xiaodong, that is my business, and it is not the turn of others to judge me and him.

If God really intends to stop playing tricks on me, I will really hold a high incense stick every day and worship this great screenwriter.

For the next few days, I drowned in the river of grief of my grandfather's death while standing on a cliff and thinking about how Hu Xiaodong and I could get along for a long time.

Then I also "bumped into" Zhang Zhen, a man with acne, in the community, whose small convertible was stuffed with roses.

Not only that, but he also poked out his pimple-ridden head and made an unexpected confession to me.

I tried my best to dodge until I ran home and closed the door tightly, locking it up layer by layer, and still didn't escape the disaster.

He took a megaphone and drove in our community and shouted: "Gu Ningdai, the first time I saw you, I fell into the whirlpool of love for you." I just like a woman like you, feminine, talented, and beautiful. Can you give me a chance? ”

I hate people who are very noisy in front of people, and I look like I know him very well.

An Xiaoke ran home panting and said to me, panting and saying, "It's over, now the whole community knows about it, and many people have gone over to watch the two goods." You'd better hide. ”

I really don't have time to praise the acne man for his vision, and I don't have time to be proud of his popularity.

I said to An Xiaoke: "You also go and give me the whole megaphone, I will scold him." ”

An Xiaoke reminded me in fear: "Then don't you indirectly tell him where do you live?" ”

"I can't care so much, I'm about to vomit, hurry, hurry, I'm going to sue that pox-covered toad I really don't want to see him."

"I wondered, how can you be so ugly?" This is the first time I have heard Xiao Ke say such classic words, and I looked at her in disbelief.