What kind of person is Gu Huasheng to Yanran?

Once he was a demon, the person she hated the most, and all the evils in the world seemed to be found in this man, so she hated him and cursed him.

And now?

Grandma died, Yan Yu disappeared, and he became her only close relative, and she supported him and took care of him......

returned what she owed to her grandmother and Yan Yu to Gu Huasheng.

Everyone can give up Gu Huasheng, but she can't.

As long as he is alive, she will give everything she has to save him, which is a sin she wants to atone for, and no one can replace him.

But where is she going to raise so much money in a short period of time?

The cost of the operation in the early stage alone is 500,000 yuan, and further treatment will be carried out according to his physical condition after the operation, which is amazing, and it is not an exaggeration to say that it is a bottomless pit.

Yanran sat beside Gu Huasheng's hospital bed, looking at him numbly, without joy or sorrow, but her heart was extremely tormented.

Now, there may be only one person who can help her.

*******

Gu Hua was seriously ill, and Xuan Mu was the first to know, but he didn't rush to find her.

He is no longer the immature teenager he was eight years ago, and he understands that some things are in a hurry.

These days, he thinks a lot, and Yanran's return makes him surprised and delighted, and once made him suffer from gains and losses, and he will involuntarily become too impatient, and even hurt her.

Outside the large floor-to-ceiling window is the colorful bustling city, he stands by the window, in the sunset, he is a young talent, but exudes the dead silence of seeing the vicissitudes of the world. His face was so pale that even the dazzling red outside the window could not add color to his face, his eyes closed, his brows furrowed, and the fireworks in his hands could not burn his exhaustion......

The phone vibrate, and his heart tightened and he answered.

"Hey~" is his deep voice, and even his voice has changed in eight years.

"It's me!" Two words, but for some reason so heavy.

......The voice on the other end of the phone died down. It's a suffocating silence.

"I ......" how is she going to speak? Suddenly regretted calling him.

Why should she?

Why after suddenly disappearing eight years later. The first time I took the initiative to call him, I was to ...... him Borrow money!

And why do you think he will help her?

There is no one more self-righteous and brazen than her! kept saying that he had drawn a line with him, and never saw him again, but the first thing he thought of at the moment of crisis was him!

I just felt a sour nose. Put your phone down. Just as she was about to press the hang up button. There was a sound in the microphone.

"Wait for me!" Just two words, in an extremely firm tone, the mobile phone is so far away. But she heard it, and the moment she heard it, her eyes turned red, and the crystal liquid poured out of her eye sockets.

"Hmm!" She nodded, crying like a wronged little girl.

If she could, she would like to go back to eight years ago, and she snuggled up in his arms and cried, with some kind of little venting, warm touch.

She lied, she had not had a good time without him all these years, and although she had compressed and compressed her time, he would sneak into her mind like air at the slightest gap.

The trees on both sides of the asphalt road shaded the sky, they walked hand in hand, the breeze moved slightly, they were dressed in school uniforms, their fingers were clasped, their smiles were sweet, their eyes were bright, and even now she clearly remembered the look on his face.

But more profound than those good and happy things are the lingering nightmares......

That night, she drank a lot of alcohol and was so drunk that she was unconscious.

When she woke up, she had a splitting headache and a dry throat, she wanted to get up and pour a glass of water, and when she opened her eyes, she found that she was completely in a strange environment, she was stunned for a moment, her head was empty, and when she lifted the quilt, she was not thinking, and the white sheets were printed with red blood......

She vaguely remembered him kissing her lips, blurring someone undressing her, someone kissing her neck, someone touching her waist......

She wrapped herself in the quilt and blushed as she looked at the familiar bracelet on the bedside table.

The night before the suicide, in the dark of the night, a brown paper bag was stuffed through the crack in the door, and the content of the photo was unsightly, and the protagonists were actually her and another yellow-haired man wearing pink studs.

The last photo is blank, and it reads: The photo is in duplicate, and the other copy will reach Nangong Xuanmu tomorrow morning, guess, if you are dirty, will he still want you!

In the hospital corridor, she bit her lower lip tightly, only to feel that all the strength in her body was drained, her body slipped down, tears smashed on the ground like pearls, making a snapping sound, and her eyes were dead and empty!

Gu Yanran, did you forget it so quickly?

Whether it is body or soul, you are not clean, how can you be worthy of him when you are so dirty?

In the corner of the hospital, she buried her head in her knees, curled up and wept silently.

He came, standing at the end of the corridor, looking at her curled up in the corner and crying, only to feel that his heart was hurt hard, and his steps quickened.

"Yan'er~" He called her name, what a familiar name, but it was as far away as a dream for her.

Yan'er~Yan'er~ Only one person would call her name like that, with the most beautiful voice in the world.

Feeling suffocated for breath, she suddenly looked up.

He was standing in front of her, straight, with his head bowed, his eyes deep, staring at her.

It's so high, it's so far, it's like the distance between them.

He stood at the top, she was at the bottom, and she could only see him if she looked up.

She looked at him with tear-stained eyes for a long time, and her clear cheeks were like white jade stained with dew, and she was pitiful.

"Yan'er, come back to me!" His voice was low, he stretched out his hand, his eyes were red, and his jaw trembled slightly, as if he was trying his best to restrain his collapse from feeling.

It was the most real dream she had ever had, and it made her lose her mind for a moment, staring at him blankly.

Xuanmu, whom she had been thinking about day and night, stood in front of her and stretched out her hand, as long as she also stretched out her hand to hold his, could she go back to the past?

Remove all burdens and pains, stay quietly by his side, and be with him forever......

Moved by the heart, it is like stepping into a soft cloud, and I can't tell the difference between reality and dream.

She nodded fiercely, and then threw herself into his arms without hesitation, cried loudly like a koala, and poured out her thoughts and pains for the past eight years.

"Guess, you're dirty, will he still want you!"

Hurt! Instantly tore her heart, ruthlessly destroyed all beauty and innocence, turned to bones, and turned to ashes.

She looked up at him as he was near-perfect, and tears flowed from her eyes.

Eight years later, he has lost the immaturity of his youth, and his figure is stronger and more powerful, wearing a straight suit, finely carved cheeks, distinct facial features, deep eyes, and perseverance that cannot be disobeyed, revealing the deadly charm of a successful person.

Such a man makes her yearn for it at the same time, but it also discourages her.

A defiled body, a mutilated soul, a deplorable situation, how brazen she was to return to him.

PS: Today's three watches~ (to be continued......)