Gu Xing walked all the way home, the lights were on everywhere in the house, only the lights were turned off in Gu Cheng's room.

She gently pushed open the door of Orange Orange's room, and the little guy was already asleep, his little face buried in the pillow, his pink lips were blocked, and his heart was soft. went up and gave her a goodnight kiss, and then left lightly.

It was exactly eleven o'clock after taking a shower when Mueller's phone rang on time. Gu Xing lay on the bed and answered the phone, "Hey." ”

"How was your day?" The warm voice was as usual, a warm greeting without change.

"Well, that's good."

The two casually talked about trivial things in life and work, Mueller is very decisive in business, very iron-faced, and sometimes very cold and hard-hearted, but in front of her is very funny.

When he speaks, he can always make her unconsciously forget all the bad emotions. This is the influence he has had on her over the years.

She is very grateful to him, not only because she met him by chance in City A and his help; It is not only because he helped her through the difficulties when she was so helpless in the hospital when she was in the United States, but also because of his careful companionship for so many years. This is beyond the boundaries between friends, but no one between them has pierced this thin veil like a cicada's wings.

It's not that she doesn't know Mueller's intentions, it's just that she regards him as her best friend and best understands her relatives. Gu Cheng said to her several times, let Muller's father be my father, and she could only laugh it off.

She can't afford to give him love, she can't be so selfish.

After talking for a while, there was a moment of silence, and he chuckled in a low voice, "Are you in a better mood?" ”

Gu was stunned for a moment, and said in a daze: "It's much better." ”

Not only does he have eyes that can see through her disguise, but he also has ears that can hear her emotions. Müller, perhaps, knew her better than herself.

After a long time, Mueller said, "Have you met him?" ”

"Hmm." Gu lowered his eyelids. The lamp shone on her fair face, dyed a faint warm yellow, and the slightly drooping eyelashes cast a shadow under the eyes.

"Mood, do you still love him?"

Love? Don't love it?

"I don't love it." It took her a long time to have the courage to really say these two words with a smile, even if she walked so dashing and decisive. However, falling in love with someone can be done in a minute, but forgetting someone can take thousands of times longer than that.

"Then face life with a smile, you have nothing to fear."

Gu hung up the phone, and the words Mueller said still rang in his ears, you have nothing to fear. Yes, she has nothing to be afraid of, once was just once, and no matter how it is, it will not and cannot affect her.

*

When Tang Xiaohui got home, it was already after midnight, so he drove the car into the huge garage under the villa and went up the spiral staircase.

Walking into the living room, you can see the warm decoration and furnishings.

Everything here is arranged according to Gu Xing's preferences.

It has never changed for so many years, and the beige sofa, beige carpet, and beige curtains are her favorites.

Because she loves the sunlight coming in through the floor-to-ceiling windows every morning, she says the off-white couch smells of sunlight. And he was disgusted for a while.

There are also crystal couple cups on the coffee table, and a pair of women's slippers are quietly placed next to the men's slippers next to the shoe cabinet.

Pulling open the refrigerator, there are two compartments in it where all fruits are placed, he twitched the corner of his mouth, and threatened: "Gu Mood, if you dare to pile so many fruits in it again, I will ......"

The voice was so low that it seemed to be talking to himself, knowing that the man who answered him had long since left.

"What about you?"