Chapter 43: One Thousand Five Hundred and Thirty-Two Days with You

Jiang Qingluo's green eyes had a light in them, and as soon as she burst into tears, Gu Shaoyang's heart softened.

A woman cried at him at the door on the big night, pitiful and pitiful, he had to move his long legs and walk towards Jiang Qingluo's bedroom, which was also his bedroom.

The door slammed shut, leaving the small customs outside.

Xiao Hai touched his nose and asked himself: "Will the master be dealt with in the end, leaving Jiang Qingluo behind......

"What's there to say, hurry up, I'll wait to go to bed." After Gu Shaoyang entered the door, he stood in the center of the room, under the complicated and luxurious crystal chandelier.

Jiang Qingluo took two small steps forward, separated from him by a distance of not long or short distance. She looked up and stared intently into his big, bright eyes for a long, long time.

"Gu Shaoyang." Jiang Qingluo said these three words softly, but she didn't know what was going on, her nose was sore, and her tears flowed uncontrollably again.

"One thousand five hundred and thirty-two days." She said a string of numbers.

Gu Shaoyang didn't know why, and his expression was puzzled.

"It's been 1,532 days since that night in Las Vegas. Gu Shaoyang, we haven't seen each other for four years, but in the past four years, I haven't forgotten you for a day, I'm stupid, after that night, I found out that you love Jiang Meng'er very much, I went on a trip, I also cut my short hair, and wore a student uniform, but in the end I chose to be my own β€”β€”β€”β€”Jiang Qingluo. ”

This passage made Gu Shaoyang feel incredible, he never remembered the time and date, he lived a chic and chic life every day, where would he invest energy in delicate things?

"There is only one Jiang Meng'er in this world, she may be the cinnabar mole in your heart, maybe you will never forget her in your life, you look at her, and then there is such a thing as a glance for ten thousand years, but I also look at you, Gu Shaoyang, I love you, whether you believe it or not, whether you think I have a purpose for you, but no matter who stands in front of me, even if this second is the end of the world, I have to say Gu Shaoyang, I love you." Jiang Qingluo burst into tears, "The book says that a woman has to wait for a man to take the initiative to pursue, but I wait for you, when can I wait?" I have you in my heart, I reject many people, the eldest sister and the younger sister say that I am a fool, but Gu Shaoyang, you are too, we are all the same, hurt for people who don't love themselves. ”

At this time, Jiang Qingluo shocked Gu Shaoyang, and she exuded two words from top to bottom, brave.

This kind of bravery is not impulsive, not angry, not not afraid of death, but an unwavering faith. A woman bravely speaks what she thinks.

Jiang Qingluo slowly squatted on the ground, buried her head deep in her knees, and kept crying.

Gu Shaoyang put his hands in his pockets and stood under the crystal lamp, his handsome face showed a faint shadow because of his bowed head, highlighting his silhouette more deeply.

He is such an arrogant and uninhibited man, even when he is in thinking, his aura is so strong, like a god who will never be decadent, always maintaining enthusiasm and emotion.

At such a time, Gu Shaoyang walked over and patted her back gently, she protected herself, it was a posture of self-protection after injury.

"Jiang Qingluo." He patted her on the back and said, "Don't cry. ”

Jiang Qingluo's crying became louder: "Why don't I cry, why don't I cry?" I've had a bad life in the past few years, the person I love doesn't love me, and he won't even give me a chance, won't you even give me a chance to cry? Gu Shaoyang...... It's okay if you're stuck in a sick state for the rest of your life, never come out, so am I, I don't want to come out either, let's die stupidly together...... Woohoo......"

Jiang Qingluo talked about his sore spot, Gu Shaoyang let out an indifferent sigh from the bottom of his heart, he had long thought that he was terminally ill and incurable, but Jiang Qingluo, would it be his antidote?

He squinted at her, assessing her, her face pressed against her little arms, tears sliding down the corners of her eyes one by one, pale green pupils like rain-washed tourmalines, and long hair scattered behind her shoulders.

"Jiang Qingluo, let's try."

An abrupt sentence slowly came out of Gu Shaoyang's mouth, as if he had made up some kind of determination, and he said it far and deep......

Jiang Qingluo was still crying, and after a long time, she raised her teary eyes stupidly, her mouth was slightly open, and she asked intermittently: "You, what did you just say, what ......did you say?"

"Listen up." Gu Shaoyang held her eyes, looked at her, and said word by word: "I only said this is the last time, Jiang Qingluo, let's try." ”

I can't tell what feelings poured into my limbs, I can't describe it in words, Jiang Qingluo laughed first, then cried the next second, and then cried and laughed, but in the end, she threw herself into Gu Shaoyang's arms and cried incessantly.

I never dared to look forward to this day, even if she gave herself more courage, she never really hoped that there would be such a day, Gu Shaoyang would take the initiative to speak, this beautiful and bitter dream, could it be that she wanted the color......

"Is what you said true, you can't lie to me, right?" Jiang Qingluo asked crying, the world in front of her was hazy.

Gu Shaoyang wiped away the tears on her long eyelashes, and gave her a clear world, a clear him, and the sentence: "I never lie to my own women." ”

Happiness came quickly and urgently, Jiang Qingluo was almost dizzy, she sniffed, and couldn't say a word.

Gu Shaoyang smiled at her, and spoke to her in a gentle tone for the first time: "Go wash your face, it's time for you to rest." ”

What happened next, Jiang Qingluo had no impression at all, and on the second day, she didn't even remember how she washed her face and how she fell asleep, but she only remembered that when she opened her eyes, the next day, the room was full of sunshine.

When he walked out of the door, Xiao Hai was guarding outside, he looked at his master, waiting for the final arrangement for Jiang Qingluo.

"Xiaohai." Gu Shaoyang said slowly.

"In!" Xiao Hai stood up straight, his heart was about to die, and he was also curious, what did Jiang Qingluo talk about with his master, did he succeed?

"Tomorrow morning, send Bai Xiaomeng away and find another place for her to live." After Gu Shaoyang finished speaking, he walked into another room.

…… Xiao Hai stood in place, unable to believe his ears, what his master had just said meant...... Let Bai Xiaomeng leave and Jiang Qingluo stay?

It must be like this, if it wasn't for Jiang Qingluo to stay, then why let Bai Xiaomeng leave before she was well?

Xiao Hai looked at the door panel and couldn't help sighing: "This Jiang Qingluo is really amazing, she actually got my master, what trick did she use?" My master has only liked Lori for many years...... Jiang Qingluo is really amazing......"

He thought about it again, but felt that this was not necessarily a good thing, although something happened to the Jiang family, and his master would inevitably resist the burden of the Jiang family after leaving her, but compared to Gu Shaoyang's sickness over the years, Xiaohai sincerely hoped that his master would no longer like Lori and Jiang Meng'er......