Gu's manor, the third floor of the villa.

The sunlight outside the window was good, casting shadows on the ground through the huge transparent floor-to-ceiling windows, and fine gold flashes cast on the light curtains.

A slight breeze blew in, and the curtains that reached the ground moved lightly, rippling clouds and smoke like curtains.

The floor was covered with soft and expensive blankets, and the darker tones had a hint of depth.

The young man in snow-white pajamas walked slowly to the floor-to-ceiling window, his white and delicate ankles, beautiful lines, he stepped on the dark carpet with bare feet, black and white intertwined, with a lingering and sympathetic charm.

Gu Yange leaned diagonally in front of the window, his slender arms folded, and the neckline of his snow-white pajamas was slightly torn open, revealing a collarbone as white as jade.

He bowed his head quietly, his long, thick eyelashes fluttering, blending in the light of the sun.

The boy was silent, thinking about something.

After calming down, his reason gradually returned, and the extreme anger in his mind gradually subsided.

It's just that my heart still aches faintly, and when I first learned about it, I felt that the world was completely collapsed, and the overwhelming pain swept through my nerves.

The young man lowered his eyes, and his thin crimson lips moved, "You and him...... Are you together? ”

At this moment, the air was filled with the smell of silence, as if he had already known the answer, his eyes were slightly dazed, and he whispered, "It should be." ”

The young man's broken hair obscured the dark eyes, he turned sideways, the light cast a faint shadow on the bridge of his tall nose, and his deep and cool eyebrows and eyes were delicate and picturesque.

He slowly closed his eyes, covering the tiny points of light in his eyes, and his thin crimson lips hooked a miserable arc, which made people feel distressed.

"I don't have the right to be angry......"

A little murmur, like a lover's ear grinding.

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After washing up with a blank face, changing clothes, and closing the door casually, the young man in white clothes and black pants went downstairs, taking careless steps, and his light eyes were cold and indifferent.

Gu Yange sat at the dining table, eating breakfast slowly, his movements were slow and elegant, like a young nobleman in the Middle Ages, with a bit of cold asceticism.

The slender and beautiful fingers held the cold knife and fork, and the silver lined the fair complexion, with an indescribable beautiful tone.

The young man's red lips opened slightly, and his thin lips seemed to be dyed with rouge, and he bit down on the food on the fork.

But after a few bites, he put down his knife and fork, took the napkin next to him, and wiped his crimson lips casually.

The young man raised his indifferent eyes and bowed slightly towards the woman on the main seat, "Mother, I'm full, please use it slowly." ”

The woman's hand suddenly stopped, and her delicate nails curled up slightly. Swallowing the food in her mouth and wiping her delicate red lips with a napkin, she raised her head, revealing a plain white and beautiful face.

This face is undoubtedly extremely beautiful, just looking at the facial features, it is obviously plain to the extreme, and even a little pale and pale.

However, the beauty mole in the center of the woman's eyebrows is like a drop of prosperity on the elegant ink painting, which is stunning and beautiful.

She should be quite old, but time seems to favor her very much, and has not left half a trace on that face.

The woman's clear eyes blinked, and she said slowly, "Don't eat more?" After all, it's been so long since I've been back......"

A hint of amusement flashed in Gu Yange's eyes, and the young man slowly stretched out his hand and tidied up the collar of his shirt.

It was rare for him to hear such words from this woman's mouth.

"Nope."