Chapter 112: Forgetting is the Greatest Ruthlessness (2)
This time, Gu Yusheng didn't say anything for a long time.
After about a minute, Wu Hao made another voice: "It's Qin Zhiai, you're not impressed?" When I was in high school, Qin Zhiai who accompanied my daughter-in-law all day long and played with us? ”
Gu Yusheng was still quiet, Qin Zhiai heard the sound of the lighter being turned on, and after a while, she heard Gu Yusheng's tone, which floated very coolly: "I'm not impressed." ”
"Not impressed?" Wu Hao's tone was a little anxious: "She is not particularly tall, thin, with long hair, white skin, and very big eyes......
"Gee, you really don't remember, do you? You've seen so many faces, and that little girl speaks softly, much better looking than your wife......"
"Heh......" Gu Yusheng suddenly chuckled, and his tone was a little mocking: "Inconsequential old things, who is fine, like you, remember it so clearly." ”
Inconsequential old things...... Qin Zhiai's body shook uncontrollably.
It turned out that the old days, which she had so far thought were incredibly beautiful, were just an inconsequential old thing for him.
It was as if something was suddenly congested to her throat, making Qin Zhiai extremely uncomfortable.
She tried to maintain normalcy, but a layer of fog gradually covered her eyes.
He doesn't remember her, he really doesn't remember her...... Wu Hao described it in such detail, he still didn't remember her......
Qin Zhiai didn't have the courage to walk out of the restaurant, she took a step back with the teapot, and then heard Gu Yusheng open his mouth again, he probably had a cigarette, the voice in his mouth was a little slurred, and his tone was a little frivolous: "What kind of best friend of your daughter-in-law, did you chase me?" Or pestered me?"
"Go, it's so beautiful that no one has chased you or pestered you."
"Really?" Gu Yusheng slowly blew a smoke ring, chuckled twice as if he didn't believe it, and said lightly: "I don't remember how normal it is." ”
I don't remember how normal that is...... As soon as Qin Zhiai's hand shook, the teapot in the tray slid to the ground, making a cool crisp sound, and shattered.
"What's broken?" Lu Bancheng's ears were sharp, and he opened his mouth first.
Qin Zhiai realized that she had lost her temper after all, and she hurriedly squatted down to deal with the mess on the ground.
She was sad in her heart, and her movements were too impatient, and when she was not careful, a small cut was made on her fingertips by the porcelain piece.
The slight pain made Qin Zhiai's arm tremble slightly, and then Lu Bancheng's voice came from behind him: "What's the matter?" Broken teapot? It's not hot, is it? ”
Lu Bancheng asked several times in a row, and then noticed the small wound on Qin Zhiai's fingertips: "Ah, it's scratched?" ”
With Lu Bancheng's exclamation, Gu Yusheng, who was almost entering the restaurant with him, looked at Qin Zhiai's fingertips.