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After settling the bill, Qin Zhiai did not let Lu Bancheng send him home, but got off at the subway station near the hotel.

It was just half past eight o'clock in the evening, and the bustling city with brilliant lights was still in a bustling and noisy city.

In the capital in early spring, the night is also much warmer, and the spring flowers on both sides of the street are in full bloom, and the spring breeze blows, with an elegant fragrance.

During the meal, Qin Zhiai, who was disturbed by Lu Bancheng's words, stood at the entrance of the subway station for a while, did not go in, carried her bag, and walked slowly along the street aimlessly.

I wore flat shoes, stopped walking, but I didn't feel tired, and before I knew it, I consumed most of the time.

When Qin Zhiai noticed the surrounding scene, she realized that she had walked to the hospital where Mr. Gu lived without realizing it.

The entrance of the hospital is about a hundred meters in front of it.

Opposite the hospital, there is a row of stores that sell everything.

It's past 9 o'clock in the evening, but most of the shops are still open.

Qin Zhiai stopped, stared at the gate of the hospital, looked quietly for a while, retracted her gaze, and was about to turn around and leave when a familiar figure came into her eyes.

She was stunned for a moment, then came back to her senses, and was just about to retract her gaze, when Gu Yusheng, who was lighting a cigarette with his head down, raised his head sharply and looked at her as if he sensed something.

The movement of his fingertips froze.

Qin Zhiai's heart shrank, and then froze in place again.

The two people, separated by heavy vehicles and vast crowds, stared at each other quietly.

The noise of the commotion around him was suddenly separated, and it was far away from him and her.

I don't know how long they looked at each other like this, until a sharp whistle sounded in her ears, and Qin Zhiai blinked because she had been staring at a slightly pantothenic eye socket for a long time.

Gu Yusheng, who was originally leaning on the telephone pole and standing in a modest posture, straightened up, took down the unlit cigarette in his mouth, took a step, and walked over towards Qin Zhiai.

As he approached step by step, Qin Zhiai's expression became a little trance-like, and it wasn't until he stopped about two meters in front of her and called her name that she came to her senses: "Qin Zhiai." ”

Tonight, in just two or three hours, Qin Zhiai knew so many things, her mood fluctuated too much, and when she suddenly saw Gu Yusheng coming to her, she was a little panicked, and after Gu Yusheng called her name for a while, she stabilized her mind and replied: "Mr. Gu." ”

Gu Yusheng glanced down at the cigarette on his fingertips, it was pinched and couldn't be smoked, he threw it in the trash can on the side, only then did he raise his head, looked at Qin Zhiai with full eyes, nodded, and asked, "Why are you here?" ”

"I happened to be passing by...... Qin Zhiai stopped and asked, "...... How is Mr. Gu doing now? ”

Gu Yusheng shook his head and didn't answer.

Qin Zhiai could see that it was estimated that Mr. Gu hadn't woken up yet, so she comforted: "Mr. Gu will definitely wake up, don't worry too much." ”

Gu Yusheng glanced at Qin Zhiai, but still didn't answer.

Qin Zhiai didn't know what to say, and between the two, there was a silent silence.

In the end, it was Gu Yusheng who opened his mouth first: "Tomorrow's plane?" ”