Cheng Zhihuan pinched the fingers of the envelope and paused slightly, "What's the matter?" ”

The old butler seemed to realize that he had said more, and hurriedly lowered his head again, "It's nothing." ”

"When people get older, their memories get worse."

"You see, I don't even know what I'm talking about."

Cheng Zhihuan saw that the old housekeeper was reluctant to say it, and he didn't embarrass him, so he smiled and said, "Then thank you Grandpa Housekeeper." ”

She put the envelope away and picked up the glass of water on the table.

"Grandpa housekeeper, rest early."

The old butler bent down slightly and answered with a "yes".

Cheng Zhihuan nodded, holding an envelope in one hand and a water cup in the other.

Back in the bedroom, she put the glass on the bedside table, picked up her phone and took a few photos of the envelope, from all angles, for her records.

After the shooting, Cheng Zhihuan tore the envelope from the top.

There is only a folded thin sheet of paper inside, and the paper is very thin and can transmit light, and it looks like a cheap notebook paper next to an elementary school.

She opened the folded tissue paper, which contained only five words on it.

But these five words made Cheng Zhihuan's head dizzy, she stared carefully, trying to recognize what these five words were, but these five words just didn't enter her mind.

It was obviously five words with very simple strokes, but she didn't seem to recognize them.

This made Cheng Zhihuan's brows gradually furrowed, and an indescribable sense of irritability rose from the bottom of his heart.

With a "click", the bedroom door suddenly opened, and Gu Xingjing's tall figure came with the shadows.

"Zhihuan, what are you looking at?"

A deep and sexy voice sounded in Cheng Zhihuan's ears.

The letter in her hand fell in response, and when she looked closely, even her face was a little pale.

She propped herself on the bed with one hand, muttering something incoherently.

Gu Xingjing walked over quickly, hugged her into his arms, and gently comforted her, "It's okay, I'm here." ”

The words [Institute of God] on the letter paper on the ground were printed into his eyes, making Gu Xingjing's face sink.

He lifted his foot and stepped on the letter, moving silently, hiding it under the bed.

Cheng Zhihuan leaned on his heart, listening to his heartbeat, and his body gradually began to get hot.

"Xingjing." She grabbed his arm and looked up at him with a bit of eagerness in her eyes, "Letter, what's written on that paper?" ”

Why just can't she recognize it?

Gu Xingjing frowned and patted her on the back, "We don't want to do that, okay?" ”

"It's okay, it's okay."

He comforted her, lowered his head, and kissed her gently on the lips with a gentle reassurance.

"It's all gone."

Cheng Zhihuan's long eyelashes trembled slightly, and there were faint tears in the corners of his eyes.

She didn't even know why she felt the urge to cry, but her body's honest response was indicative of something.

"I didn't pass." She muttered softly, "No." ”

As for what hasn't passed, she doesn't know.

Gu Xingjing held her tightly in his arms, and the soothing kiss continued, from the lips to the white neck, and finally stopped at her collarbone.

Cheng Zhihuan put his hands around his head, with a slight force on his hands, tilted his head, looked at the white ceiling, and was a little distracted.

Her body was starting to get hot again, and kissing alone didn't seem to be enough, she seemed to crave or need something else.

"Xingjing." Her long eyelashes trembled slightly, and she didn't know where the strength in her hand came from, she suddenly turned over, grabbed Gu Xingjing's wrist with both hands, and pressed it against him.

Gu Xingjing struggled for a while, but he didn't break free.

"Stop the fun?" He screamed.

Cheng Zhihuan didn't seem to hear it, he bent down, his waist sank, and his lips fell on Gu Xingjing's neck.

Eagerly and longingly kissed.

Gu Xingjing was still wearing the shirt he had when he came back from outside, and his tie tightly buttoned the shirt, covering his Adam's apple completely.

She bit her tie lightly and untied it a little with skill.

As soon as the tie is loosened, the Adam's apple that rolls up and down is no longer binding.

Cheng Zhihuan easily bit his Adam's apple, not too hard, only with a slight pain like an ant bite.

Gu Xingjing's eyes darkened, "Zhi Huan, do you know what you're doing?" ”

"I know." Cheng Zhihuan didn't look up, holding Gu Xingjing's left hand with his right hand restlessly playing with the blood-red Buddha beads at his wrist bone, with a bit of accusation in his voice, "Don't you tell me what is written on it." ”

"You're the bad guy."

The grievances seem to be overflowing.

Gu Xingjing's heart softened and explained: "There are some bad things written on it. ”

"We don't want to know, okay?"

"Bad stuff?" Cheng Zhihuan repeated, "What will be bad?" ”

"I don't seem to know those words."

It was obviously a few simple words, but in her mind, there seemed to be a membrane that isolated these words, so that she could not see them clearly.

You have to use some force to break through that layer of film.

Cheng Zhihuan's eyes were faintly red, "Xingjing, tell me what those words are, okay?" ”

With a coquettishness, it is surprisingly soft.

Gu Xingjing, who had no resistance to this move at all in the past, seemed to be iron-hearted at this time, pursed his lips tightly, and was reluctant to speak.

Cheng Zhihuan saw that he didn't cooperate at all, and his not so sober brain also had a temper at this time.

"If you don't tell me, I'll pull your beads off!"

She held the beads, as if she would pull them off in the next second.

Under her threat, Gu Xingjing spoke, "If you like it, I can buy you a lot of Buddha beads." ”

Cheng Zhihuan: ......

"You're bullying me." Cheng Zhihuan said, biting his neck punitively, this time with a bit of force, so painful that Gu Xingjing snorted.

"To say or not to say?" Cheng Zhihuan pretended to be fierce and said.

Gu Xingjing's left hand broke free, raised his hand and touched her head, and gently comforted: "Zhihuan, it's not early, can we sleep?" ”

"I'll sing you a lullaby."

When he had finished speaking, he hummed softly, "Sleep, sleep, my dear darling." ”

"All the wishes of happiness in the world."

"All the warmth belongs to you."

His voice is a little hoarse, but it is so gentle that people can't help but indulge in it.

Cheng Zhihuan rubbed his neck lightly and muttered, "You will bully me." ”

"Don't say it."

"I'll find out someday."

The film that lay in her mind, she would tear it apart herself.

From an angle that Gu Xingjing couldn't see, Cheng Zhihuan's eyes were a little more blood-red, hiding a bit of hatred that even she didn't know.

She hates the world equally, but she also loves everything in this world equally.