Chapter 244 Extra—Gu Huaizhi
My name is Gu Huaizhi, and my parents are married in a business relationship.
They often have cold wars and quarrels, and depression is the eternal atmosphere at home.
My father always had a cold face and told me what it was like to be the heir to the Gu family.
So I always put the interests of my family first and never reveal my emotions easily.
When I was ten years old, both of my parents died in a car accident.
My uncle started fighting for the company's shares and tried to expropriate my shares.
I think the coolness of family members is engraved in my bones. I am also such a person.
My grandma supported me and saved my shares.
Only grandma makes me feel the warmth of my relatives.
I never dare to forget what my father taught me, and I strive to become a qualified heir to the Gu family.
When I was 22 years old, I was already able to stand alone. My grandma brought back an 18-year-old girl.
A squeamish girl.
Both her parents died, and even the shares were divided up by relatives at home.
She has the same experience as me. I should feel the same as her, but I just think she is cowardly and incompetent.
I didn't have much interaction with her, we just lived together in the old house, and my contact with her was quite normal.
I never thought she would like me, and she often chased me to school.
I was just indifferent at first, but then I got a little annoyed.
The fact that she likes me has become known to everyone, and it has affected my normal life.
Grandma doesn’t know why she likes her so much and tries her best to win over us.
Later I hated her, and I hated being forced the most, but she asked my grandma to force me to marry her.
Grandma is the most important and respected person in the world to me, so I have to agree to her request.
I don’t hesitate to give her material things, but that’s all.
She always pretends to be sick to ask me to go back, but she doesn’t know that this will only make me hate her more.
Until that time she jumped off a building, she seemed to have become a little different.
At first I just thought she had broken her brain and didn't pay much attention.
And she is still stalking me as always, bombarding me with all kinds of text messages.
Only later did I realize something was wrong with her.
She is still a little crazy, but she is different from before.
She would only say she loves me in words, but she couldn't show it in her actions.
She won't revolve around me, she also has her own dreams and pursuits.
I never think that I can like or even fall in love with someone.
But feelings are indeed uncontrollable.
Unconsciously, I found that I knew very little about her, and the more I wanted to understand her, the more I wanted to know her.
I will unconsciously care about her emotions.
She is different from other girls, she is optimistic, positive and quirky.
Every move makes me dream.
Later she would even be jealous of the men she had contact with.
Just like that male model, just like Gong Yilu.
But she doesn’t take me to heart, nor does she take me seriously.
That night she was drugged and lying in my arms in a state of confusion, wanting to have sex with me.
I can't help it. I have never had such close contact with the opposite sex. She is the first person of the opposite sex with whom I have physical contact.
I asked her if she loved me, but she avoided answering.
What else can I say? Let’s talk about it after we sleep?
I pushed her away angrily, feeling depressed.
She just wants to sleep with me!
I couldn't help but feel sour in my heart, wondering if any man would do for her. She didn't come to comfort me afterwards.
As proud as I am, I should not care about her anymore.
But I couldn't help but get close to her. As long as I was close to her, I felt inexplicably happy.
An emotion called greed grew and spread in my heart.
I want her to see me, and I want her to have only me in her heart and eyes.
I'm sure she likes me, but she only likes my skin.
Later, on Chinese Valentine’s Day, she gave me a pair of cufflinks, the color of sapphire.
As the head of the Gu Group, the most important thing for me is gifts from others.
But no gift has ever made me so happy.
She loves money as much as her life, but she is willing to spend a lot of money to give me Chinese Valentine's Day gifts. How can she not love me?
Later, I took the initiative to seduce her, but she finally couldn't resist my temptation and fell into love.
I dare not ask her again whether she loves me or not.
I comfort myself that I have a lifetime to verify this answer.
I thought happiness would last like this, but it didn't.
She and Gong Yilu are getting closer and closer, and even deliberately alienate me.
She said, Gu Huaizhi... let's separate.
There has never been a word that can make my heart drop to the bottom.
I watched her put on another man's coat and get into another man's car that night, and my heart was cut.
But I still hold a faint hope in my heart, I want her to feel sorry for me.
I threw away all the restraint and rationality I had maintained for many years, and then let myself get drunk.
I started the live broadcast with luck in mind. I used my drunkenness to make a miserable performance in the live broadcast. I hope she can see it.
In the end, he suffered gastric bleeding and fell unconscious.
She appeared in front of me in a dusty state. At that moment, I knew that I had made the right bet.
She confessed everything to me.
Those things that I found strange also have answers.
We talked to each other and reconciled.
She spent a lot of money to give me a fireworks display and a grand confession.
That time, I was convinced that she loved me!
But good times don't last long, happiness is like fleeting fireworks, only for a moment.
She died in my arms that night and left me forever.
But she still wants me to live well.
For the rest of my life, the only things that will accompany me are her photos, and the text messages and voice messages she sent me.
From time to time I will take out the voice and play it, as if she has always been with me.
Those text messages that I once dismissed with disdain, I read them over and over again, and in my mind was how she typed them and sent them to me.
Every year on the anniversary of her death, I would set off a grand fireworks for her in the city center, and it never stopped.
Zhaocai passed away when I was forty years old. I buried it next to her grave, hoping that it would accompany her first instead of me.
Time passes so slowly without her...
At the age of forty, I handed over the company to Gu Jinxuan and embarked on a journey around the world alone.
She said that her wish is to travel all over the mountains and rivers, and I am willing to be her eyes.
When I see beautiful natural scenery, busy street corners, and interesting things, I take pictures of them one by one and post them on Weibo to follow her, as if she has never left.
At the age of seventy, my health was gradually failing. I returned to the apartment where we once lived together and thought about our past.
At the age of eighty, I was lying on the hospital bed, looking at her photo, touching her over and over again, thinking about what to say when I saw her, and closed my eyes peacefully.
(End)
ps: This is the end of this book~~Thank you, babies, for your company all the time. See you in the new book!