Chapter 891 Be good and let me hug you (10)
In the master bedroom.
Gu Chao sat by the window, his back straight, leaning on the case, holding a pen and writing quietly. A piece of stationery was laid out in front of him. The black pen calligraphy was elegant and thin, and each stroke was powerful and arranged. Neat.
The header contains a line of small text titled the title.
April 3, 2002.
The weather is nice today, and Grandma Wang, who sells vegetables at the door, is always saying hello to me. She must be old, and she is always reminding me that I should buy a flower for you tomorrow. I saw a child at school today with a pair of eyes that looked very similar to yours. I couldn't help but take a second look. It was so similar that I almost mistakenly recognized him.
Apart from these, today is as usual, there is nothing interesting. My parents are coming back from abroad soon, maybe next week, maybe next month.
I am trying to recall what happened every day and tell you all about it. I hope from the bottom of my heart that you will take pity on me more and come back soon.
You appeared in my dream again last night, standing on the edge of the field smiling quietly, looking very beautiful. Everyone says that time can smooth everything and take away all deep thoughts.
But I think this sentence is really hasty, because I miss you and miss you forever.
I still blame you for making me miserable every day but unable to leave. Gu Si Gu Nian is the continuation of your life. I can't let them endure the same pain as me and become helpless in this world.
Jiang Tang, Gu Si and Gu Nian are growing up healthily. If you don’t miss me, please think of them and come into my dreams. Even in the illusory and misty dreams, I am willing to kiss you deeply.
Signed: Gu Chao.
After writing, the man opened the box on the table, put the thin letter paper in, and flattened it gently.
There were already stacks of letters written on them in the box. They were so full that they could hardly hold them down.
After Jiang Tang left, Gu Chao lived like a zombie every day, in great pain.
It was Gu Sigu Nian's cry that brought him back from the brink of death. From then on, he started writing letters, letters that could never be sent, from 1987 to 2002. I don’t know if it’s because the obsession is too deep or because the love is too strong.
Every night late at night, he would habitually light a candle beside his bed and watch it burn out and turn into a puddle of wax.
Today was no exception. The candles were lit, and the man rested his arms on his head, quietly watching the dancing flames in front of his eyes, and reminiscing about those years.
Early morning.
Gu Chao sat up, walked to the window and touched his pockets.
The cigarette box is empty.
The man frowned slightly and leaned against the wall with a deep sigh.
For some reason, as soon as Gu Chao closed his eyes, he couldn't help but think of those eyes, which were so bright and clean. In addition, they also had an indescribable sense of familiarity.
This feeling is like that of a person who is about to drown. Before he is about to die, he can vaguely see the shore in front of him and the weed growing on the shore within easy reach.
Extremely ethereal and ethereal.
But it gave him ridiculous hopes.
Qing Qian's long and narrow eyes were shining with a faint light. The next second, Gu Chao took out a coat from the cabinet and walked out of the house.
There was a 24-hour convenience store next to the university town. Gu Chao walked in and took a pack of cigarettes from the shelf. The salesperson was drowsy and said welcome in a wilted voice.
After paying the money, the man walked directly to a nearby garden with street lights, lit a cigarette and held it between his two fingers. The man's shadow under the street lights was stretched very long, and his slightly thin body leaned against the flower bed, with deep facial features. Hidden in the shadows.
(End of chapter)