Drifting Towards You

In the evening, Gu Xiangsi rushed to the agreed place early, a few minutes earlier than Zheng Lingyu's arrival.

Not long after, Zheng Lingyu hurriedly arrived and sat opposite her.

"Look at what to eat first?" Zheng Lingyu pushed the dish to Gu Xiangsi.

"What are you eating? How is my dad? Don't tell me how I am in the mood to eat." Gu Xiangsi didn't meet him either. After all, the two had grown up together, so they didn't have that much taboo.

Mentioning this, Zheng Lingyu fell silent and looked at her silently.

The scar still remained between his brow bones, and the other injuries were basically gone.

The more he didn't say anything, the more nervous Gu Xiangsi became.

After a long while, Zheng Lingyu said, "Didn't Su Jincheng tell you anything?"

Gu Xiangsi shook his head, clasping his hands tightly in front of the table.

"Why are you so hesitating, do you mean it?" Gu Xiangsi was a little anxious.

Zheng Lingyu let out a sigh of relief, and then said: "Lovesick, the news is still not completely certain. But before I say it, you have to promise me that you have to calm down no matter what."

"Good." Gu Xiangsi said softly.

"I've heard news that... Uncle he had a heart attack two days ago. It seems...that he could not be rescued." Zheng Lingyu spoke slowly in a low voice.

Gu Xiangsi looked at him blankly, almost suspecting that there was a problem with his ears.

Zheng Lingyu glanced at her, avoiding her sight and daring to look at her.

"What do you mean... you didn't come to the rescue?" Gu Xiangsi asked softly, with a slight tremor in his voice.

"Acacia, don't get excited. Now the news is not completely certain, maybe... it may not be true." Zheng Lingyu's gaze fell on her face, his gaze was complicated, and he spoke with some difficulty.

Gu Xiangsi picked up the water at hand, poured a glass, and then said: "Who did you hear the news from."

Zheng Lingyu laughed at himself: "I've been in this circle for so many years, so I will eventually hand over some people."

Gu Xiangsi stood up and looked at him and said, "I don't believe it, if something happens to my dad, Su Jincheng will tell me."

When the words fell, Gu Xiangsi turned and left, his eyes flushed, but he tarriedly refused to let the tears fall.

She doesn't even know what she is still insisting on?

Or, what are you still believing.

Zheng Lingyu stood up and looked at her back and said: "He will tell you? Lovesick, you also expect someone who sent your father to prison with his own hands will tell you what!"

Gu Xiangsi's footsteps paused, but there was no sound.

There was a burst of fishy sweetness in the throat, like the smell of blood.

Gu Xiangsi didn't know how she got out of the hotel, but felt that the heavy snowfall was no better than her heart cold at the moment.

She walked to the side of the road, and finally couldn't hold back a tear.

Dad, are you dead?

Is it gone?

Is the man who scolded her and beat her, but gave her all the love, really is gone?

In such a snowy day?

Will he feel cold, will he feel sad.

She doesn't believe it, she doesn't believe it.

She didn't believe he was gone.

Gu Xiangsi raised his hand to wipe away the tear marks on his face, staggering.

When I got home, it was less than eight o'clock.

There is still his cooked food on the table, and he has not yet returned.

Gu Xiangsi sat on the sofa, turned out a bottle of wine, poured himself a glass, and drank it himself.

When Su Jincheng came back, it was almost ten o'clock at night.

Years later, because it is related to job transfer, if he wants to go up one level, he will naturally have to pay a little more than others.

Besides, Gu Xiangsi didn't want to see him either.