I am in the dust when I love you

In the evening, Gu Qinghan was standing in front of the window of the office, not knowing where to go.

Jian Ruijue's ashes were found, and she also recovered her memory.

There should be an end to those past events.

Suddenly, the phone on the table rang.

He picked it up.

"Hello, Young Master Yu."

"Mr. Gu, please go back to the Haoting Villa. My wife has some things and needs to get them back."

When Gu Qinghan rushed back to the mansion, Yu Chonglou's car was already waiting outside the door.

Looking at this familiar yet unfamiliar villa, Jian Zhen felt calm in her heart.

She and Yu Chonglou walked out of the car hand in hand, ignoring Gu Qinghan who was standing at the door.

Before recovering her memory, she had neither love nor hatred for him.

But now, she doesn't hate, she seems not so open-minded.

Looking at Jian Zhen's colder eyes, Gu Qinghan's heart ached.

It seems that she has regained her memory.

"President Yu, Jane Zhen, please come inside."

The moment she stood in the Haoting villa, Jian Zhen's face was calm, but her heart was full of mixed feelings.

Here is where she stayed for nearly six years.

It was a place where she was almost isolated from the world for two years.

When she saw the mole in his hand, she was ecstatic and rushed to his side desperately. Now that she thinks about it, how blind she is.

My little brother's mole is on his right hand.

And Gu Qinghan's mole is on his left hand.

Heh, the six years of being a slave really taught her what is difficult to force.

Yu Chonglou put his arms around her and whispered in her ear: "Honey, we've got the things, let's go home."

Jian Zhen turned her eyes, and the corners of her mouth curled up.

Fortunately, as time went by, she did not lose herself in the end, and gave him a complete self.

"Ok".

After a while, we will go home.

After entering the door and taking two steps, the familiar kitchen suddenly appeared in front of her.

It was like throwing a stone on a calm lake, causing waves of memories to ripple in circles in her mind.

It was the place where she had stayed the most.

In the first four years, she had no place to live here.

When she is done with work, she always likes to hold a stool, lean against the door frame of the kitchen, and stare at the door that is close at hand.

I hope that in the next second, that expectant figure will push the door in from the outside and say, "I'm back."

Oh, at that time, I was really stupid.

She is just a flying fairy outside the sky, and Gu Qinghan is just a lodging guest. No one would have the desire and warmth of home here, so why would she care? She, an outsider, exists like air.

Looking around, here, it is no different from a year ago, every brick, every tile, every plant and tree, all remain the same, without any changes.

She realized that every corner was engraved in her mind, no matter what, she couldn't get rid of it.

Jane really laughed at herself.

I am really, really funny.

On the way upstairs, Gu Qinghan had already opened the door that belonged to Jianzhen.

The moment she stepped into the door, Jian Zhen always felt that her heart was suddenly wrapped in a salty liquid, dull and painful.

But she suppressed the discomfort and kept them in her heart. There was no moisture in her eyes.

Countless memories accumulated for a long time rolled like a wave in an instant. Even after a long time, those memories engraved in her bones still tossed her, and she almost cried out in pain.

This is where she lived for two years.

A place that seems to be a cage, and hell.

As soon as I entered here, the familiar suffocation, expectation, and despair all rushed to my heart.

She narrowed her eyes severely, and then her painful eyes regained clarity.

"Be careful, don't knock the corners."

Yu Chonglou directed the workers to move the piano out of the room.

Jane turned around and couldn't help laughing.

Grandpa, the piano, I found it.

When I get back, I will play you your favorite piano piece.

When the workers went out, Jian Zhen bent down and opened the zipper of the trolley case.

He picked up the glass bottle nestled in the corner of the box and wiped it, then shook the dried fireflies inside.

In front of his eyes, there appeared the light that looked dim in the dark night, but was extremely bright.

Smiling, Jane put it back gently.

This is the first gift my little brother gave her, and she must not lose it.

Fortunately, it is still there.

Looked through some old clothes.

Why is that album missing?

She remembered that besides these old clothes and glass bottles, she put the picture album in.

Forget it, see you or see you.

Left and right, nothing important.

The important things are still there.

Out of the corner of my eye, I spotted a set of quilts that were neatly folded and placed on the floor at the foot of the bed.

Jane pursed her lips, and then smiled ironically.

The days when someone was guarding him probably caused his arrogance.

It seems that fantasizing about the air is much more comfortable and beautiful than living in reality.

"Jane Zhen, upstairs, why don't you go and have a look?"

On the roof terrace, he planted her favorite lavender.

After handing the box to Ye Fen, Jian Zhen raised her eyes and glanced upstairs.

Heh, do you want to see the tulips that represent your love?

She's not interested in seeing something so eye-catching, nor does she bother to look at it.

These people will be faded out and forgotten from her life for the rest of her life.

If you step out of here today, you will never have the possibility of stepping in here again.

"Upstairs, I planted the flowers you like."

Seeing that she was about to leave, Gu Qinghan finally couldn't hold back, and wanted to keep her from staying for a while.

Even 1 minute is fine.

He was afraid that if we bid farewell today and see you later, he would no longer be in her eyes.

Jane really stopped.

"Lavender? Heh, I used to be blind and blind, and I wanted to comfort myself with the language of this flower. As long as you are willing to wait, there is no one who can't wait, and there is no situation that can't wait.

I always thought that after a long winter, there would always be spring, and I would see the spring water warm and colorful; after hard work and waiting, I would always be able to reap fruitful sweetness and fragrance; I always thought that a heart is changing through the four seasons , looking forward to seeing through, can always get someone else's look back, a turn around.

However, we were all wrong.

Looking back or not has a lot to do with being willing.

People in the world spend their time waiting for the green light, for the bus, for the rain to stop, and for the snow to fall.

But there is always a fool who waits in the four seasons of wind and rain, waiting for someone to never return.

Fortunately, the wind stopped and the rain fell, and the sun told me that not everyone who waits in the world is suffering and hopeless, but most of the time, when we wait without fruit, we stand at the wrong crossroads.

Mr. Gu, I still say the same thing, I don't blame anyone, I only blame myself.

From then on, we will never see each other again. "

Saying that, Jian Zhen took Yu Chonglou's arm, step by step, out of Gu Qinghan's sight.