Mr. Fu, after my wife is reborn, I won’t marry you unless you are the one to marry her.

"What are you thinking about?" Zhou Qing looked at him in a daze, and for some reason thought of the girl who just confessed to him, "Don't you regret rejecting that little girl just now?"

Gu Yanchuan was speechless at her imagination.

"No, the school stipulates that teachers cannot have close relationships with students."

Zhou Qing breathed a sigh of relief.

After a while, she looked at Gu Yanchuan again and said secretly, "But the school does not stipulate that teachers cannot have an intimate relationship with teachers."

Gu Yanchuan suddenly stopped, looked at her seriously and said, "Teacher Zhou..."

Before he could speak, Zhou Qing immediately interrupted him, "Okay, okay, I won't say anything anymore. I know what you are going to say. I'm leaving. Isn't it okay if I don't bother you?"

As if she was afraid that Gu Yanchuan would say something that would hurt her heart, she immediately left quickly without stopping for a second.

When he looked back and couldn't see Gu Yanchuan anymore, Zhou Qing slowed down and sighed.

She has known Gu Yanchuan for four years and has liked him for four years.

How many five years can a person have in this life?

But even if she was ruthlessly rejected every time and told solemnly by him that it was impossible to be with her, she never thought of liking someone else.

She, Zhou Qing, had always been chased from elementary school to high school in her life, and she had never hit a wall with someone like this.

This is a southern wall, extremely hard.

But I won’t give up until I hit him.

What is it about Gu Yanchuan that she likes?

Zhou Qing could not forget the scene five years ago.

That day was the eve of the Spring Festival, and it was a very cold winter. The capital received a heavy snowfall that had not been seen for a long time, so that winter was also very cold.

The party in the group ended and everyone drank some wine. Gu Yanchuan was also forced to drink some.

After coming out of the hotel and everyone dispersed, she walked back to her dormitory building step by step through the snow.

Passing by a flower bed.

Then she saw Gu Yanchuan, a man who had always said few words and was extremely calm, squatting in the open space, holding the snow in his hands, building a snowman in the snow bit by bit, and then crying while holding the snowman.

Zhou Qing was shocked by this picture.

After getting along for a while, everyone in the group knew that Gu Yanchuan was a young master from a rich family, but this guy didn't have any of the playfulness of a young master from a rich family. He was very low-key.

The only thing he can't hide behind his high profile is his innate excellence and edge.

At that time, Gu Yanchuan was the most powerful in their group, the one with the highest understanding, the one who published the most papers, and the one who completed projects the fastest.

bookworm.

Yes, Zhou Qing thinks this person is a nerd, like the kind of person who has only been focused on reading since he was a child and has never heard anything outside the window.

But that day, what she saw was not the Gu Yanchuan who talked little and was silent, nor the Gu Yanchuan who could only do projects and write papers.

What she saw was a sad and fragile young man.

Gu Yanchuan in his youth...

At that time, Gu Yanchuan was obviously 25 years old, an age that had nothing to do with teenagers. Zhou Qing didn't know why she felt this way.

She felt that she shouldn't disturb someone when he was crying, but her curiosity overcame her reason and she walked over by accident.

Gu Yanchuan didn't seem to see her coming. He didn't even look at her. He remained in a squatting position with his head lowered and seemed to be knitting something in his hands.

Zhou Qing took a closer look and saw clearly that he was knitting something with straw. The prototype looked like a bracelet.

She watched him weave the bracelet. This was a complicated matter and could not be done in one or two minutes. Zhou Qing didn't know how much time had passed until her feet became numb when she stood. I couldn't help but ask:

"Gu Yanchuan, what's wrong with you? Do you need help?"

Gu Yanchuan did not raise his head and said in a slightly hoarse voice: "No need."

After a while, he finished braiding the bracelet, wiped his tears, and then put the bracelet on the snowman's wrist.

Zhou Qing looked at this scene and was surprised.

He squatted here for almost half an hour, weaving this bracelet just to wear it on the snowman's hand.

Zhou Qing could not imagine how someone like Gu Yanchuan, who usually seemed completely unsmiling, could do such a delicate and gentle thing.

She couldn't help but ask: "This snowman...does it have any meaning?"

Gu Yanchuan was silent for a while and said in a low voice: "She has a name."

"Is there a name?" Zhou Qing was surprised again.

Gu Yanchuan said: "Well, she has a name, but she is not here. I miss her."

So you built a snowman and it looked like she was next to you?

Zhou Qing wanted to ask this, but she stopped.

At this moment, Gu Yanchuan's nose and face were red. It was unclear whether it was because of the cold or because he was drunk.

Zhou Qing realized at that time that this snowman should be someone out of reach for him. As for what kind of out of reach...

She could not imagine what kind of experiences Gu Yanchuan had to go through to do something so inconsistent with his usual image after drinking.

"Is she your girlfriend?" Zhou Qing asked.

Gu Yanchuan was quiet for a while, then shook his head, "No."

"Is that your ex-girlfriend?"

"Not at all."

Gu Yanchuan added: "We are not even officially together, so we are not girlfriends."

Zhou Qing understood.

It's Bai Yueguang.

"How long have you liked her?"

"Five years."

"I've been in love for five years but haven't been together. Does this kind of love make sense?"

Gu Yanchuan said: "We almost got together."

Zhou Qing thought about it and subconsciously thought of a possibility.

Life and death separate.

Suddenly even his voice became cautious.

"Is it an accident?"

"Yes."

Zhou Qing's heart skipped a beat when she heard Gu Yanchuan say again: "She is in a vegetative state. She has been sleeping for five years and hasn't woken up yet."

A cold wind blew.

Zhou Qing's eyes subconsciously fell on the snowman.

Only then did I realize that the snowman’s facial features were carefully outlined.

For some reason, a beautiful and delicate face appeared subconsciously in Zhou Qing's eyes.

The two of them remained silent. After a long time, Gu Yanchuan slowly straightened up.

He squatted for too long and fell to the ground the moment he stood up.

Without waiting for Zhou Qing to help him, he stood up again, took a deep look at the snowman, and then limped away.

The young man's back was outlined by the street lights, making him look thinner and more depressed.

Zhou Qing had never seen such an embarrassed Gu Yanchuan.

But now that she thinks about it, her love for Gu Yanchuan was probably buried at that time. Such an affectionate person makes people feel pitiful and heart-warming at the same time.