Secret (GL)

Just look at Gu Shuge's face flushed, and his soul and body warmed up little by little, as if he had a temperature, scorching hot.She repeated this sentence silently in her heart, and her chest also became hot.

The paper has the date, the weather, and the format of a diary.

When Gu Shuge saw the word "university", her eyebrows twitched, as if she had returned to that winter night, outside the window was covered with snow, and the window was covered with white cold mist. She sat in this position, with a desk lamp and a quill pen, Write slowly on the paper.

She looked down and wrote thousands of words, recording what happened after her death, and what she described most was her own mood and Shen Juan's reaction.

Emotions follow the words and sentences, and they are connected with the mood between the words and sentences without knowing it.

The bewilderment after death, the heartache and bewilderment of seeing Shen Juan hit my heart directly, as if I had returned to that day.The guilt and worries for Shen Juan flooded in. At the same time, she remembered the many nights in the past. She was in the apartment in England, holding her mobile phone, waiting for the bell to ring, waiting for Shen Juan's call every night. Telephone.

The conflicting emotions of guilt, fear, expectation and love spread in her chest. Gu Shuge bit her lower lip, her mind was in chaos, and many voices sounded at the same time, as if time was turning back, with light and echo, they flew out of her mind. running.

Gu Shuge felt breathless, but she didn't stop, forcing herself to endure the discomfort, and continued to read.

The handwriting is very light, as if floating, and the strength of the ghost is not much.Gu Shuge followed the description of the words on the paper, and her emotions were also aroused. She seemed to forget where she was, and completely blended into the atmosphere at that time.

Shen Juan went to the scene of the car accident, her emotions almost lost control, she returned home, sat in the dark, silent for a long time, she raised her hand to cover her face, tears leaked from between her fingers, despair and pain melted into her tears .

Gu Shuge read her diary, but she was not moved. It was full of her own happiness and sadness, joy and reluctance. However, the contents of these papers were also written by her, but they had completely different feelings.

Because on these few pieces of paper, there is Shen Juan's sadness and pain.

Shen Juan felt her presence, and she tried her best to find her, never thinking about whether this weak sense of existence was just an illusion that she missed too much.She tried one method after another, pinning all her hopes on it. She never thought about how there are ghosts in this world, and how it is possible for people to come back after death, let alone even if there are ghosts. She is really still lingering in the world, they are separated by yin and yang, and it is already a farewell.

Shen Juan didn't think about anything, she had only one thought wholeheartedly, let her go back, come back to her side, even if it was an evil spirit that was attracted, she would not hesitate to do so.

She talked to the air from time to time without any response, like a lunatic talking to herself, but she didn't care, she kept talking, in the most gentle tone, with the most restrained words, like a normal conversation, Don't say a word of fear, don't say a word of hesitation.

But Gu Shuge felt Shen Juan's collapse in his heart from between the lines.

She brought Shen Juan's emotions from her own, and her heart was bleeding.

If at that time, Shen Juan had exhausted his mind and tried his best, but still couldn't get her response, couldn't hear her voice, and couldn't see her draw handwriting after being stained with blood, what would happen to Shen Juan?

Will she rely on the sense of existence for a few minutes at midnight for the rest of her life, tell herself that Xiaoge is still there, and then talk to the air day by day, relying on a few minutes at midnight every day to support her life.

Fortunately, fate still favored them.Little by little, from only a few minutes of existence at twelve o'clock, to being able to touch blood, to the fact that her presence is getting longer and longer, the situation is constantly improving.

Gu Shuge recalled, what happened during that period, and the picture drawn between the lines, she recalled, it should be the darkest and most helpless few days, but the memory is full of determination and optimism. In this house, In the study room and the living room, Shen Juan talked to her quietly, smiled at her, comforted her, encouraged her, and there was still a faint sense of tranquility.

How did she do it, Gu Shuge thought, how did Shen Juan manage to be so calm? She was in it at the time and didn't have time to feel it. Now that she recalls it, how tender and caring Shen Juan used to put uncertainty, hesitation, And fear hidden in the bottom of my heart, I only showed her the smiling side.

Thinking of it, Gu Shuge feels distressed and guilty, hating himself for not doing well enough and making Shen Juan suffer too much.

Memories follow the contents of the paper, chaotic and numerous, and complicated, through emotions, guilt, joy