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After two days of observation in the hospital, after confirming that Gu Xiyu's body was fine, Han Shaoqian took Gu Xiyu home.

This time, Han Shaoqian walked into the house holding Gu Xiyu with one hand and carrying his luggage bag with the other.

The same room, but a different feeling.

Gu Xiyu turned her head to look at Han Shaoqian, the smile on her mouth could not disappear no matter what.

Now, the person next to him is not only his senior brother, but also the person he has been secretly in love with for many years.He is his lover, the one who promises himself that he will go on with him.

As if feeling Gu Xiyu's gaze, Han Shaoqian turned around and looked at him with tenderness in his eyes, "What's wrong?"

Gu Xiyu shook her head, held Han Shaoqian's hand even tighter, the smile on her face remained undiminished, "I just feel that it's a little unreal, and also, very satisfying."

"Fool," Han Shaoqian touched his hair, pulled Gu Xiyu's hand, and pressed it on his heart, "Now, does it feel real?" The heart under the palm was beating vigorously, as if telling Gu Xiyu, the love that the owner of the heart has for him is just like this heartbeat, real and strong.

Gu Xiyu slowly put down her hand, blushed, and nodded solemnly.

This action reminded him of a sentence Han Shaoqian said when they were still studying together.In the past few days, he and Han Shaoqian rehearsed a love drama together. The male protagonist in the drama expresses love in a way that makes people laugh and cry. During the rehearsal break, he tentatively asked Han Shaoqian a question.

"Brother, if you have a lover in the future, how will you express your feelings to him?"

At that time, Han Shaoqian smiled heartily and replied, "Maybe, let him feel my heartbeat, let him know that my feelings for him are as real and strong as my heartbeat, and equal to my life. "

Now, this person confessed to himself and let himself feel his heartbeat, does it mean that his love for himself is equal to his life as he himself said back then?

Xiang Chen opened his eyes and sat up slowly.

His body became a little stiff and numb due to maintaining a posture. He tried to sit up straight and took the mobile phone on the bedside.In the past few days, he has been in the studio editing and editing the film. He has been busy day and night for two days, until the film is one step closer to his expectation.

He turned on the screen of his phone and looked at the two people hugging and smiling on the screen saver, with a bitter smile on his face, and the calendar showed the day when that person left him completely.

Since that person left me for a year, I started working hard to numb myself, forcing myself not to think about him, forcing myself not to be sad.

But in my heart, I was still counting the days and wanted to visit him, even if it was just a cold tomb.

Xiang Chen walked to the closet and took out a black suit from the closet.The style of the suit is very simple, and the brand is also very common, but it was carefully wrapped and packed in a bag.Even though he can now wear a suit worth tens of thousands of yuan, in his heart, the most important thing and the one he is most reluctant to part with is the suit that the man bought for him in his lifetime.

He straightened his tie in the mirror, and smiled bitterly at his haggard self in the mirror.

Just hold on, hold on, when the movie is released smoothly, he will be completely relieved, and he can go to see him.

The black Lamborghini was parked outside the cemetery at the foot of the hill.Xiang Chen got out of the car with a bouquet of bright red roses, and walked up the stone steps outside the cemetery step by step.

The weather in October is already unbelievably cold, with a little bit of rain falling, mixed with the coolness that pierces the heart.

He walked to the familiar tombstone with the flowers in his arms, and slowly squatted down.On the marble tombstone, that person was still the same as he remembered, with a warm smile.

"Azhe, I'm here to see you." He gently placed the flowers beside the tombstone, speaking in a low and hoarse voice, "You told me before that you would send me flowers every day, but now, you have to let me see you." I sent you flowers."

His eyelashes fluttered slightly, as if raindrops had fallen on them, condensed into water droplets, and fell along his face.

He reached out and gently touched Qi Zhe's cheek in the photo, but unfortunately, his hand was cold.

"A Zhe," his voice was filled with tears, "A Zhe, why did you lie to me? Do you know that you lied to me. How sad am I?"

"However, I don't blame you. After all, you didn't mean to lie to me."

"It's just." He took a deep breath and leaned his whole body against the tombstone. "What should I do if I can't bear it any longer? Let me accompany you, okay?"

"Wait for me, don't walk too fast on the Naihe Bridge, I won't be able to hold your hand if you walk too fast, Ah Zhe......"

"Soon, soon we will be together. Ah Zhe..."

After saying this, Xiang Chen closed his eyes and curled up slightly, just like when Qi Zhe was still there, he curled up in his arms.

The author has something to say:

In this chapter, it was my family, Xiang Chen, who was abusive, and felt sorry for my son.

but!Someone is coming back soon!Expect or not!

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