The whole world is waiting for your heart

Looking at the trees flashing past in front of her, Gu Qinghe realized that she was driving fast. She took a deep breath, tried her best to relieve her impatience, and then slowly calmed down.

As soon as she entered the door, she saw the man who made her think about it day and night wearing a red dress and leaning on the bar. To be honest, she was just a little displeased at the fact that the other party was drunk, until she saw the strange man. When the man tried to touch her, she couldn't suppress the urge to tear apart the beast in her heart, and immediately stepped forward to stop it.Fortunately, she reacted in time, otherwise the man's wrist would have been broken by her.

Gu Qinghe drove the car with one hand, his eyes quietly looking straight ahead.

In so many years, it was the first time that she had such violent mood swings.

Suddenly there was a slight murmur from that person next to his ear, and Gu Qinghe stepped on the brakes immediately nervously. Fortunately, Yan Zhen buckled up his seat belt and did not feel uncomfortable due to the sudden violent impact.

Gu Qinghe put the car in gear, and carefully adjusted the posture for the other party. She had already adjusted the temperature in the car, but she was still afraid that the other party would feel cold, so she took a blanket from the back of the car and gently covered Yan Zhen. body.

In his sleep, Yan Zhen seemed to have adjusted his posture and snorted comfortably, and then his slightly parted lips with a smile looked extraordinarily charming under the moonlight. Gu Qinghe looked at the person in front of her who she had missed for 11 years, carefully She gently used her fingertips to brush away the broken hair attached to the eyes of the other party. Her movements were very light, for fear of waking the other party up.

"I miss you so much, you know?"

Gu Qinghe murmured softly, her eyes were flooded with unseen emotion, but in the end she withdrew her hand and continued to drive.

It was already two o'clock in the morning when she got home, she wanted to gently support Yan Zhen to take the elevator, but Yan Zhen was not awake yet, so she didn't want to disturb her, so she slowly hugged Yan Zhen and took the elevator.

Yan Zhen was not very heavy, so Gu Qinghe hugged her very easily.To be precise, she always felt that Yan Zhen was thinner than before. Is it because being a star requires abstaining from eating?Thinking of this, Gu Qinghe felt a little distressed.

When she opened the door, Yan Zhen put his hands around her neck unconsciously, then rubbed against her neck, and let out a very comfortable moan.

Gu Qinghe had no choice but to let the other party surround him, entered the room and gently put Yan Zhen on the bed.Her movements are very gentle, as if treating rare treasures with affection.She helped Yan Zhen take off her high heels. Yan Zhen's heels were red from wearing high heels, and even scratched his skin.

Gu Qinghe felt extremely distressed when he saw this, this guy never knew how to protect himself before.With a slight sigh, he found the medicine box, took a sterile cotton swab and wiped it for the other party.

"Hmm...it hurts."

In his sleep, Yan Zhen frowned unhappily because of the pain, and even kicked her.

Gu Qinghe had no choice but to stick it on the other party with a band-aid, and rubbed Yan Zhen's red little toe by the way.

She could clearly smell the scent of flowers on Yan Zhen's body just after taking a bath, but when she thought that Yan Zhen went there to drink and was almost touched by a strange man, Gu Qinghe frowned and boiled hot water. Wipe the opponent's body again with a hot towel.

When she wiped the other's wrist, Gu Qinghe was obviously stunned. She stared at the bracelet on the other's left hand for a long time. After all these years, Yan Zhen was still wearing it.

I have to say that when she looked at the old bracelet, she was very touched.

She wiped the corners of her eyes and wrung out the towel again. Her movements were careful and her strength was very gentle. Yan Zhen in her sleep did not realize that she was being cared for in this way. She only felt that her body was very comfortable and relaxed. In the center of a huge soft cotton candy, the surrounding air is sweet and comforting. It seems that she has not fallen asleep so peacefully for a long time. She is very attached to this feeling, so she does not want to wake up from the dream.

The corner of Yan Zhen's mouth curled up slightly, she was sweet in her sleep.

Under the moonlight, Gu Qinghe lowered her eyes and looked at Yan Zhen on the bed, the person she had been waiting for and looking forward to for 11 years. She has been relying on her imagination to paint every age of Yan Zhen with a paintbrush all these years. Yan Zhen's appearance is no different from what she remembers, but her brushes can't show the appearance she wants and desires most.

The person who kept her awake all night, and at this very moment, Yan Zhen was actually sleeping on her bed, she was not dreaming, she was real, alive, and could be touched...

Gu Qinghe's eyes were wet in an instant, the most complicated emotions buried in her heart for 11 years suddenly rushed to her heart, how could she not be excited.

She stared at her sweetheart on the bed with incomparably nostalgic eyes, she was more stubborn and affectionate than she imagined.

She didn't even have the heart to disturb the other person's sleep, even though she was so eager to kiss her awake, yes, she had known for the past 11 years that her feelings for Yan Zhen should not exist.

The longer it is buried, the deeper the desire.

In the end, she didn't reach out to touch her, but stared deeply at the person on the bed with her eyes. She used her eyes to sculpt Yan Zhen's outline over and over again, engraving it in her heart.

She covered Yan Zhen with the quilt, adjusted him to a healthy and comfortable posture, and then turned off the night light.She put on a coat herself, walked outside the balcony, and lit a cigarette.

She actually doesn't like smoking, she has always felt that the smell of smoke is bad, but when she is in the most painful, sad, and depressed time, this thing is indeed the best refrigerant to keep her awake.

She wasn't actually sleepy, she became more sober with the cold wind blowing.She has long forgotten how to fall asleep, sometimes sitting alone on the sofa, she can sit for half a day, waiting quietly, an extravagant waiting.

Waiting is addictive.

Gu Qinghe snuffed out the cigarette butt, poured out the last wisp of smoke, smiled wryly and shook his head.

***

A ray of extremely soft sunlight in the morning poured down, gently shining on the sleeping beauty who was as beautiful as an angel on the white bed.

Yan Zhen frowned slightly, and turned sideways, she couldn't wake herself up, because this mattress as soft as cotton candy made her obsessively want to stay for a while, even for a minute.She changed her posture comfortably, and the fragrance that permeated the tip of her nose was the familiarity and longing she had been longing for, and this fragrance belonged only to Gu Qinghe.

Gu Qinghe! ?

Yan Zhen suddenly woke up from the dream, she slowly sat up straight, the hangover headache made her unable to help rubbing her head, she opened her eyes and looked at the strange surroundings, here——

Not her house.

Only then did Yan Zhen realize the seriousness of the matter. She immediately lifted the quilt and was about to get up, but at this moment, she saw that she was wearing an unfamiliar pajamas.

What she can be sure of is that this nightgown is definitely not hers. She can't buy black nightgown, although it looks very good in texture.She stroked her shoulders and thighs, as if someone had wiped them with a towel, with a silky fragrance that smelled like the owner of the room, and there was a Band-Aid on her ankle?

She was a little confused, because this fragrance confuses her, because she has only smelled this fragrance on one person in so many years, and she will never forget it.

"This, what's going on here..."

She gently put on her slippers, walked slowly in the house, and observed.The owner of this house must be a clean freak.Simple and indifferent style, elegant and clean, it seems that every corner is cleaned spotlessly, everything is placed neatly, even though there are some small vegetation planted on the balcony, the surrounding area is also cleaned extremely clean.

Yan Zhen walked to the balcony quietly. She knew this kind of vegetation, but it hadn't bloomed yet. The flower that bloomed should be—little daisy, her favorite flower.

She looked at all this in surprise, and she could instantly think of who the owner of the house would be, but she was not sure, because she was afraid that she would be extremely disappointed if she turned around.What she has to do now is to get her mobile phone and ask what's going on.

She only vaguely remembered that she drank a lot of wine at Bosheng's place last night. Logically speaking, she should be picked up by his assistant Tan Heng or stay in Bosheng's hotel, but she was brought here to this strange environment.

Yan Zhen walked into the living room and saw her purse hanging on the coat rack, she took it off decisively, took out her mobile phone, and continued to look at everything around her.

She looked at her phone, well, it was turned off. After she restarted the phone, countless messages flooded out in an instant, almost all of which were text messages from Tan Heng, Lu Ming, and Bo Sheng. It's about to explode.

She didn't call anyone right away, but opened the message they sent, Tan Heng changed from the original worried tone to let her have a good rest, Lu Ming eat melon alone, Yu Qiong asked her where to go Yes, and Bosheng, the culprit Bosheng, actually sent her a sentence like this——

(Sweetheart has grown up, it's time to eat meat, don't be too intense, because it will hurt the next day.)

Damn, what kind of stuff is this posting! ?

She covered her forehead with a headache, what kind of private things did she say to that shit Bosheng last night, God, she swore she would never get drunk again.Yan Zhen felt that she was unbearably thirsty, so she had to walk into the restaurant by herself, looking for a glass of water to drink.Although she is still a little groggy now, she can't figure out the situation.

She was surprised to find that the center of the dining table was covered with a transparent iron table cover. Yan Zhen gently lifted the table cover, and found that the other party had prepared a hearty breakfast for her. There was a bowl of millet porridge in the all-white ceramic tableware , a fried egg ham, and a small delicate side dish.

Yan Zhen looked at all this blankly, she couldn't help herself not to notice the beautiful note on the table.

(There is a cup of honey water in the incubator in the kitchen to hangover. If the food is cold, you can heat it up.)

There is no signature, but she knows who wrote it, even after 100 years, she also knows.

God, why is she in her home?

At this moment, Yan Zhen is fidgeting like a girl in love who is about to meet her sweetheart. Joy, surprise, bewilderment, confusion, restlessness, anxiety and all kinds of complex emotions are gathered in her mind at once.Her face quickly turned red at a speed visible to the naked eye, and she even felt hot all over, no, she had to drink a glass of honey hydrolysis to hangover, no, she should quickly untie her head.

She took out the cup of prepared honey water and sipped it. The taste was just right and she liked it.She really doesn't remember what happened last night at all now, and the fragments after the hangover are vividly expressed on her body.

"Ahhh, dying, it's really tormenting, to forget the most important thing so completely..." She drank the honey water in one gulp.She really couldn't remember anything, not even a little bit of last night.

She didn't even know if she lost her temper last night, she probably didn't vomit! ?Absolutely not.Did you do anything that annoyed Gu Qinghe?Why is the second meeting in such a shameful way!

Yan Zhen was sobbing and stomping on the wall in distress at this moment. The beauty and figure she had always been proud of were useless.

"It's too embarrassing, kill me... woo woo woo..."

She originally thought that she should knock on the other party's boudoir at any time in the future, and use any posture she prepared, yes, any posture that makes people intoxicated, at least not in a hangover way. meeting.

The author has something to say: Don't worry, you will continue to embarrass me, little Yan Zhen~

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