Take away Mr. Gu's property and run away

Secretary Wu shook his head and rejected the weekend's proposal.

"I have other arrangements, thank you for your kindness."

It's not easy to force it on weekends, so I can only go back.

Because he is going to the United States, he has been there before the weekend, so he is not a stranger. His official account: Xi Tulanya Master House has some of his own things. The only thing he took away was the watch that Gu Ye gave him before, or the clothes he had before. The clothes they wore together during the shoot.

He didn't have any money left, maybe after he arrived in the United States, he had to find a job quickly, it was impossible to use Zhou Yi's.

After leaving on the weekend, Secretary Wu immediately called Gu Ye. Gu Ye's voice was still a little hoarse.

"You've been fired, why are you calling?"

Secretary Wu's tone was a bit formulaic, and there was no big emotional fluctuation.

"Mr. Gu, do you know that Mr. Zhou is going to America?"

Gu Ye said coldly.

"It has nothing to do with me." He hung up the phone.

Secretary Wu shook his head, alas, Mr. Gu is always like this, in fact, sometimes he feels sorry for him, but he is an outsider after all, so it is not easy to interfere with his decisions.

Before leaving on the weekend, I got together with Sun Shangzai, the time passed quickly, and it was Friday in a blink of an eye.

The butler was carrying the suitcase for the weekend. The family was going to the United States by private jet, but they still had to go to the airport.

Along the way, Weekend didn't say much, just looked at the road gloomyly, and soon, he was leaving here, leaving this place where Gu Ye was.

On weekends, he didn't want to show a fragile scene in front of his family, so he lowered his head alone to cover up the mist in his eyes.

At the same time, in Gu Ye's villa, there is a mess here at the moment, wine bottles and cigarette butts are mixed together, and there are drunk people lying on the ground.

Gu Ye was holding the bottle, how he wished that he was drunk at the moment and couldn't remember anything, but the person in his mind seemed to be engraved on it, and he couldn't get rid of it no matter what.

There was an empty medicine bottle at hand, and Gu Ye took a lot in one go before restraining his urge to meet the weekend.

At this moment, a light suddenly appeared in the dark room, Gu Ye squinted his eyes and looked up, the door slowly opened.

"Rong Qiao, why are you here?" His voice was still a little hoarse and grainy.

Rong Qiao's eyes were red, and he was holding a document in his hand. He has always had a temper, but this time he couldn't help but speak in a more serious tone.

"Why didn't you tell us? If you don't treat yourself when you're sick, you just give up on yourself here?"

He dumped Gu Ye's case on Gu Ye, feeling a little agitated.

Gu Ye held the case in his hand and said in a low voice.

"It can't be cured."

Rong Qiao's voice was a little choked up, he grew up with Gu Ye, and he still has some understanding of their family's situation.

"Is it because of your mother? Ah Ye, get up, let's go get treatment together, okay?"

Gu Ye hugged the pillow on one side, like a helpless child, he shook his head stubbornly.

"No, I have nothing left, Rong Qiao, let's go!"

Rong Qiao squatted down, he gently smoothed Gu Ye's messy hair, and then asked him.

"Don't you know about this on the weekend?"

Gu Ye didn't answer Rong Qiao's words, just kept drinking. When Rong Qiao saw Gu Ye like this, his heart ached so much that he knocked over Gu Ye's bottle.

"Ah Ye, you are like this, Gu's can't last a week, you think about Xie Yun, you think about me, and the weekend, let us watch you go down like this?"

Gu Ye lowered his head and said nothing, Rong Qiao didn't know if he listened or not.

When Secretary Wu came to find him, he was still taken aback. He didn't expect that Gu Ye would suffer such a great punishment when they were surrounded by them.

Rong Qiao looked at Gu Ye like this, and finally got up helplessly.

"You, don't give up, Aye."

After he finished speaking, he turned and left, leaving Gu Ye alone again.

At the airport, the voice of the stewardess was exceptionally pleasant, introducing the past flights to everyone, frowned on the weekend, looked at the time, and was about to leave.

Sun Shang specially came to see him off, the two hugged before leaving, and Sun Shang patted his back.

"Brother, you must come back and see us."

I agreed to order a little on the weekend.

"Yes, I will."

Zhou Yi came over, waited for the weekend to separate from Sun Shang, and then said to the weekend thoughtfully.

"Get on the plane now, let's go!"

On the weekend, Sun Shang waved his hand, "Goodbye."

After speaking, he followed Zhou Yi to walk inside, every step he took, his heart ached on the weekend, maybe, he and Gu Ye may end up being destined for each other.

At this moment, an anxious male voice came from behind, shouting out of breath.

"Wait, weekend."

Looking back in surprise on the weekend, it was Rong Qiao's voice, then, did Gu Ye also come, and it would be nice to see him before leaving.

But looking back, the weekend was disappointed, only Rong Qiao was there alone, but the weekend still stopped and walked to his side.

"What's the matter, Joe?"

Rong Qiao handed the document in his hand to the weekend, his tone was a little breathless, but he still spoke very gently.

"I think you have the right to know about this, and then decide whether to leave Ah Ye."

Weekend suspiciously took what he said from his hand, which is a case report.

Weekend's eyes widened slightly, he saw Gu Ye's name on it, and couldn't help but exclaim.

"Paranoia!"

It is clearly written on it that due to the shadow of childhood, the heart was traumatized, and became dependent and paranoid on oneself in adulthood.

It is easy to be affected by these emotions, which makes his emotions uncontrollable.

Now it is heading in a serious direction, and it is very possible that after being greatly stimulated, the whole person will be insane.

On the weekend, he began to recall Gu Ye. He seemed to be planning to confess to himself once, but that time when Sun Shang had an accident, he seemed to be frightened, so he didn't dare to say it.

Looking at the time when his illness started to get serious, it was indeed the time when the Zhong family took him away.

On weekends, he clenched his fists tightly, tears dripped onto the document, and he cursed softly.

"This fool."

Rong Qiao tentatively asked about the weekend.

"Would you like to go this weekend?"

Shaking his head on the weekend, his tone was a little choked up.

"I'm not leaving. I didn't intend to let him go. I thought, I thought he didn't want me anymore."

Rong Qiao looked at Zhou Zhou's appearance, and only sighed softly.

After this incident, I hope you will be happy.

Looking at Rong Qiao gratefully on the weekend, "Thank you, really thank you."

He turned around and ran to Zhou Yi's side, bowed deeply, and said guiltily.

"Brother, I'm sorry, I can't go to America with you, I want to stay here."

Zhou Yi sighed slowly, "Okay, I respect your choice."

Weekend glanced at Zhou Yi gratefully.

"Thank you."

Then he turned around and went to Rong Qiao's side, he asked Rong Qiao.

"Where is Gu Ye now?" I couldn't wait to run up to him and tell him what I was thinking.

Rong Qiao nodded, "Come with me."

The two of them were nervous all the way. While looking at the case on the weekend, they thought about how to talk to Gu Ye.

The car stopped at Gu Ye's villa, and he was a little surprised on the weekend. At this time, he thought that Gu Ye would be at the company, but he didn't expect him to be at home.

Rong Qiao led him all the way, and finally stopped in their bedroom. Rong Qiao gently opened the door, and it was only on weekends that he could see clearly the dim environment inside.

On the weekend, he saw Gu Ye collapsed on the ground with a decadent expression almost immediately. He turned his back to them and lit a cigarette by himself.

The room smelled of alcohol and nicotine, and I didn't know how long Gu Ye had been in there on weekends.

Gu Ye thought it was Rong Qiao who came back, so he just said lightly.

"You are back, you don't need to persuade me, you and Ayun, don't worry, I have left a way for you to escape."

Seeing that the other party didn't answer for a long time, he just turned around and said in disbelief when he saw Zhou Shi's pupils shrank.

"Why are you here? Didn't you go to the airport?"

Weekend couldn't suppress his emotions, so he threw himself into Gu Ye's arms, beat his body, and cursed in a crying voice.

"Gu Ye, you are a fucking idiot, big idiot."

Gu Ye's face turned cold, and he said while trying to pull the weekend away from him.

"What are you doing? Don't forget that we have broken up, get out now."

Zhou Zhou firmly hooked Gu Ye's neck, refusing to let go no matter what.

"Gu Ye, don't try to get rid of me, I will die on your body."

Rong Qiao, who was ignored by the side, sighed, and he ruthlessly told Gu Ye the fact.

"Hey! Ah Ye, I've already told the weekend everything, you two should have a good chat."

With that said, he left this place very consciously.

Gu Ye sighed, but still made up his mind and said to the weekend.

"Since you know you're sick, what are you doing here? Are you abusive on weekends?"

Zhou Zhou held Gu Ye's face with red eyes, the two of them looked at each other, and weekend put a light kiss next to those beautiful phoenix eyes, he said firmly.

"Gu Ye, if you are sick, I will take care of you. If you are crazy, I will be like you and tie you by my side. If you die, I will be with you."

Gu Ye frowned, subconsciously retorting.

"Okay, what to say to die."

Then he straightened his face and continued to look very stern, as if he didn't intend to let go.

"We've already broken up, don't make trouble, I've already told you, Rong and I..."

Before he could finish his sentence, Weekend stretched out his finger and put it on his lips, with a firm tone in his tone.

"You still lied to me, and I said it too, from now on, you don't even want to get rid of me."

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