Don't look for the old attack in the crematorium

Lin Qingran got up shortly after Gu Wenyu left in the morning, as if pinching him to wake up and leave early.

Thinking of how drunk Lin Qingran was last night, Gu Haifeng was a little worried, and secretly observed him from the corner of his eye while eating breakfast.

Seeing that Lin Qingran's complexion improved a lot and there was no sign of hangover, Gu Haifeng suddenly understood what happened last night while drinking the porridge.

Gu Wenyu stayed in Lin Qingran's room for a long time last night, left the room after Lin Qingran fell asleep, and came back after more than half an hour. When he came back, he had an extra heat preservation box in his hand.

At that time, he still felt strange, but now that he thinks about it, it should be that Gu Wenyu went to the hotel kitchen to cook the hangover soup himself, packed it in an insulated box and fed it to Lin Qingran.

"Did you put the aromatherapy in my room?"

In the awkward silence, Lin Qingran's sudden question broke the awkward tension in the air.

Gu Haifeng paused first, lowered his head and sipped the porridge, answered vaguely, thought for a while and said, "Senior, do you think it's easy to use?"

When Gu Wenyu left, he told Gu Haifeng about the aromatherapy, and told him not to let Lin Qingran know that he put it on.

Aromatherapy is specially made by men to relieve people's mental fatigue.

It's just that Gu Haifeng didn't expect Lin Qingran to ask him, so he couldn't react for a while and could only answer vaguely.

Lin Qingran nodded gratefully: "Very useful, I slept soundly last night."

Gu Haifeng lowered his head guiltyly and didn't dare to look into Lin Qingran's eyes: "That's good."

After breakfast, Lin Qingran spent most of his time in his room, and he was reading the novel "Mud / Muddy" for the second time.

The aromatherapy in the room exudes a light and very pleasant aroma, wafting in the air and enveloping the whole room.

Lin Qingran leaned on the sofa, propped his head in one hand and flipped through the physical books he bought with the other. The aroma of the aromatherapy calmed him down.

Rouxong was lying on the sofa, with her head resting on Lin Qingran's leg, and her big black eyes were leisurely and obediently looking at the novel Lin Qingran was reading. The picture was harmonious and beautiful.

In the quiet room, there was only the slight sound of pages being turned, but the next vibration of the mobile phone broke the existing tranquility.

The mobile phone was placed on the table next to it, and Lin Qingran reached for it. It was the message from Director Wang.

Due to Fan Li's itinerary, and the director of other actors who were not satisfied with the previous scenes, they re-shooted, Lin Qingran's vacation was increased by two or three days.

Lin Qingran closed the novel and put it on the side of the sofa, hugged the meat floss on her lap, and gently stroked the fluffy and soft fur on its back.

"...Meat floss, how about taking you home for the holidays these few days?"

"Aww?" Rouxong rubbed his head against Lin Qingran, then raised his head to look at him.

Lin Qingran leaned his head against the back of the chair, his beautiful eyes were looking forward, but they were out of focus. After a long time, he lowered his long eyelashes, slightly bent the corners of his mouth, and showed a faint smile.

"I'll take you home."

City S is not far from City N, and it takes less than half a day to get there.

Lin Qingran simply packed up one or two sets of clothes and brought some necessities, carrying these luggage back to that familiar but slightly sad place.

"Ouch..."

Rouxong rubbed against Lin Qingran's arms, and rubbed her head against Lin Qingran's head, as if sensing the uncomfortable feeling, she not only rubbed against Lin Qingran to comfort him.

Walking on the alley at the corner next to the milk tea shop, the surrounding land is full of reeds, and at a glance, it seems like an endless white sea in front of you.

A gust of wind blows, and the white reed flowers are like a large white wave surging layer by layer. The white and light reed flowers flutter softly, and the golden sun shines down, as if coated with soft light.

"There were no reeds growing here before." Lin Qingran recalled, stroking the soft reed flowers fluttering in the wind with his hand, and said softly: "If grandma is still here, grandma should be very happy to see it."

"Aww..." Rousong responded softly.

Back to the home he hadn't set foot in for seven years, Lin Qingran stood at the door of his and grandma's house and stayed there for a while.

Although he hasn't been back for seven years, his and grandma's home seems to be the same as the day he left, not even dust.

"Brother, are you back?"

The neighbor aunt who just moved to his house seven years ago happened to see Lin Qingran when she came out of the house. Although it has been seven years, she still seems to remember him.

Although the two families are not familiar neighbors, what happened at Lin Qingran's house seven years ago, and his auntie saw everything when he left with his grandma's ashes.

At that time, Lin Qingran had a pale face, and he carefully held the ashes in his hands. When he came out of the house, he didn't say a word the whole time, his clear eyes had no light, like a pool of stagnant water.

His eye circles were red, which made his pale face extremely pale.

At that time, my aunt looked at Lin Qingran like that, and couldn't help shaking her head and sighing: "The fate of such a good child is too miserable."

"You just came back from another place, isn't it hard to drive?" Auntie looked at Lin Qingran with a smile on her face, and then turned her head to see Lin Qingran's home which was still as tidy as before.

She said "That's right", remembering the cold and handsome boy who came to Lin Qingran seven years ago, and said quickly: "It seemed that a boy came to you when you left, and he seemed very anxious. He's handsome, but he's tall and looks cold."

As soon as he heard what his aunt said, Lin Qingran knew who that person was. He thanked his aunt and said politely that he knew.

"He seemed to be in a hurry at the time. When he heard you moved, he answered the phone and ran away in a hurry." The aunt smiled: "It seemed that he was a little panicked, but it was indifferent to him Doesn't match."

Lin Qingran nodded with a smile, and after politely greeting her auntie, she opened the door and walked into the house with the floss in her arms.

He knew that the person his aunt was talking about was Gu Wenyu, and he didn't really want to listen to it. Besides, he didn't think the words "urgent" and "panic" that his aunt said would appear on Gu Wenyu.

Gu Wenyu is a person who knows what he wants better than anyone else. There is nothing he can't do that he wants to do, and he is the best example.

Obviously Gu Wenyu hated him and wanted him to disappear from the world, but he was able to pretend to be very gentle and favor him every step of the way just to see his own jokes.

Thinking of this, Lin Qingran shook his head mockingly and smiled, no one was more stupid and deceitful than him.

If they are really related, it is only between a deceiver and a fool.

Looking at Lin Qingran's back, the auntie shook her head, and murmured softly: "Although I'm gone, I really want to come back after so many years."

"Oh!" The auntie patted her head, and then remembered that there were still some things she hadn't told Lin Qingran: "Speaking of which, this house has always been cleaned, and every year I see the handsome guy from before coming here. I forgot to tell Lin Qingran. That kid!"

Lin Qingran entered the house, not only the outside, but also the inside of the house was exactly the same as when he left seven years ago, it was cleaned very clean but nothing was touched, everything was well put in place.

"...Why bother?" Lin Qingran lowered her eyelashes and murmured softly.

He knew that there was no one else except Gu Wenyu who helped him clean the house.

The meat floss got down from Lin Qingran's arms, and followed Lin Qing, his round black eyes kept looking around.

Lin Qingran slowly walked to the chair with pillows next to the TV. This chair was the chair that grandma used to sit on.

Leaning over and gently stroking the chair, the previous pictures gradually appeared in front of my eyes, grandma smiled kindly, and laughed at some interesting things when talking to him, the previous flashes bit by bit, frame by frame Pass.

Lin Qingran pursed her lips and smiled, but the tip of her nose was a little sore, and her eye sockets were also a little moist.

All of this is exactly the same as before he left, but the facts have already changed.

Lin Qingran stayed here at night, his room remained the same as before, but there were a few more cards in his drawer.

Take out those cards, there are seven in total, and each beautiful card has a paragraph written on it, with powerful handwriting.

Each card is dated, the earliest being the first year he was away.

The first card in the first year of the seven years said that he had seen the sea, saying that Lin Qingran once said that he wanted to go to the sea, this time he went first, and he would take him with him later.

The second and third cards, up to the latest card, all went to the places that Lin Qingran told "Gu Yanqing" before that he wanted to go.

Although the contents written on the cards are all different, each card ends with "I miss you".

Looking at the familiar handwriting, Lin Qingran slowly lowered her long eyelashes, tightened her hand holding the cards, then put all the cards into the drawer and locked them back.

He is very familiar with Gu Wenyu's handwriting, and he has seen it countless times when he made an excuse to let himself tutor him.

The moon emerged from the clouds and sprinkled silver light on the earth, and the silver moonlight sprinkled on Lin Qingran's desk through the open window.

Lin Qingran sat in front of the bed, leaning on the desk, and the previous images unconsciously appeared in his mind. His long and thick eyelashes blinked lightly, looking at the moonlight on the desk in a trance.

Perhaps there were too many memories with "Gu Yanqing" in this room, and when he returned to the familiar place, those memories that were suppressed in his heart began to come up continuously.

He had just met "Gu Yanqing" seven years ago. At that time, Han Yang was still pestering him, sending him messages to let him go out, insulting and threatening him, and getting injured all over his body because of his resistance.

When he came back with a shocking wound, Gu Wenyu was the first person besides his grandma to help him apply medicine to the wound.

Because he is used to being strong and keeping a distance from others, he doesn't need the sympathy of others, so he always does his own things and never asks others.

"Gu Yanqing" would be a little tough, but also very gentle. Even though he didn't say it when he applied the medicine to the wound on his back, he realized that he was actually in pain, so he moved more lightly to avoid hurting him.

Thinking about it now, maybe it was "Gu Yanqing" who showed the gentleness to himself bit by bit, prying away his pretended strong body bit by bit.

But...he pursed his lower lip, and smiled mockingly: "...Actually, no one else can blame me, it's my own stupidity that fell into those tenderness."

Lin Qingran was lying on the bed, her slender legs curled up, Rousong snorted into his arms, licked his chin, and rubbed against him lightly: "Aww..."

"Meat floss, I'm fine." Looking at the dark eyes of Rou floss, he smiled gently, stroking Rou floss's head: "Let's go to sleep, I hope to see grandma in my dream."

"You are so good. Grandma has always liked you. If she can see you now, she must be very happy."

"Ouch..."

Perhaps the weather is now gradually entering autumn, and the wind at night is somewhat cooler in autumn, and the moonlight emits a cool light under the surging wind.

The cool wind came in from the window, and slowly passed over Lin Qingran's body. Lin Qingran shrank her body trembling slightly, and hugged the meat floss even tighter.

The cold moonlight came in, and a black figure came in cautiously from the door, getting closer and closer, the bright moonlight shone on the man's cold and handsome face, making him look even colder.

Gu Wenyu gently helped Lin Qingran cover the quilt, walked to the window and closed the open window.

Sitting on the edge of the bed, he looked at Lin Qingran's delicate and fair side face, stroked it lightly with some distress, and withdrew his hand in a rare panic after touching him.

Last night in the presidential suit in City N, Lin Qingran opened her drunken and wet eyes, and when she saw his face, she just blinked her eyelashes lightly, her indifferent eyes were never stained with warmth.

When Lin Qingran turned her back to him, she curled up and whispered softly: "...why did I dream of you."

Lin Qingran said this very softly, but Gu Wenyu still heard it.

These words obviously don't have any emotion, but they are like a sharp knife, stabbing at the tip of his heart bit by bit.

The softest part of the heart is slowly penetrated by a sharp knife, like Ling Chi, slowly torturing you, making you feel the pain bit by bit.

Gu Wenyu clenched his trembling hands tightly, but no matter how hard he tried, his breathing was still so difficult, he felt that he was about to be out of breath due to the pain in his heart.

He would rather Lin Qingran scold him or beat him than turning his back on him without any emotion at that time.

Lin Qingran's indifference made him afraid, he was afraid of facing Lin Qingran's indifferent eyes, as if his existence had no meaning.

Whether it is love or hate, it is mixed with deep feelings, but hate is the opposite, but there will always be too much or too little emotion for a person.

but……

Gu Wenyu was choking with difficulty, and the blood flowing in his body became slow because of this. The meaning of his existence in this world is Lin Qingran, if...he couldn't imagine what happened next.

"Wow..." Rousong opened his eyes and saw Gu Wenyu, blinked at him, and gently wagged his tail.

"Hush." ​​Gu Wenyu put his index finger on his lips, signaling the meat floss to be quiet so as not to wake Lin Qingran.

But things turned out to be contrary to expectations, Lin Qingran was originally a sensitive type, and even a slight noise could easily wake him up.

Blinking his thick long eyelashes, he slowly opened his eyes, looking at the man's handsome face, he blinked his long eyelashes indifferently, and it took a long time before he moved the corners of his mouth slightly.

"...Why do I always dream of you?"

Lin Qingran didn't use interrogative sentences, he didn't seem to care about the answer, his long eyelashes drooped, and his amber eyes were empty.

"Tonight, I think of the day when you applied the medicine for the first time." Lin Qingran said lightly, her voice was so soft that no emotion could be heard.

"At that time, you were still 'Gu Yanqing'. You acted coldly at that time, but you still became gentle because I was afraid of pain. To be able to touch someone you hate from the bottom of your heart so gently, you made a lot of determination at that time, right? .”

Lin Qingran smiled softly, a faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, his beautiful eyes were shining in the cold moonlight, with a chill that made Gu Wenyu flustered.

"Gentleness can bring warmth to people, but it is also a knife, which can stab people unexpectedly when they think they have obtained happiness."

"Actually..." Lin Qingran smiled faintly, his thick eyelashes drooped to cover the emotion in his eyes, and said softly: "It really hurts..."

Lin Qingran's words were like ice needles piercing Gu Wenyu's heart one by one, it was cold and painful, but what made his heart hurt even more was Lin Qingran's sadness at the moment.

"...but I'm sorry." Gu Wenyu leaned down and gently kissed the back of Lin Qingran's fingers, and he swallowed with difficulty with a choked voice.

"I liked you at that time, but I was afraid in my heart. I was afraid that someone would affect my emotions, so I kept this emotion in my heart and replaced it with other excuses."

Gu Wenyu touched Lin Qingran's cheek with trembling hands, like treating a fragile treasure, he didn't even dare to breathe hard, and said softly: "You have never been wrong, it is all my fault, the meaning of my life is to find You, but you are the meaning of my existence."

Facing Shanglin Qingran's indifferent eyes, his voice was very hoarse: "Of course, I love you so much, I really love you, even if you let me die, I will jump down without hesitation, but please don't Treat me so indifferently, okay?"

"I'm really scared. I'm afraid that my existence is worthless to you. Although I know that I shouldn't expect anything extravagantly, I'm really scared..."

Gu Wenyu created an account as early as seven years ago, and all his assets are stored in it.

Regardless of whether Lin Qingran is interested in his assets, but he wants to give him, wants to give Lin Qingran everything of himself.

Even if he doesn't need it.

"...However, even if you give me a look, even if the look is disgusting, please don't ignore me, okay?"

Gu Wenyu's voice was choked with pain, his long and narrow eyes were slightly red, stained with emotions that went against his cold and handsome face.

Lin Qingran looked at Gu Wenyu like this, just looked at him like this, without saying a word or showing any emotion.

His hand was held by a man, and he could feel that Gu Wenyu was afraid of him pulling away but also afraid of hurting him by holding it too hard, so he didn't know how to control the restraint of strength.

The temperature of the man's palm gradually spread, maybe it was because of his exhaustion, or maybe it was because of the cold aura he liked on the man before, he just felt very tired and didn't want to think about anything.

Slowly closing his eyes, Lin Qingran fell asleep in the warmth of this man's palm that he wondered why it was clearly in a dream but was very real.

After waking up the next day, Lin Qingran opened his eyes in a daze, and the room exuded a nice faint scent of aromatherapy.

Smelling the fragrance, he lifted the quilt and stood up. The meat floss woke up earlier than him, and when he woke up, he climbed onto his thigh and rubbed against his lower abdomen coquettishly.

"Morning floss." Lin Qingran smiled and patted its head.

Getting up with meat floss in his arms, he accidentally caught a glimpse of the desk in front of the windowsill. The memory of his dream of Gu Wenyu last night flashed. His long and thick eyelashes drooped slightly, and he walked towards the bathroom indifferently.

After taking a shower, he was quite awake. He frowned suspiciously as he put on the same fragrance on the bedside table as the one in the President's suite of the N City Hotel.

Looking around the room, there was nothing missing in the room, and the layout had not changed, so he ran downstairs and happened to see Gu Haifeng.

When he saw Gu Haifeng, he breathed a sigh of relief, the doubts in his heart seemed to be answered, he asked, "Did you put the aromatherapy in my room?"

"...Good morning, senior." Gu Haifeng quietly hid the vibrating phone that had been receiving messages behind him, and he smiled guiltyly: "I let it go."

Gu Wenyu called him in the middle of the night last night, telling him to run back to S City, and sent him a location, telling him to come before morning.

He dared not disobey Gu Wenyu's order, and when he came, he found out that this was Lin Qingran's home.

He had never been to Lin Qingran's house, but he remembered that his house was here, so he guessed it right away.

Gu Wenyu told him a lot before he left just now, in case he forgot and told him one by one again by text message.

Every time the man was afraid that Lin Qingran would find out what he was doing silently behind his back, he would send him over to take the credit.

Although it is not a bad thing to replace this credit, but he is stuck in the middle every time as a middleman.

Gu Haifeng sighed silently in his heart, he sacrificed too much for the love of the "tyrant".

"That's right." Lin Qingran suddenly thought of something and asked, "Why are you here?"

The news of Lin Qingran's return home was not told to anyone. He Yi was very upset because of family affairs a few days ago, and now he finally told Han Jin that it was a sweet period, so he couldn't bother him with unimportant things.

When he went out, he brought few things with him, and then handed over the room card to Gu Haifeng, allowing him to come in and out freely during his stay in the hotel.

When Gu Haifeng saw it, he asked him where he was going, but at that time he just said that he went to S City to relax, and he didn't mention the matter of going home.

Then how did Gu Haifeng know?And he also knows the location of his home?

Gu Haifeng scratched his head guiltily, and couldn't find any decent excuses when he was in a hurry, he slandered Gu Wenyu in his heart, and said vaguely: "I happened to be going home, and I saw a large piece of reed coming over here to take a look, I didn't expect I saw the senior's house, and thought you didn't sleep well, so I put aromatherapy on you."

After he finished speaking, he felt unreliable, so he prevaricated and changed the subject and said, "Suddenly I'm very hungry, senior, let's have breakfast!"

On the table was a warm freshly baked breakfast, made by Gu Wenyu himself.

Gu Haifeng had just arrived and was exhausted physically and mentally. He lay on the sofa to rest and heard noises in the kitchen all the time. After he had rested enough, he went to the kitchen and found that it was Gu Wenyu who was cooking breakfast in the kitchen.

Gu Wenyu cooked Lin Qingran's favorite breakfast skillfully, so proficiently that it seemed that all of this was taken for granted.

This is the second time Gu Haifeng saw a man doing something in the kitchen with his own eyes. The first time was at Gu Wenyu's house, and the second time was here.

Although I've seen it before, I still can't help feeling a few words when I see him now.

At the dining table, Gu Haifeng ate the breakfast made by Gu Wenyu, but he didn't complain that much in his heart, because the breakfast made by the man was really delicious.

He sighed silently in his heart, just looking at his face, he really couldn't tell that Gu Wenyu was the type who would go into the kitchen, after all, his aura was born to go against the daily life of the kitchen.

Eating fried buns, remembering what Gu Wenyu said in the morning, Gu Haifeng asked: "Is the senior's breakfast still to your liking?"

Lin Qingran nodded gratefully: "Our tastes are similar."

It means that Gu Haifeng ordered these because he likes to eat them, and it just so happens that Lin Qingran also likes them.

Gu Haifeng nodded guiltily, thinking that this is what my brother specially made for you.

When Gu Wenyu finished making breakfast and warmed it up, he told him worriedly that this was what Lin Qingran used to like to eat, but some Lin Qingran had said that he didn't like it, so he made all kinds of it.

In the end, he told him worriedly: "If Ranran really doesn't like the food that he said he didn't like now, you can eat all of them. Ranran doesn't like to waste it."

Gu Haifeng: "..."

He forced a smile in his heart, cooperating with him as a tool man...