He is really fragrant after marrying a wealthy actor

it is good.

The layout of this plot is quite impactful, with a high-end hotel building in front, and a snack street full of fireworks at the back.

The sound of hawking, talking and laughing, and the sizzling sound caused by the oily smoke on the iron plate of the grill instantly ignited the soul of a small county town at night.

The smoke mixed with soul fragments swirled and flew to the No.19 floor of the building, where it was blocked by the glass from the summer night breeze.

Inside the clear floor-to-ceiling windows, Gu Ling was lying on the soft mattress, covered with a thin snow-white quilt, which scribbled to cover his lower body.

He shook his arm hanging by the bed, and made a narration in his mind, and then felt that his wording was like a copywriting of a Chinese barbecue series on the tip of his tongue.

Not very romantic.

Not very advanced either.

Think about it, it may not match the big star next to it.

Gu Ling thought to himself, what brought such a person to him?

Thinking of it, he couldn't help but ask, he heard his hoarse voice say: "Why do you want to marry me?"

Qi Che's slender and powerful arms had been resting on his bare back, with his fingers hanging down, rubbing gently on his waist, making him feel like a cat whose chin was being scratched.

The thinking of both of them seemed to slow down, and after several seconds of silence, Qi Che's equally hoarse voice sounded from the back of his head: "What?"

Gu Ling remained silent, feeling that it was a bit laborious to explain.

He raised his eyelids and looked at the night outside the floor-to-ceiling windows.

I don't know what time it is.

After this tossing, I am afraid that it will be far more than two hours, and it will be enough to double it.

Facts have proved that "doing it yourself" is a huge project, but in the end it didn't progress smoothly to the end, and Qi Che still took the initiative.

He couldn't remember how long it took for the tense muscles in his body to relax slowly, to tense again, and finally lose strength.Until the last time when Qi Che carried him to wash him, he didn't escape the second time in the bathtub.

The bathroom wall made of transparent glass is almost custom-made for this time. The reflection of the light on the glass makes it look like a mirror, forcing Gu Ling to see clearly. In the end, the only way to escape is to close his eyes forcefully. in difficulty.

On the soft and deep bed, Gu Ling curled up in Qi Che's arms. In the extremely quiet small space formed by the thin quilt, there was only the interlacing sound of breathing and heartbeat, which made him feel inexplicably at ease.

He hooked his fingers feebly, scratched the sheets, and finally regained some strength: "I said, why did you marry the Gu family?"

Qi Che's scumbag father said so many things, but one thing really makes sense, that is, Qi Che's marriage with him does not have any benefits at all. This is not in line with the common situation that people often choose to marry for the exchange of benefits.

After he finished speaking, he waited for a long time, but did not hear an answer.

The unexpected silence aroused his curiosity, and his limp body suddenly became energetic. Gu Ling quickly turned over and looked at Qi Che.

The two were lying on their sides, and their gazes met. Gu Ling blinked, looked at the pair of watery eyes, and subconsciously said, "Could it be... on what occasion did you catch a glimpse, and you fell in love with me at first sight?"

After speaking, he himself felt nauseous, thinking that he was really a mutant?There is actually a drive to develop in the direction of the love brain.

Qi Che smiled faintly: "Should I say yes or no?"

Gu Ling narrowed his eyes and warned him: "Nonsense, of course it is telling the truth."

"Yeah." Qi Che responded, and fell silent, "I met you on a certain occasion, but I knew the style and conduct of the Gu family at that time, so I thought you were the same."

Gu Ling: "?"

He was at a loss, wait a minute, why doesn't it sound like a good word?

"I think, if we must marry, we should just find someone who will never fall in love." Qi Che's tone was steady, but seeing Gu Ling's face getting more and more ugly, the strength in his hand became stronger, and he wanted to hug him tightly. He, "So..."

Gu Ling suddenly sat up.

Good, very good, what is love at first sight for others, but hate at first sight for yourself?

Qi Che's movements were also very fast, with just a touch of his hand, he pulled him back. Gu Ling couldn't react in time, and fell into his embrace.

"Let go!" Gu Ling said angrily.

"Don't let go." Qi Che rested his chin on the top of his head, rubbing his soft hair, "I forgot to mention it. I have other thoughts when we first meet."

Gu Ling stopped struggling for a while, thinking that if he said something outrageous, the car would have to be scrapped.

"You are beautiful." Qi Che said softly, "Like the wind in spring."

Gu Ling froze and didn't move.

These words felt nasty at first, but Qi Che's tone was so flat and sincere that one couldn't help but want to believe it.

His chin was slightly lifted, and Gu Ling was forced to turn his head, accepting Qi Che's silent and long kiss.

During the time spent together, Gu Ling whispered to himself in a barely audible voice: "I love you too."

The night wind blows the smell of fireworks, and among the hustle and bustle, no one knows the touches, deep kisses, and lingering and lust that are hard to describe even if they are announced in this hidden corner.

The next afternoon, the car got off the highway and entered a quiet and exquisite small town.

Gu Ling's eyes shifted from the navigation interface to the window, and when some pictures in the distant memory reappeared in front of his eyes, he felt a little confused when he was in a trance.

The last time I went to my parents' grave in my previous life was the third year before my death.

He didn't go there again afterward, he thought to himself, even though they had become souls, they still had to adhere to the principle of reporting good news and not bad news, so he didn't want to go there again.

Although the town is small, it has all the internal organs. Qi Che found a remote place to park his car, and the two got out of the car and walked slowly.

Gu Ling didn't do anything to cover up, but carefully blocked Qi Che's face. The car they were driving here was enough to attract attention, let alone the people.

The streets are full of shade, and the electric cars coming and going are staggered, and you can hear the sound of horns behind you if you distract yourself.

Qi Che pulled Gu Ling and hugged him into his arms.

Gu Ling came back to his senses, and was a little surprised to realize that he was in a peaceful mood.

His life in his previous life could be divided into two parts, one was too beautiful and the other was too dark, so much so that he once felt that the happiness and luck of a person's life are conserved.

And the good memories all happened in this small town, on the familiar street and the familiar facade, on the back seat of Dad's bicycle, in the arms of Mom.

Later, he came to visit the grave every year, coming and going in a hurry, not staying long, and every time he stayed for a minute, he felt that his heart was being passed again by several thin needles.

But now, he was held in Qi Che's arms, quiet and peaceful, not aware of the expected pain and desire to escape.

He even wanted to drag Qi Che around here, pointing to the breakfast shop and telling him that this was the breakfast he ate most often back then, and taking him to walk the only way home from school.

And then he actually did.

The Xiaolongbao at the roadside stall was white and fat, and he stuffed it for Qi Che, regardless of whether it was his first time eating the food at the roadside stall, anyway, he stuffed his portion into his mouth first.

Turning his head to look, Qi Che seriously finished eating the steamed stuffed bun in three bites, with a dignified expression.

"Such a small bun is eaten so politely." Gu Ling laughed and complained.

"I want to remember what it tastes like." After Qi Che finished speaking, he wrapped up the other one in his hand, and after thinking about it, he said, "You can take it back and let Sister Wang engrave it again."

Gu Ling: "..."

Sister Wang must be very helpless, it is too much a test of the tongue.

The two of them didn't say much, they walked silently on the streets of the small town.

It’s been a long time since I was able to calmly cast my gaze on every passing scenery, every doorway, and those blurred and faded memories flashed back in my vision.

Those are his treasures, he wants to pick them up and carry them in his arms, and move forward.

Towards evening, it began to rain lightly.

I bought the last remaining umbrella from any store, and when I opened it up, it was too small for two people.

Qi Che held the umbrella in one hand, and turned towards Gu Ling.

"You got wet." Gu Ling looked at him worriedly.

"It's okay." Qi Che looked down at him and said calmly, "It's pretty cool."

Gu Ling: "..."

Sometimes, he also couldn't laugh or cry at the little robot's calm and self-possessed emotions.

Back in the car, Gu Ling thought about it and re-entered an address on the navigation.

Qi Che glanced at it, said nothing, and started the car silently.

The rain didn't fall any more urgently, but kept falling like this, leaving water marks on the car window, as if they were drawn chaotically in Gu Ling's blank mind.

Such chaotic thoughts completely calmed down when they arrived at the cemetery.

After getting out of the car, Gu Ling stood silently in front of the cemetery, feeling that the rain falling on his body had decreased a lot, and when he looked up, he saw the small umbrella covering his head.

Qi Che stood beside him, with a very special look on his side face, neither sad, solemn, nor nervous.

Or maybe all three.

Gu Ling bowed his head and stepped forward.

Counting his previous life, he hadn't been here for a long time, because he didn't want his parents to see him in such a mess after being left alone in the world, afraid that they would feel that he had done something wrong, and even more afraid that they would feel distressed.

It's different now.

They should be very happy to bring such a good-looking boyfriend here, right?

Gu Ling kept walking, shuttled between the rows of tombstones, the place where his parents fell asleep seemed to be carved into the deepest part of his heart, no matter how long he hadn't been here, he didn't need to remember or hesitate, just rely on his feeling If you go, you can go there.

There was a layer of dust on the tombstone.

Gu Ling squatted down slowly and wiped off the layer of dust with the palm of his hand.

The picture of mom and dad smiling at him.

The tombstone reflected a little shadow of the people behind him, Gu Ling thought, they must have seen it, so they felt happy.

The voice like Qingxue was exceptionally deep, falling from the top of his head: "My name is Qi Che."

Gu Ling's movements paused, but he didn't speak.

Light rain pattered on the umbrella, as if in response.

The time is long, and everything frozen in that moment will never come back.

But there will always be better things, with the wishes and expectations of the old people, coming to you.

Gu Ling stood up and turned to face Qi Che.

The naturally flamboyant eyebrows and eyes were stained with a smile, and the red mole under the eyes burned a brand on the tip of the heart.

Qi Che looked at him with eyes as clear as water.

It's like a small fire hitting the remnant snow, like a setting sun falling into a deep lake.

Finally turned into spring water and the sun.

Gu Ling pushed the umbrella handle to the opposite side: "Go home."

Qi Che took him into his arms: "Okay."

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