To You, My Beloved

At first, Gu Qingcheng was waiting for Tang Shi's reply with anxiety. She was even a little excited. Will the doubt that has been hidden in her heart for three years be solved?

However, as time passed by and Tang Shi's message never came back, she began to feel that something was wrong bit by bit.

Did this news about her touch her point?

He was so angry about what happened three years ago, why did she bring it up?

Her mother had told her that no matter what happened in the past, she had finally gotten over it, so she should not let her dwell on the past...

Why did she just go and ask him?

Gu Qingcheng became a little panicked and subconsciously began to think of ways to remedy the situation and change the topic, but she didn't know how to remedy it. She just saw a glass of milk in a thermos bottle beside her, and then she subconsciously sent a message to Tang Shi: 【Do you want some milk? 】

When Gu Qingcheng sent this news, he felt that his change of topic and remedy were not ordinary.

Tang Shi would definitely not reply to her.

However, to her surprise, Tang Shi suddenly sent her a message back: [Yes. 】

Gu Qingcheng was stunned for a moment, and then sent a message saying: [Then I will send it to you now. 】

[Well, come to the balcony. 】

Go to the balcony?

Gu Qingcheng was surprised for a while, and walked to the balcony with some curiosity. Then she saw Tang Shi standing on the balcony next door, holding a mobile phone and looking at her.

The distance between the Gu family's house and the Tang family's house is less than half a meter. Tang Shi lives in the far east of the Tang family's villa, and Gu Qingcheng lives in the far west of the Gu family's villa. They are both on the second floor, with bedrooms for two people. They happen to be adjacent, and the distance between the balconies and balconies is also only half a meter.

On the balcony, only the light from Tang Shi's bedroom shone on one side of his face, making his whole person look more profound.

Behind him were the stars in the sky.

Gu Qingcheng stood at the exit of the balcony, staring at Tang Shi on the opposite balcony, lost in thought for a long time. Then she took the thermos cup and walked slowly to the end of her balcony.

As she approached, Tang Shi, dressed casually, took two steps forward.

The two of them stood at the top of their own balconies, with the white jade railings in front of them.

Tang Shi rested his hands on the railing leisurely and looked at her without speaking.

Gu Qingcheng grabbed his own railing with one hand and looked at Tang Shi for a while, then lowered his eyes and handed over the thermos cup in his hand: Here, milk.

The night wind blew slowly, blowing her long hair flying around behind her head, and even her white nightdress started to dance with it.

Behind her was a string of colored lights, flashing continuously.

Tang Shi looked at the pure and pure woman in front of him and slowly stretched out his hand.

The two people's hands met in mid-air at a height of three meters. Tang Shi took the thermos cup from Gu Qingcheng's palm and held it in his own hand, but did not drink.

Gu Qingcheng grabbed the railing with both hands and leaned forward. Suddenly, as if he remembered something, he laughed and said, When I was little, it seemed like you would often crawl to me from there.

A smile appeared on Tang Shi's lips, but his eyes did not leave Gu Qingcheng's face: That's because someone couldn't sleep while reading ghost stories in the middle of the night and had to find someone to accompany him.