After the innocent single-soldier king was picked up by the drama queen

"So what do you want to say?" The woman's soft and crisp voice sounded very clear in the ward, appearing heartless and heartless, "You said I slept with your body? I slept, so what if I slept. And No matter it has nothing to do with your sleeping spiritual body, even if it does have some relationship, from your and my standpoint, you can only stand aside obediently."

She walked past him indifferently, but the man held her wrist.

Gu Chu turned his back to him, his thin eyelashes trembling.

A few quiet seconds.

"Gu Chu," he called her name, not as humble a request as in his memory, but still lowered his attitude, "Actually, I saw a bit of our past memories, the familiar ruthlessness and coldness, but I don't understand how you treat me. hostility..."

"Can you just cut off the four years? Hate, love, struggle, resistance, even disappointment and sadness, those are the memories that belong to the two of us."

"You stood at that height and deprived me of my past in an understatement. I can't ask for it, and I won't ask for it from you again, but can you try to live in peace with me?"

I don't know when, the hazy mist in the man's eyes dissipated, and he stood in front of her, lowering his head slightly, staring at her for a long time, his clear pupils revealing something complicated or a little affectionate.

The evening breeze lifted a little of the gauze on the window, giving me the illusion of being separated from the rest of the world.

She raised her bloodless face and smiled wantonly at him, half provocative and half indifferent, "Qin Chaomu, if you really regain your memory, you will know why I don't want him."

"Also," she withdrew her wrist from his big palm and said in a cold voice, "Don't cross the line. Our identities are clearly defined now. Pay attention to the yellow line in front of you. Peep at me but don't cross it. Do you understand?"

"I will pretend that I have never heard of what you told me today. I will re-examine the drawings for the reconstruction of K Island tomorrow. I hope your first mission will not disappoint me."

After that, she passed him by.

After an unknown amount of time, the man's stiff body moved.

Watching the man's retreating back, his tall and slender figure was stretched a lot by the bright lights, making him look even more silent and lonely in this night when there was almost no one around.

She went from gnashing her teeth and being hysterical to now being downright peaceful.

Without those memories, he couldn't even identify her mask.

After an unknown amount of time, he lowered his head and took out a cigarette from his trouser pocket. A subtle red light illuminated his eyebrows, and soon, his whole body was deeply and shallowly immersed in bluish-white smoke.

……

The night falls, the twilight is getting thicker, and the sky is filled with a dark blue mist.

It was already eight o'clock in the evening when I returned to Jimuge from the hospital.

The black Rambo drove smoothly and quietly. Guishou looked at the man following him in the rearview mirror with mixed feelings.

There were very few men she couldn't see through, and Qin Chaomu was one of them. The affection between the past and the deepness now was like an abyss, blurry and without boundaries. Maybe he would fall into it if he took one step forward.

Maybe this is why Gu Chu didn't dare to touch it again.

She looked at the face of the little girl leaning against the car window with her eyes closed. The face was stained with thorns, but she was actually so soft on the inside that it made people feel distressed.

The door of the carved courtyard slowly opened, and the black Rambo stayed for a while before entering the inner courtyard.

Guishou still sent a message to the man behind him: [She is asleep. 】

The black trousers fell to the ground from the car behind him. The dignified and handsome man came over and opened the driver's door very gently.

The light was very dark, so dark that the face that used to look bright and bold now looked lonely and dim.

He looked down at the side face, and a cold silver needle penetrated the softest part of his heart little by little. The long and thin pain was caught off guard and could not be ignored.

He picked her up, ignored the nervousness and astonishment of the three life stewards, and walked up the three stairs.

The surrounding was very quiet, as quiet as if he had been awakened by the commotion. Gu Chu almost subconsciously grabbed the man's shirt, felt the man's familiar breath, and touched his face hazily.     “Where are you?”

"Rose Garden."

Gu Chu said tiredly, "Put me down."

The man's voice was clear and low, with the same softness and indifference as always, "We are already here, and we are not far behind in these few steps."

When I walked to the living room, I saw the man going up the stairs again. The housekeeper said tremblingly: "Are you feeling uncomfortable somewhere?"

"No," Gu Chu patted the man and said in a gentle voice, "Put me down."

When he reached the last staircase, he saw the man passing by the tea room and striding toward the bedroom. Two housekeepers immediately blocked the door.

"Master Baihu, just come here, we will take good care of the Lord."

The two life housekeepers are both ladies in their thirties, wearing black and white skirts. They have a distinguished temperament, but their expressions are highly nervous.

"Put me down," he said coldly, as if he was tired and didn't want to argue with him.

Qin Chaomu put the person down, turned around and opened the bedroom door without saying a word.

"Eat something before going to bed. The doctor said that it will be uncomfortable on an empty stomach."

Silently, he spoke faster and faster.

In the silent corridor, she turned around and closed the door to her room.

Behind her was a man's voice commanding, "Stew some pork ribs with red dates and yam. Remember to add some shiitake mushrooms. If she doesn't want to eat the ribs, don't force it. Add some ginger slices to remove the smell..."

Gu Chu's steps were erratic, and she bumped into the makeup stool before she had taken a few steps. The sheepskin chair shouldn't hurt if she bit it, but she was someone who was afraid of pain when touched, so she felt an excruciating pain.

The man's ears were very good, and his gentle and indifferent brows suddenly frowned heavily, and he knocked on the door without thinking.

"Lord Baihu." The life butler immediately stopped him.

Then he turned around and knocked on the door softly, "Lord, can I come in?"

"No need," Gu Chu sat on the carpet, silently in the darkness, except for the hoarseness and calmness of his voice, "I'll take a nap and move the video conference to tomorrow."

"You sleep and I'll take care of it." came the man's deep and steady voice. After a moment of silence, he added, "If you need anything, call me at any time."

He stood for a while, seemingly not hearing the sound, and then spoke again: "My phone will be on 24 hours a day."

Gu Chu didn't know how long he stood at the door, maybe three minutes, five minutes, or even longer. It wasn't until the life housekeeper urged him again that the man's footsteps gradually faded away.

Gu Chu curled up in the quilt, her thin eyelashes trembling slightly. Her eyes were red, but she did not shed tears, but there was a slight red tint in the corners of her eyes.

No one could understand how she faced all this alone, the child in her belly, the huge family chores, and the gazes of the elders and military commanders.

After experiencing reluctance, sadness, and nostalgia, I fell into the comfort of another person like a poppy flower.

It was only at this moment that she realized that the comforting Qin Xiaoguai would always be a shadow.

And she didn't dare to want the real him.

He was abandoned twice.