Lovesickness awaits

Chapter 293
Gu Yichen stared blankly, a trace of indescribable fear suddenly surged in his heart, and there was also a trace of sweetness that was hard to let go.

His fingers trembled, he clenched his fist tightly, and then slowly took it over.

I don't know when this letter was written. The envelope feels very dry to the touch. The glue on it has dried out and feels hard. It must have been a long time ago.

His fingers lightly touched the dry envelope, and he opened it very slowly.

Inside the envelope lay a piece of neatly folded letter paper. He touched it with his fingers, then paused for a moment, then picked up the things and left in a hurry.

After he went downstairs, got into the car, and sat in the driver's seat, he reached out to take the bag.

First put the letter on the steering wheel, and then go to look at other things inside.

In fact, there are not many things, except for some photos and a photo album, the rest are books about cosmeceuticals that Mo Yan has read.

Most of the photos belonged to him, and the framed ones were all their group photos, and they were on the wedding day.

Because they didn't look for wedding photos, they didn't even have a decent group photo. These group photos were all taken by the photographer hired that day. It was the first time he went to seriously look at Mo Yan's expression on the wedding day.

She smiled shyly and sweetly, and it could be seen that she was really happy, even if her husband even gave her a stingy look.

He smiled bitterly, turned over the photo, and planned to put it aside, but found a line of writing on the back of the photo, which was Mo Yan's handwriting. It was beautiful and beautiful with a strong fortitude, not quite like a girl, but similar to that of a girl. Her personality fit perfectly.

On the back of the photo was written, "The first day of the wedding: Yichen, you know, you haven't looked at me all day..."

He forgot the details of his marriage, and he didn't remember what he did that day. Whether intentionally or unintentionally, he had already hurt her deeply invisibly.

He lowered his eyes, put the photos aside, and then went to flip through the photo album. The photo album made him even more uncomfortable. The whole book was full of him sleeping, and the scene was nothing more than one place, their bedroom.

Every photo is arranged in chronological order. The number of times he came back here is very few. Every time he comes back, he just takes a shower and sleeps like a routine. Even he himself doesn't know when Mo Yan took so many photos .

He even wondered, in the past, every time he fell asleep, Mo Yan looked at him as if lying on the bedside, and this thought probably would never be answered in his lifetime.

He stretched out his hand to wipe his face, took a deep breath, and calmed down his emotions. He reached out and took the letter, and unfolded it gently. Clenched tightly.

Yichen:

When I wrote this letter, I was very uneasy. I don't know if I can accompany you until you are 60 years old.

60 years old, 35 years, sounds unbelievable.

What do we look like at the age of 60? You should already be full of children and grandchildren, and your temper should not be as bad as it was when you were young.

I secretly thought about your 60-year-old appearance. You are as handsome as now. When you are angry, you will point at me and say angrily, "Mo Yan, what are you doing!" Thinking about it, I think it is very funny and beautiful.

At that time, we are all old, and I can take those photos of myself and share them with you, let you see what you looked like when you were young, and then laugh at your beer belly and age spots.

Yichen:

When I wrote this letter, I was very uneasy. I don't know if I can accompany you until you are 60 years old.

60 years old, 35 years, sounds unbelievable.

What do we look like at the age of 60? You should already be full of children and grandchildren, and your temper should not be as bad as it was when you were young.

I secretly thought about your 60-year-old appearance. You are as handsome as now. When you are angry, you will point at me and say angrily, "Mo Yan, what are you doing!" Thinking about it, I think it is very funny and beautiful.

At that time, we are all old, I can take those photos of myself and share them with you, let you see what you looked like when you were young, and then laugh at your beer belly, age spots, you laugh at my wrinkles, and Out of shape.

Two old men and old ladies are sitting in the sun basking in the sun and bickering, how happy they are...

Yichen, if we can go through 35 years together, I will tell you how much I love you.

It was signed by 23-year-old Mo Yan.

The paper in his hand trembled slightly, Gu Yichen slammed the steering wheel with an extremely ferocious expression.

The most painful thing in the world is that when you love me, I don't love you, and when I love you, you have given up on me.

God made a big joke on him, if he could have given Mo Yan one percent of his heart at that time, he wouldn't be in such pain at this time.

He sat in the car for a long time, until he had completely calmed down, then took out his mobile phone, called the business card he had just received, and called the number/number on it. After connecting, he said straight to the point, "Mr. How much did the client of the house pay?"

Mr. Sun was taken aback, and said inconveniently, "Sorry, it's not convenient for us to disclose this, you can ask Mrs. Li."

Gu Yichen lowered his eyes and said calmly, "I have 100 million more than her, and you can get 20.00% commission from it."

Quiet over there, Gu Yichen knew that 20 was definitely not a small amount for people in this salary class. Mr. Sun seemed to be a very shrewd person, and he had enough patience to wait for his reply.

After more than ten seconds, Mr. Sun's voice came from the other side, "The agreement here has been signed, and I really can't handle it. Otherwise, I will ask you to see what the other party means."

Gu Yichen held the phone with another hand, and said calmly, "I'll wait for your news."

After he finished speaking, he hung up the phone/call.

Turning her head, she carefully put away the photo on the co-pilot and the letter, then picked up the phone and dialed Pei Yanran.

The phone/phone rang for a long time before they got connected. Gu Yichen didn't say a single word of nonsense, and said straight to the point, "Next Monday, get your documents ready. I'll wait for you at the gate of the Civil Affairs Bureau."

There was a chuckle from there, and Pei Yanran's mocking voice sounded, "Gu Yichen, aren't you afraid of having nightmares?"

Gu Yichen said expressionlessly, "You are the one who should have the nightmare, who is the daddy in Tintin's mouth? Pei Yanran, if you want to lie, please do it smartly. You are the least qualified to say this in front of me right now." Words!"

Pei Yanran's voice changed, and she said sharply, "Gu Yichen! What nonsense are you talking about!"

Gu Yichen impatiently withdrew the phone/call from his ears, and said in an extremely indifferent voice, "You know what I'm talking about!"

(End of this chapter)