Romance White Book

Gu Yao's eyes flashed slightly and said with a slight apology: "I'm sorry, Miss Qiao, these are my old things. I thought they were all lost. I didn't expect a Nian to collect them for me. Maybe you can't help me."

Qiao Yimo, "..."

Old things?

Before she died? Fu Sinian kept it?

Her eyes quietly looked at the man who was looking for him. Her heart was slightly cold, and her pink lips gradually closed into a straight line.

Does Gu Yao mean to express something to her?

It's getting dark outside, and the light in the room is a little dark. She reaches out and turns on the desk lamp. She smiles with no emotion on her pretty face. "It's so late. Miss Gu will stay for dinner. You keep busy and I'll go down to cook."

Gu Yao took a look at Fu Sinian and said with a polite smile, "that will trouble Miss Qiao."

"No trouble."

Joe pulled at the corner of his lips with foam, turned around and left. At that time, a man's voice suddenly sounded behind him.

"It should be these."

She made a slight pause, but she did not stop and went straight out.

Gu Yao glanced at the closed door, picked up what the man had found, looked at it carefully, and said with a smile, "these are the only contact I have with them. Thank you for keeping them in good condition. If you can find them, you will really help me a lot."

Fu Sinian stood up, picked up the things on the table, put them into the box, and pushed them to her. In a low voice, "these were found in your room at the scene of the burning. Since you are still alive, it's time to return them to their original owners. Compared with what you paid for me in those years, this help is nothing."

Gu Yao smiles and looks at him with some ugliness, "ah Nian, do you have to be so clear with me? You keep these things for so many years, isn't it because you have been reading me in your heart? Why do you cheat me

"It's you who deceive yourself Fu Sinian suddenly looked down at her. Her eyes were dark and her expression was cool. "The dead always leave a deeper impression than the living in one's heart, but even so, there are only a few short years. You should be happy. If I remember earlier, today's pile of things is not in the garbage can, but also in the garbage station."

After a breath, Gu Yao's delicate face was a little pale, and his smile was hard to maintain. He clenched his teeth and said, "I thought I had been with you for more than ten years. Even if you didn't treat me as a family member, I should be the best friend. Today I found out how ridiculous it was. I even wanted to know how happy you were when you were with me seven years ago? Are you really sad when I die

Looking at the cold and dark face in front of her, she could not imagine that he would be sad for a woman, even if that woman had spent the most difficult life with him in ten years.

Fu Sinian's calm and warm eyes suddenly cooled down, and thick and dark anger gushed from his whole body. Suddenly, he raised his hand to hold her jaw and pushed her against the bookshelf. He looked down at her. His voice was covered with icy slag. "Gu Yao, are you trying to make me angry?"

Seven years ago, everything was taboo to him, including the woman in front of him. No one could mention it.

Gu Yao was scared, touched his eyes, the bottom of his heart shook hard, but his face still maintained a charming smile, "do you care?"

"I know why you are so angry. When you see me alive, you want to tear me up, right? But I couldn't give up. As soon as I mention seven years ago, you are angry, alienated and indifferent to me. Is it because of the resentment in your heart? What do you want me to do so that you can accept that I'm really back? "

The man's Adam's apple rolled silently and looked at her without expression.

One high and one low, the man pinches the woman's jaw with one hand, not far away from each other, but from a distance, the man's broad shoulders completely cover her, and her posture is somewhat ambiguous.

Gu Yao stares at his handsome face for a few seconds, and suddenly stands on tiptoe and kisses the man's lips.

Fu Sinian was in a trance and did not dodge.

Just at the moment of touching, a sound came from the door and suddenly interrupted their movements.

Fu Sinian's black eyes were clear and bright in an instant. He turned his head and looked at the past. His pupils shrank suddenly. His expression was still indifferent like water.

Joe stood stiff at the door with foam, his eyes widened, his face pale, as if trying to restrain something.

The man's cold eyes were to Gu Yao, but he didn't take it back at the moment of turning. Qiao thought it was to himself, and his heart was stabbed for a moment.

Gu Yao didn't have any expression on his face. He backed away naturally and said with a smile: "my eyes have just gone grey. Can a Nian help me to see. What's wrong with Miss Qiao?"

It's not so much an explanation as a show off. It's so obvious that a fool can't hear it.

Qiao Yimo's sarcasm spread in his heart. He pulled the corners of his lips for a long time, and then forced him to smile. "I just want to ask Miss Gu if she has any taboos? Don't eat spicy food or garlic or somethingGu Yao's eyes are extremely indifferent, smile unchanged, "Oh, I don't eat coriander like a Nian."

No parsley?

Joe took a confused look at Fu Sinian.

She still knows the details of living with him for two years. He eats coriander, or he is basically not picky.

Why does Gu Yao say he doesn't eat?

Is it his old habits?

Fu Sinian did not respond, just a pair of dark eyes like inkstone staring at Qiao Yimo, the contour is tight as if it can drip water.

Gu Yao looked at Qiao's puzzled eyes with foam. He thought she didn't even know this. He pretended to think of something. He covered his lips and said with a smile: "I remember that a Nian likes to eat stewed chicken with yam. When the restaurant master put coriander by mistake, he left his chopsticks directly. That look could kill people."

Qiao Yimo didn't seem to hear her show off. He looked at Fu Sinian in his eyes and said calmly: "so you don't eat coriander. Why don't you say that? Every time I cook, I'll put it. I think you like it when you finish it

Gu Yao's smile froze in his face and looks at the man with a slight surprise.

How could it be?

She knows all his living habits. If he doesn't like to eat those things, he can't even see them. How can he?

Fu Sinian's dark eyes did not fluctuate, and his voice was low, "is a poisonous dish worth fighting for?"

I don't know who to listen to this, but the listeners feel different. Qiao Yimo has no expression. Gu Yao's face is obviously white.

"It's all your stuff. You can tidy it up yourself." The man said lightly, and walked out directly.

This must be for Gu Yao.

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