To You, My Beloved

Chen Moshen was not embarrassed by Gu Qingcheng's silence because of his repeated openings. Instead, he continued to take a sip of coffee and said, "You used to be that way."

Chen Moshen’s words were the same as before, and he fell silent again. After a while, he raised his hand, took out the cigarette case from his pocket, took out a cigarette, and held it in his mouth. In his mouth, when he was about to take the lighter to light it, Gu Qingcheng, who had been quiet and silent, raised his eyelids and said softly: "Don't smoke in front of me."

Chen Moshen paused his fingers, took the cigarette from his mouth without any pause, and put it aside with the lighter, and said in a gentle tone: "Sorry."

"It's okay." Gu Qingcheng took a sip of water after holding up the water glass.

Chen Moshen waited until Gu Qingcheng put down his water glass, then grinned and smiled silently. He stared at Gu Qingcheng's eyes, and instantly became focused and serious: "Qingcheng, I heard that you were in the UK a few years ago. ?"

Gu Qingcheng nodded lightly and let out an "um".

"You know I'm in the UK, why didn't you contact me after staying there for three years?" After saying this, Chen Moshen smiled on his own: "I'm silly again, you How could I contact you, it's just my wishful thinking."

When Chen Moshen said this, his expression became a little uncomfortable. After a while, he lightly sighed and said softly: "We have met several times, but every time, we haven't been able to say a word to you. In fact, I didn’t want to disturb you either, but I was in the hospital and was hit by you. I saw your eyes running away with red eyes, so I followed. Now that I met, I will tell you what I have to say. Don’t worry. I won’t cause you trouble. Those things in the past, I said, will be rotten to death in the stomach, but will be rotten to death in the stomach."

Having said this, Chen Mo paused, staring at Gu Qingcheng with a smile, and said in a half-true tone: "You know, Qingcheng, I have always been like doing something for you."

When Gu Qingcheng heard these words, he dropped down to practice with a little embarrassment, smiled stiffly, and said, "Thank you."

"Always be so polite with me." Chen Moshen's words were slightly sad, but Gu Qingcheng didn't know how to continue.

Between the two people, they fell into a long period of silence. The sunlight outside the window gradually became a little thin. The red sunset, through the tall glass windows of the cafe, quietly shot down, and spilled on Gu Qingcheng and Chen Moshen. .

After I don’t know how long it took, the coffee on the table was completely cold, Chen Moshen raised his hand, greeted the waiter, and re-ordered a cup of coffee. This time he did not add saccharin or creamer, just a breath After drinking half a cup of pure coffee, the bitterness spread from his mouth to the bottom of my heart. Even his opening voice was full of bitterness: "Qinqin, the day after tomorrow you are going to be engaged to Tang Shi?"

Gu Qingcheng nodded slightly: "En."

Chen Moshen still had a kind smile on his face, but his eyes didn’t look at the woman in front of him anymore. He just looked at the half cup of dark bitter coffee he had drunk, and said in a four-to-two-thousand-jin voice, “After all these years, I got my wish."