When you thought you were about to get something, but lost it in the end, it was the most painful, just like she thought she was so close to him, but she was still rejected thousands of miles away.
Although, Yiran also knew that the harm he suffered when he failed to ask for it was not as good as one ten-millionth of the harm he suffered.
But if at this time, they cannot calmly face setbacks together, no one will be able to cross this gap in the future.
Yiran stared at the man in front of her in silence for a while, she felt that there was nothing she could do, but she had to make a change for him to see.
"Gu Tingchuan, you once told me that you didn't know how to manage your relationship, so you chose to avoid it. However, we later agreed to cherish this marriage with each other."
Gu Tingchuan felt some familiar emotions slowly revive in his heart, his fingers holding the coffee cup trembled, put down the cup, and looked at her deeply.
"I don't know how to comfort you when you encounter these things this time. In fact... I have probably said everything I can say, but it doesn't seem to help you."
She smiled self-deprecatingly, put her hands on the table, and her tone was quite calm: "You have been hiding in the studio for several days... It seems that you don't need my company, you are fine alone."
Gu Tingchuan frowned slightly. He was just used to dealing with these things alone. He kept all his emotions in his heart and didn't want to tell others, but he never tried to rely on her in front of him.
Yiran stood there quietly, as quiet, gentle and clear as when the snow melted, which made Gu Tingchuan feel a little turmoil in his heart.
"I never feel that you and I have communication difficulties. Even if we come from different 'classes', you can understand me... It's just that if things are reversed, it will be very difficult."
Because, he is a proud and defensive personality.
She used to think that they could already exchange their thoughts like any couple, but now, those tacit relationships lost their sense of reality because they were too beautiful.
"I wanted to say, we can go out together, relax, maybe your 'inspiration' will come back, but if you don't want to, no one can force you in the end... sorry, if I can help you .”
She should cheer up and help him, but now she feels exhausted both physically and mentally. Yiran thinks that she needs to change the way to make him realize that the dilemma between them must be solved together.
"Gu Tingchuan, I plan to move home for a few days."
The expression on Gu Tingchuan's face finally paused, and he raised his head to look over again: "You said... what?"
"You need to think about many issues calmly. I'll give you enough time and I believe you can make a judgment." Yiran said with the same expression, the more violent his reaction, the better for her.
"Also, I know that's not the only way you treat me..."
Gu Tingchuan, if you still need me, please come to me again.
Yiran ate the last bite of the omelette with a fork, then drank the coffee in the cup, stood up silently and walked to the edge of the sofa, not wanting to say anything, just picked up the small bag that he had arranged earlier, not light or not He slammed the door and left.
The hurried movement at the door quickly disappeared, and Gu Tingchuan stared at the door in a daze, not recovering from it for a long time.
He clearly knows that the abnormality of these days has caused her too much harm, and it will be irreversible torture for both of them if this continues. Therefore, he must tell her that there is a corner of his heart that collapses, even if it is his pain. , but also need to share with her...
However, Yiran was obviously completely disappointed in him.
Gu Tingchuan's expression completely cooled down. He looked at the breakfast carefully prepared by her in front of him, but he couldn't eat half a mouthful anymore. After thinking for a while, he got up and walked back to the studio, turning on the light on the wall.
This is where he has spent the longest time, from computers, projectors, players for work... to air conditioners, TVs, and even refrigerators for daily life, but they are all just cold machines. In fact, nothing could compare to a low-pitched concern.
He walked to the table, and with one hand, he swept the pens, papers, plates...all on the long table to the ground, and then he opened the chair and sat down heavily.
Gu Tingchuan has never been a child who is good at talking with his family since he was a child. He has understood since he was young that it is useless to just talk, and it will not improve his situation in any way.
After thinking about it calmly, he was about to find his mobile phone to call Yiran. After a while, he saw the small white medicine bottle rolled on the ground. It was bought for him by his assistant a few days ago for migraine. He bent over to pick it up and put it on the corner of the table.
These days, his mental pressure is so great that he can’t sleep and has a splitting headache. This feeling is especially strong when he is creating. It’s like God gives you a trial while giving you talent.
Now that the matter has come to this point, Gu Tingchuan has to admit that he has long been used to Yiran by his side and the change of their identities. Not only does he want to pamper her and pamper her, but he also has a desire to confide in her.
... I don't know what kind of "ecstasy soup" that girl used to him, he thought amusedly.
When she turned around and wanted to leave, he felt unspeakable pain in his heart, strands of it were like the sweetest poison, making him irresistibly wanting to give his all to make her happy, only then did he realize that it turned out to be hopeless. ... had fallen in love with her a long time ago.
Just thinking of this, Gu Tingchuan heard the doorbell ringing outside, he hurriedly got up to answer the door, the moment he opened the door, he almost blurted out: "... Yiran."
Xiao Zhao stood outside with a dazed expression on his face. He didn't know whether he should come in or not. When Director Gu turned around indifferently, he closed the door and carefully reminded: "Mr. Gu, you asked me to come here today. looking for you...?"
He let out an "oh", walked slowly to the sofa in the living room and sat down, and touched the mobile phone that he had placed casually.
Xiao Zhao walked over with his laptop in hand, noticing that his condition had improved, he calmed down: "Here is your work schedule for today, do you see if there is any need to supplement and revise..."
Gu Tingchuan directly interrupted the next few words he hadn't finished: "There is only one work schedule for today."
Xiao Zhao lowered his head and looked at the boss, suddenly feeling a little confused.
Director Gu put his fingers on his cold and aching forehead, and said softly, "Mrs. Gu has returned to her mother's house."
Xiao Zhao twitched the corners of his mouth calmly, and saw the boss adjusted his sitting posture, holding the phone with his fingertips, raised his eyes to look at him, and then lowered his head to think about something again.
How to restore it is more appropriate.
It's time for him to recognize the reality. After all, movies are movies, and life... has always been life.
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The heavy snow stopped for one day, and the next day, it started to fall again. The fluffy snow flying everywhere scattered in the dense air, accompanied by the dim street lights after nightfall, adding a bit of sadness and romance.
Yiran's sudden return home surprised her parents. Besides, Yi's mother also heard about some troubles, so she came to ask if she and Tingchuan had gotten into trouble. No matter what, she should be by her husband's side at this time That's right.
She had no choice but to say that she came back to live because Gu Tingchuan was too busy, and there was an innocent look on her face.
After dinner, I received a call from Zhang Rongrong. Because the girl's hospital was understaffed and worked overtime all day, they hadn't been together for a while.
"How is Director Gu recently? The situation is not good."
Yiran felt relaxed when she heard her voice, lowered her voice, and teased herself in a low voice: "My heart has no fluctuations, and I even want to laugh."
"Pfft." Zhang Rongrong found that she was still in the mood to joke, but felt relieved: "Don't hold on, if Gu Tingchuan can take the initiative to chat with you, it will be hell."
Yiran rubbed his nose and told her a little bit, Zhang Rongrong said solemnly: "Look at his mental state, it's not that he doesn't want to communicate with you on purpose, maybe it's some kind of obstacle, it will be better if he guides it more."
She held the phone in one hand, and put the other on the mouse of the computer: "...then it's probably a little thoughtless for me to walk away?"
Zhang Rongrong smiled softly, and said: "It's not that bad, it might have a miraculous effect if you stimulate it, not to mention that many psychological depressions need to be poured out to be relieved, so it's a good thing for him to develop the habit of communicating with you."
Yiran let out a "hmm", but before he continued, the other party had already ordered: "You guys have to get back together quickly, I have a wedding in the second half of the year, you must call me Director Gu, from now on I will be Gu My wife's best friend, oh my god, how much face do I have."
Yiran: "..." I was speechless for a while.
Not long after I hung up the phone here, the phone vibrated again. She panicked for no reason at first, and then lowered her head to look at the screen. When she realized that it was really that person calling, she calmed down a bit.
Yiran didn't pick up the phone until it rang a few more times. After a while, Gu Tingchuan's voice came over quietly and softly on this snowy evening: "Yiran."
Her heart trembled slightly, but she thought she couldn't be shaken so easily, so she said calmly, "Why?"
Gu Tingchuan's black eyes narrowed slightly, the corners of his lips curled into a curve, and his voice was even more provocative but serious: "The car I sent is downstairs from you, come here, let's have a good talk."
Yiran was surprised at this moment, and after thinking about it, he asked him: "Where is the 'come' talk?"
The man smiled heavily: "Get in the car first, and let me keep a little bit of mystery."
But for some reason, just listening to Gu Tingchuan's voice, she could already imagine him looking at the snow scene in the distance. In the depths of the white snow, his clear and charming eyebrows added some invisible brilliance, which made people look at it forget to return.