Gu Qingwu's slender white figure gradually disappeared at the door of the banquet hall, as if everything around her had nothing to do with her, and she walked to the left along the corridor.
Watching from a distance, Zhou Fanyue asked her best friend beside her in confusion: "Siqing, why are you reminding her in disguise?"
Yu Siqing's fair and clean face showed no aggression. She raised her lips and spoke slowly and softly, "I just thought that He Suichen must like her very much."
"Men's so-called love is cheap." Zhou Fanyue said with a disdainful tone, "Besides, the aunt of He Suichen's family who never married is a powerful figure. Gu Qingwu is in the entertainment industry. In the eyes of his aunt, he is probably just a showman. It's hard to say whether he can get in."
"Everyone has his own destiny."
Zhou Fanyue looked at Yu Siqing's gentle and easygoing appearance, and could not help but sigh: "Why can't God be partial to you? Siqing, I hope that you can have someone by your side every night. He Suichen has taken care of you all these years abroad..."
Yu Siqing patted her shoulder with her slender white hand and gently interrupted her unfinished words: "I have someone to accompany me."
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It was late at night and light snow began to fall outside the hotel. This was the first time it snowed in Sicheng at the end of the year. The street lamps cast a white light on the ground.
Gu Qingwu stood in front of the porch and watched quietly for a while before walking into the snow in her high heels.
The air was filled with biting humidity. She didn't even hold an umbrella and walked slowly down the high steps. Soon the driver drove the nanny car over. She bent down to get in the car. The assistant hurriedly handed her a down jacket: "Sister Qingwu, don't catch a cold."
Gu Qingwu took the warm down jacket and covered herself with it. Her hypothermic skin began to warm up. She asked, "Where's my phone?"
The assistant handed over the phone and said carefully, "Brother Yuan said you are not going back to the crew tonight, so where are you going?"
Gu Qingwu opened the screen without stopping, and said without blinking: "Guanshan Imperial Mansion."
Guanshan Royal Mansion is a private mansion of He Suichen. When he is not staying in a hotel, he usually stays here. During the time when she was in a closed-door filming and could not go out, she kept in touch with him and knew where he rested at night.
Forty minutes later.
The driver drove the car to the most famous wealthy area, but didn't dare to ask who lived there.
Gu Qingwu got out of the car wrapped in a down jacket, raised her snow-white wrist to take the black umbrella from her assistant, and walked alone towards the detached villa in front of her. The lights were on inside. When she went in, a secretary happened to bring out a middle-aged elegant man.
Gu Qingwu tilted her black umbrella, revealing half of her delicate porcelain-white face, and her eyes accidentally met his.
In just one second, the secretary whispered beside her: "Ms. Gu, you are here."
Gu Qingwu nodded, retracted his gaze, and walked into the villa hall with a calm expression.
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In the spacious and luxurious hall, the dazzling crystal chandeliers illuminated the surroundings. In the middle of the sofa, a young secretary was removing the tea cups for guests. Her footsteps made no sound on the soft and thick carpet, and the air was filled with the smell of incense.
Apparently, some distinguished guests had just been entertained here and they had just left.
When Gu Qingwu saw the secretary put down the tea set and hurried over, he asked, "Where is He Suichen?"
Secretary: "Mr. He personally sent his aunt back to the old house five minutes ago. Miss Gu, didn't you contact Mr. He in advance?"
"I thought he was here tonight."
"It's hard to say. Every time Mr. He returns to the He family's old house, his aunt will stay overnight."
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From the secretary's few words, Gu Qingwu thought of the elegant middle-aged man she met at the door, whom she had met once in the temple that year. So before she came, He Sui Chen should have received some respected elders of the He family in his private mansion.
And she happened to be five minutes late.
If you count carefully, these five minutes were the time she spent watching the snow after finishing the Xiang family's cocktail party.
The secretary asked hesitantly, "Miss Gu, do you want to go upstairs and take a rest?"
"Yeah." Gu Qingwu had already come, so there was no reason for him to just turn around and leave. His tone was a little tired: "I'm not staying in the guest room. Where is He Suichen's master bedroom?"
In the master bedroom on the third floor, the cool-toned decoration makes the environment look clean and comfortable. Only one lamp is on, and the bed sheets are dark grey. On the left side, there is a whole wall of clean and bright floor-to-ceiling windows, which are now tightly blocked by heavy curtains, blocking out the snow scene outside the window.
After Gu Qingwu entered, she first threw her evening dress and high-heeled shoes on the ground, picked up the man's bathrobe at the head of the bed and put it on casually, then walked over and opened the curtains.
She walked barefoot to the edge of the bed, found a comfortable position and lay down. But in just a minute, her curled eyelashes closed lightly.
After a whole day of tossing and turning, she was feeling exhausted all over. She had also run a long way here, so most of her energy was used up. When she smelled the familiar scent of ebony in the quilt, she fell asleep easily.
In a state of half-sleep and half-wakefulness, Gu Qingwu dreamed of the days in Nanming Temple.
It should have been when she was 17 years old. She had been living with He Sui Chen day and night for three years without realizing it. At that time, it was not so much that she was tempted by the handsome appearance of the young man, but rather that she relied on his patience with her.
This was something she had never experienced in the Gu family. Since she was a child, no one could teach her knowledge patiently and gently like the fairy brother, guide her to understand the ways of the world, and let her learn a lot.
Every time Gu Qingwu's eyes lit up and she said in an admiring tone: "Brother, you know so much!"
And this immortal brother with a fragrant smell would look back at her:
"I just knew it earlier than you, and you know it now."
With him around, Gu Qingwu was no longer like a wild child who didn't like to study and read all day long, and only knew how to get into trouble. She learned to calm down and practiced calligraphy in the backyard of Nanming Temple, and she turned her handwriting into neat and beautiful regular script.
Oftentimes, Gu Qingwu would secretly fantasize to the Buddha that it would be nice if she was not taken back by the Gu family in this lifetime, and it would be nice for her to stay here and live in seclusion with her immortal brother in the mountains for the rest of her life.
Maybe she asked for too much, and Buddha will punish greedy children.
In the evening of a hot summer day, Gu Qingwu was still lying on the mat, staring at the fairy brother sitting on the futon reading a book. He hadn't moved for a long time. His back was very straight and his waist was in great shape.
Outside the courtyard, a few unfamiliar people came from somewhere at the foot of the mountain and were led in by the monks.
They were well-dressed, had elegant conversation, and called their immortal brother "Second Young Master" in a low voice.
From that day on, Gu Qingwu saw these people appear every now and then. Every time they came to visit, they left with a depressed look on their faces. Finally, a middle-aged elegant man came.
The lotus in the courtyard pond are in bloom. When the sun comes out, the immortal brother moves all the scriptures out to bask in the sun. The scent of camphor wood mixed with the fragrance of flowers diffuses faintly between his slender jade-like fingers. Gu Qingwu holds a bowl of wonton noodles and sits on the steps, watching slowly.
The elegant middle-aged man was also very patient and waited by the side until the fairy brother washed his hands and signaled him to speak.
Somehow, Gu Qingwu felt very panicked. He didn't even eat his wonton noodles. He stared at the movements in the yard with his clear black and white eyes.
When it was almost dark, the man left. When he stepped out of the stairs, his eyes lingered on her for three seconds.
Gu Qingwu was confused and dazed, but soon she saw the fairy brother waving at her, so she lifted her skirt and trotted over.
"You didn't even eat a bite of the wonton noodles. Aren't you hungry?" His voice was especially gentle tonight.
Gu Qingwu shook his head and sat down cross-legged: "I forgot to eat."
He smiled. The strong smell of incense in the yard made her head feel hot. She looked around and saw an exquisitely carved brocade box on the futon, with a handful of jade cards inside.
"Brother, what does that uncle want you to do?"
"Give me something." He picked up the jade plate with his long fingers and slowly handed it to her. It was crystal clear under the candlelight, with the word "congratulations" engraved on it. It was the most beautiful jade artifact Gu Qingwu had ever seen.
"How do you like it?"
"Well, I like it... Did my brother accept it?"
He smiled again: "Do you want me to accept it?"
Gu Qingwu tilted his head and thought for a long time, then blinked childishly: "If you don't accept it, what should I do with this jade token?"
"Someone will take it away tomorrow."
"Well, you should accept it. The uncles who go up and down the mountain are old... Brother, please be considerate of them."
Gu Qingwu's little thoughts were hidden in her eyes. From tomorrow on, she really didn't want to see outsiders coming to the temple. It was just that her thoughts were too simple and naive, and she thought that if she left the jade tablet, she would be able to have peace.
He looked at her, smiling with one hand on her chin, as adorable as a porcelain doll. He paused for a moment and said, "Tomorrow..."
Gu Qingwu raised his head following the sound, his eyes dark and smart.
After waiting for nothing further, she called out in confusion, "Brother?"
He sat on a mat, the warm yellow light of the candle blurring out the outline of half of his face. Because he was facing sideways, and was wearing a white shirt and white pants, he looked very clean amid the burning incense. In the interweaving of light and shadow, he whispered to her, "I feel like eating wonton noodles."
Wonton noodles.
Gu Qingwu was subconsciously stunned for a few seconds, opened her red lips and wanted to say something, but forgot it for a moment.
The scene in front of her instantly merged with the dim night. When she woke up again, she found a warm breath on her ankles. Within a few seconds, it softly swept across her snow-white skin, evoking a special feeling.
Gu Qingwu opened her eyes while still curled up in her sleeping position, and saw He Sui Chen, who had returned at some point, standing beside the bed. He kissed her ankle that was exposed outside the quilt without distraction.
In such a deep night, people are emotional animals.
She hadn't completely come out of the dream yet, and in an instant, the godly brother in her memory seven years ago and the handsome and mature man of the present overlapped closely together.
Gu Qingwu's heart was filled with a gnawing longing. When he was about to turn around, his overly clean fingertips tugged at the corner of his clothes, and he said softly, "Brother."
He Sui Chen was pulled onto the bed by her. Snow was still falling outside the floor-to-ceiling window, but the room was warm. His figure was swaying on the floor-to-ceiling glass by the light, and he groped her with his long fingers through the fabric of her nightgown.
Since the reunion, he has never been shy about the matter of sex.
"I haven't seen you for two months... Are you here to surprise me tonight?"
Gu Qingwu let the soft fabric of her nightgown slide down her ankles. Her fingertips touched the fabric of his shirt, which was a little cold, because it had been caught in the snow outside. She tilted her head back and breathed on the man's perfect jaw with her red lips, lightly and with a little moisture.
Until I felt weight pressing on my chest, my confused mind suddenly woke up, I grabbed his slender cold white wrist, and uttered a sobbing sound from my red lips: "Brother."
Another call of brother.
He Sui Chen was so shocked at this moment... He couldn't escape unscathed without cutting off all the flesh and bones.
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