As if someone had pressed the pause button, Su Jinyu stared blankly at the handsome and indifferent man in front of him, the hot and humid tears slipped gently from his eyelashes, and dripped onto his grasping hand.
Gu Peilang looked at his stunned expression, and curled the corners of his lips lightly. His whole body suddenly felt a little warmer, but the words he said were like ice and snow in nine cold winters.
"Three years of marriage, and not a single day you don't want to cut off your relationship with me. I know that you hate this marriage that is tied to the family's interests, you hate the Gu family, and you hate me for taking advantage of it. I know all these things... I'm sorry for you, I apologize to you, I signed the divorce agreement, and I gave you the freedom you wanted, but what are you doing now?"
Su Jinyu: "I'm not..."
"Is it dissatisfaction with the division of property after the divorce? Or, what else do you need my help with? Jin Yu, you said, as long as I can help, I will help you," Gu Peilang looked with clear eyes. Looking at him, there was a rare tenderness in those pitch-black eyes, he said, "You don't need to do this."
Weeping and crying, with a humble expression, he was not at all like the arrogant and aloof Su family eldest son.
It turned out that being misunderstood was such a feeling, Su Jinyu all thought pitifully.
Seeing that he lowered his head and didn't speak, Gu Peilang slowly pulled the hand he was holding from his palm, and then controlled the wheelchair to walk towards the door.
Before opening the door to leave, he stopped without looking back.
"I've asked the housekeeper to tidy up your things for you. If you leave tonight, I'll ask the driver to escort you. If you don't leave, the housekeeper in your room has already tidyed up, and it's still clean. You're there. Just take a night's rest, just in time, Liu Qi will come over tomorrow morning to deliver the divorce certificate, so you don't have to run again." After saying these words, Gu Peilang opened the door and walked out.
Outside the door, Butler Zhang kept his head down and waited there. When he saw him coming out, he immediately took two steps forward: "Sir."
Gu Peilang: "Go and see if Mr. Su needs any help. I'm fine here."
"Okay, I know."
Watching the man's back disappear at the end of the corridor, Butler Zhang turned his head to look at the man sitting on the ground in the study as if he was petrified.
Su Jinyu stayed in the end, facing the disgusting and contemptuous eyes of Butler Zhang, and lived in the room where he had lived for three years.
The bright and spacious guest room was spacious and tidy, and the snow-white bed was tidied up without a trace of folds. Su Jinyu walked in with a suitcase and looked at the familiar and unfamiliar furnishings inside. A heart that had been fluctuating for a long time had become numb.
Gu Peilang's bedroom was next to him, however, he no longer had the courage to knock on the door.
Married for three years, except for the wedding night, he has never shared a bed with a man. The two live in the huge Gu house. They are clearly certified husbands, and they should be the most intimate people in the world. Live like a stranger, or rather, more like an enemy, even though this hatred is only unilaterally directed at each other.
The hot water flowed all the way down the texture of the body's skin. Su Jinyu raised his head and let the water from the shower spray on his face. When the thick frost is removed, it only needs to be stabbed lightly, and it can be broken into powder immediately.
Lying back on the soft bed, Su Jinyu was like a baby returning to her mother's belly, curled up into a small ball, her hands tightly hugging herself, as if by doing so, she would be able to absorb the pity from herself. sense of security.
Gu Peilang is next door...
Su Jinyu, who kept his eyes open until midnight, finally couldn't hold on anymore. Before closing his heavy eyelids, he said to himself in his heart: Gu Peilang is not dead, he is right next door.
A man whose mood is ups and downs is not stable even in his sleep. Maybe it is because he sees the person he thinks about day and night again, or it may be because of the deepest fear in his heart. In short, Su Jinyu had a long dream. I dreamed of the day Gu Peilang died.
In the dream, there was a sea of flames in the sky. He was wearing a dirty suit and was tied to a chair with his backhand. In front of him was a man with a crazy look. The devil who crawled out of the depths of hell.
"Su Jinyu! Go to die! Go to die, go to die, go to die..."
In the raging fire, the temperature was so high that it seemed to melt everything. The thin oxygen made Su Jinyu's brain dizzy, and his head would burst in the next second. He opened his eyes hard and watched the person in front of him open. The closed mouth, the other's voice lingered in his ears like a whisper of a demon.
Am I going to die
The scarlet sea of fire flickered in front of him, and Su Jinyu could clearly feel that his body was gradually getting lighter. At the last second when his consciousness fell into darkness, he heard the sound of the door being broken open behind him.
The bullet grazed his cheek and entered the man's stomach.
"Su Jinyu!!!" There was a familiar voice in his ear, full of panic and anxiety, completely no longer calm and calm.
The body fell into a warm embrace, and the nostrils were filled with a pleasant ocean fragrance mixed with the sweet smell of rust. When Su Jinyu opened his eyes and saw the person holding him, his oxygen-deficient head still couldn't come back to his senses.
Gu Peilang...
How come you are here? Shouldn't you be honeymooning with your petite wife in the US
Su Jinyu opened his mouth, the tingling throat made him unable to say anything, Gu Peilang had a cold and handsome face, his jaw clenched tightly because of the force. Sitting in a wheelchair, he leaned forward with the upper body of his body, untied Su Jinyu's body, then awkwardly hugged the person on his lap, holding the person in his arms with one hand, and struggling to control the wheelchair to walk out with the other hand .
The closer he got to the door, the fresh air rushed into his lungs. Before Su Jinyu could breathe a sigh of relief, a frantic voice suddenly sounded behind him.
"Everyone has come, just stay together and die with me! Hahahahaha..."
Gu Peilang turned his head and saw the man behind him stumbled towards them, holding a gas can in his arms.
The man slowly revealed a nervous smile in Gu Peilang's constricted pupils, and then he opened the gas canister in his arms without hesitation.
Su Jinyu leaned against Gu Peilang's arms, only to hear a loud noise, and then the world was spinning.
The two were rushed out far away by the blast, Su Jinyu was tightly guarded by Gu Peilang, and the heavy black wheelchair pressed against them, making them unable to move.
The exquisite and luxurious apartment was completely in ruins, billowing thick smoke and unquenched flames.
Su Jinyu struggled to climb out from under Gu Peilang.
The man on him had his eyes closed, his breathing was weak, and his face was so pale that he didn't look like a living person. Su Jinyu sat on the ground and hugged him, his palms wet.
Su Jinyu never knew that there was so much blood on a person's body that it seemed that it couldn't flow cleanly. Dark red, viscous, with a fishy sweet taste, it was overwhelming, and it surrounded him all over the place.
The person in his arms was pale, as if he had fallen into a deep sleep, no matter how Su Jinyu shook and shouted, he did not respond.
"Gu Pei Lang... Gu Pei Lang... Wake up, wake up... I beg you, don't sleep... Don't sleep okay..."
However, there is nothing else in the world except the whimpering wind.
At the end of the dream, Su Jinyu heard the sound of cars starting from far and near and chaotic footsteps, as well as the voice that condemned his life for sin: "You never know how much he loves you."
"Su Jinyu, just keep living like this, with the guilt towards him and the guilt of the Su family, keep on living."