"Pei Lang!!!"
In the dark and quiet room, there was a roar of extreme horror. The next second, the lamp beside the bedside table was turned on with a "snap", and the warm orange light illuminated the small side of the bed.
The person sitting on the bed supported his body with one hand, tightly grasped the quilt with the other hand, lowered his head, and his entire face was hidden in the darkness. In the quiet room, there was only his terrified, rough gasps, one after another, like the unwilling struggle of a dying old man before he died.
The silk pajamas on the back were soaked with cold sweat, Su Jinyu lowered his head, his eyes widened to the extreme, as if his eyes would pop out of his sockets in the next second. Those black and white eyes are now full of scarlet bloodshots, crawling and entangled on the eyeballs like spider veins. In the depths of his pupils, is the nightmare of claws and claws.
He lowered his head, his teeth were bitten to the point of weakness, and the blue veins on his forehead, covered in cold sweat, were throbbing violently, and his temples were throbbing in pain.
The palms were clearly clean and white, glowing white like jade under the soft light, but he saw that his palms were full of blood, just like in a dream, red, sticky, and sweet.
"Ugh..." A voice of suppressed despair leaked out from between his teeth. Su Jinyu bent the five fingers of his right hand and firmly grasped the thin layer of muscle covering the heart on his left chest. The pain of suffocation is normal.
Seven o'clock in the morning, restaurant.
Gu Peilang was dressed in a pure black suit, and his short black hair was meticulously combed, and all of it was fixed behind his head with hairspray, revealing a smooth and full forehead and sharp eyebrows.
The man sat in a black wheelchair with his back to the floor-to-ceiling windows behind him, holding a copy of today's morning newspaper in his hand, his calm eyes fell on it, his handsome face was calm and calm, and the lines of his tightly closed lips were slightly sharp. The whole person was estranged.
On the luxurious dining table of milky white marble in front of him, there is a nutritious breakfast carefully matched by the chef. The golden sunlight outside the window softly floods the entire living room, and the silver knives and forks reflect a warm luster in the sunlight.
The chef wearing a chef's hat gently placed the seafood porridge in his hands in front of the man, then bowed his head and silently stepped back, leaving only the man alone in the bright restaurant.
The hour hand on the wall slowly pointed to eight o'clock, but the people upstairs hadn't come down yet.
The food in front of him had gradually turned cold. Gu Peilang put down the newspaper in his hand and looked at the restaurant door with a cold gaze.
"housekeeper."
Butler Zhang, who was standing outside the door, quickly came in. When he saw the food that had barely been touched on the man's table, he frowned slightly: "Sir, is today's breakfast unpalatable? do it."
Gu Peilang: "No need, what about him?"
he? Butler Zhang was only slightly surprised for a moment, and immediately came back to his senses.
"Mr. Su hasn't woken up yet."
Gu Peilang lowered his eyes, the golden sunlight shrouded him, as if he was hugging him from behind, and the corner of the light shone on the side of the knife-like face, dyeing the thick and slender eyelashes at the end of his eyes with gold .
The man's face was expressionless, his right index finger resting on the dining table tapped lightly on the table.
Butler Zhang carefully observed the expression on his face, but could not see anything, he could only guess.
"Sir, do you need me to take a look?"
The tapping finger stopped, and Gu Peilang looked up at her.
Butler Zhang subconsciously held his breath, and after a while, he heard a low, inaudible voice from the man: "Well."
"I'll go right now." After saying this, Butler Zhang turned around and walked out. However, just as he walked into the living room, he saw Su Jinyu walking down the stairs.
The other party changed clothes, pure white short sleeves and aqua blue casual denim, slightly long hair with water vapor, softly placed on his head, softening the sharp and pressing beauty on his body, the whole person is like Like a young boy who just entered the campus, with a bit of youthful innocence.
However, Butler Zhang knew that all this was just an illusion.
The woman stood there with a serious face and waited until Su Jinyu walked to the living room before saying, "Mr. Su, good morning."
Su Jinyu raised her eyes to look at the woman in front of her: "Butler Zhang... good morning."
He looked beyond Butler Zhang to the restaurant not far behind him: "Gu... Is he there?"
Butler Zhang: "Sir is having a meal."
Su Jinyu nodded, and with a sigh, the steps on his feet turned in one direction and walked towards the restaurant. Butler Zhang looked at his slightly hunched back, and remembered the man's haggard and pale face and the two dark circles under his eyes that could not be concealed, his expression became a little heavy.
They are all divorced. Is it possible that the other party still doesn't want to let their husband go
The footsteps that represented the master's mood were heavy from far to near, and finally stopped by the door. Gu Peilang looked up at him, the two of them looked at each other, and were speechless for a while.
In the end, it was the man behind the dining table who took the lead to look away and controlled the wheelchair to leave from the dining table. Su Jinyu saw his legs covered by the blanket at a glance.
Gu Peilang came to a place three steps away from Su Jinyu and raised his head slightly.
Even in a wheelchair, the strength and majesty inherent in a man's bones is not compromised.
"Liu Qi is already on his way. I asked the chef to prepare breakfast. You can go after dinner."
"Gu Peilang!" When he was about to pass by, Su Jinyu raised his hand and put his hand on the man's shoulder, stopping him from moving forward.
The hands on the armrest were changed to grips, but the expression on Gu Peilang's face did not change in the slightest: "Mr. Su, is there anything else?"
The hand on his shoulder was shaking, Su Jinyu lowered his head and looked at the top of the man's black head, his breathing was unsteady, but his words were loud and firm.
"I won't go." He finally did it all over again, and finally saw each other. This time, he won't let go of anything.
The warm and bright dining room was quiet. Gu Peilang lowered his head and didn't look at him. Su Jinyu couldn't see the expression on his face, which made him feel restless and had a feeling that he had nowhere to go after being cornered. .
He squatted down, then knelt down on one knee in front of the man, and the hand on the other's shoulder also slid down, holding the hand that was holding the armrest with a protruding joint due to excessive force.
Looking at each other, Su Jinyu saw countless wastelands and ice and snow in those long, narrow, dark eyes.
There was a sudden dull pain in his heart, his whole body was trembling with breath, but the corners of his pale lips slowly rose, and a smile like the warm sun of spring bloomed in the man's cold and waveless eyes, and in an instant, the world turned pale.
Gu Peilang looked at him expressionlessly, his eyes fluctuating in the deepest part of his eyes.
"I'm not drunk."
"I remember everything that happened last night."
"I will not divorce you. Even if I have a divorce certificate, I will change it back to a marriage certificate."
"I know that I was responsible for you in the past. It doesn't matter if you don't forgive me. In the future, I will use the rest of my life to atone for you..."
The lingering voice at the end of the words disappeared into the shallow kisses.
Su Jinyu took Gu Peilang's hand, put it to his lips, and placed a pious and sincere kiss on the back of his cool hand like a feather.
Gu Peilang's entire body was petrified on the spot, his slightly widened eyes were filled with disbelief, the man on the retina suddenly raised his eyes, those eyes that always gave people a feeling of deep affection stared at him scorchingly. It was inevitable that it would almost burn him.