Gu Yao's eyes flashed slightly, and he said apologetically: "I'm sorry Miss Qiao, these are my old things before, I thought they were all lost, but I didn't expect Anian to help me with them. Maybe you can't help me. ."
Qiao Yimo, "..."
Old things from before
Was it what she had before "death"? Fu Sinian keeps it
Her eyes calmly looked at the man who was immersed in the search, her heart cooled a little, her pink lips gradually pressed into a straight line.
Did Gu Yao's emphasized tone deliberately want to express something to her
It was getting dark outside, and the light inside the room was a little dark. She reached out and turned on the table lamp in front of the table. Qiao smiled without emotion on her face, "It’s so late, Miss Gu, just stay for dinner. Keep busy and I’ll do it. rice."
Gu Yao glanced at Fu Sinian and smiled politely, "Then trouble Miss Qiao."
"No trouble."
Qiao Yimo tugged at the corners of his lips, turned and left, when a man's voice suddenly sounded behind him.
"It should be these."
She paused for a while, but she still didn't stop, and went straight out.
Gu Yao glanced at the closed door, picked up what the man found and took a closer look, then smiled and said, "This is the only connection I have with them. Thank you for helping me keep it intact. If you can find them, you It really helped me a lot."
Fu Sinian stood up, picked up the things on the table and put them in the box, pushed them to her, and said quietly: "These are all found in your room at the burning site. Since you are still alive, you should The things have returned to their original owners. Compared with what you gave me back then, this little help is nothing."
Gu Yao smiled and looked at him ugly, "A-nian, do you have to be so clear with me? You have kept these things for so many years, isn't it because you've been thinking of me in your heart? Whether it's Lan Ling Or Gu Yao, it's me, why do you deceive yourself?"
"It's you who deceived yourself!" Fu Sinian suddenly looked at her with a dark eyes and a cool expression. "Dead people have always left a deeper impression on a person's heart than a living person, but even so, it's only a few minutes away. Years, you should be lucky, if I remembered earlier, today this pile of things should not be in the trash can but also in the dump.
Breath suffocation
Gu Yao’s delicate face was a little pale, and his smile was unsustainable. He gritted his teeth and said, “I thought I’ve been with you for more than ten years. Even if you didn’t let you treat me as family, I should be my best friend. Realizing how ridiculous it is, I even want to know how happy you were when you were with me seven years ago? I'm dead, are you really sad?"
Seeing the indifferent and gloomy handsome face in front of her, she could hardly imagine that he would be sad for a woman, even if that woman spent the most difficult days of ten years with him.
Fu Sinian’s calm and gentle eyes suddenly cooled down, and a thick gloomy hostility surged all over his body. Suddenly he raised his hand to pinch her chin, and put the person on the bookshelf, lowered his head to look at her, his voice covered. Extremely cold Bingzhu, "Gu Yao, are you trying to make me angry?"
Everything seven years ago was his taboo, including the woman in front of him, no one can mention it.
Gu Yao was frightened. He touched his eyes and trembled fiercely in his heart, but still maintained a charming smile on his face, "Will you care?"
As she said, she couldn't help but raise her hand and gently stroked his handsome face, as if she was asking herself, her voice was soft and ethereal, "I know why you are so angry. When you see me alive, you can't wait to tear me out, right? But? I couldn’t bear it again. When I mentioned something about seven years ago, you became angry, alienated and indifferent to me. Is it because of that bit of resentment in your heart? What do you want me to do so that you can accept that I really came back? "
The man's Adam's apple rolled silently and looked at her blankly.
One high and one low, the man pinched the woman's chin with one hand, not too close to each other, but from a distance, the man's broad shoulders completely covered her, and the posture was a bit ambiguous.
Gu Yao stared at his handsome face for a few seconds, and with a movement in his heart, he suddenly stood on his toes and kissed the man's lips.
Fu Sinian's eyes were a little dazed, and he didn't dodge.
Just at the moment of touching, there was a sudden movement at the door, which suddenly interrupted the movements of the two.
Fu Sinian's black eyes were clear for an instant, turning his head to look over, his pupils suddenly shrank, his expression still indifferent.
Qiao Yimo stood stiffly at the door, his eyes widened, and his face pale, as if trying to restrain something.
Man pole
The cold eyes were originally directed at Gu Yao, but he didn't take it back the moment he turned around. Qiao Yimo thought it was directed at him, and his heart stabbed for an instant.
There was no expression on Gu Yao's face, he naturally stepped back, and said with a light smile: "My eyes have just gone ashes. Anian will help me see. Is there anything wrong with Miss Qiao?"
It's not so much an explanation as it is to show off, so the fool can't hear it if you want to cover it up.
The irony in Qiao Yimo's heart spread boundlessly, and he twitched the corners of his lips for a long while, pulling out a smile extremely reluctantly, "I just wanted to ask Miss Gu if there are any precautions? Do you not eat spicy or garlic?"
Gu Yao's eyes were extremely indifferent, his smile unchanged, "Oh, I don't eat coriander like Anian."
Don't eat coriander
Qiao Yimo glanced at Fu Sinian in confusion.
She has lived with him for two years. She still knows the details of this life. He eats coriander, or he is basically not picky.
Why would Gu Yao say he doesn't eat
Could it be his previous living habits
Fu Sinian didn't respond, only a pair of eyes staring at Qiao Yimo darkly like an inkstone, the outlines tight as if dripping water.
Gu Yao looked at Qiao Yimo's bewildered eyes, thinking she didn't even know this, and pretending to remember something, he covered her lips and smiled: "I remember Anian likes to eat yam stewed chicken the most. Back then, the restaurant chef misplaced coriander. , He just put his chopsticks and left, his eyes could kill people."
Qiao Yimo seemed to have not heard her show off. He looked at Fu Sinian and said very calmly: "So you don't eat coriander, why don't you say it? Every time I cook, I will put it. Watching you finish, I I thought you liked it."
Gu Yao's smile froze on his face for an instant, and he looked at the man unexpectedly.
How can it be
She knows all his life habits. He doesn't like to eat those things, so he can't even see them. How could he
Fu Sinian's dark eyes did not fluctuate, and his voice was low, "A dish that is not deadly poisonous is worth your competition?"
I don't know who could hear this, but the listeners felt different. Qiao Yimo didn't have any expressions, and Gu Yao's face was obviously pale.
"This is all your stuff, you can sort it out by yourself." The man said lightly, and walked out directly.
This must be told to Gu Yao.
(End of this chapter)