Hearing the middle-aged man describe the past, Gu Xizhou's expression froze on his face. He had heard this story from the deceased's mother once before... But what they said was completely different versions. Gu Xizhou frowned and looked at the back of the hunched middle-aged man who was leaving and couldn't say anything more.
Gu Xizhou got off work early and returned home exhausted. I don't know why Si Yu, who has always been at home, was not there at this time. He lay on the sofa and fell asleep with his eyes closed.
Blood.
a lot of blood.
Tick, tick, blood dripping down the stairs, the eyelids getting heavier and heavier.
Are you going to die
It was as if the body had finally been crushed, the blood flowed outwards along the body, dripped down the stairs, the strength passed away little by little, and despair climbed into his heart, Gu Xizhou suddenly felt that his heart was aching.
It was rainy in Ningqing in the summer, and a Maybach slowly drove out of the parking lot.
Inside the car, the driver was a young man of twenty-seven or eight-year-old with decent features. While driving, he carefully glanced at the big boss sitting in the back seat with the rearview mirror.
The big boss lowered his eyelids and seemed to be thinking about something in a trance. The driver of the car took a peek at it. Just as he was about to find out, the big boss sitting in the back suddenly raised his head and looked at him.
The big boss was really holding a note in his hand at this moment. The boss looked so gloomy when he saw the note. The whole person seemed like a statue carved out of ice. Just being in the same space made people feel unbelievably cold.
Si Yu looked down at the note in his hand, then squeezed the note into a ball, his fingers creaked, and then threw the note in the trash can on the car.
"Big boss, you... Are you okay?" the young driver asked cautiously.
Si Yu's thin lips pursed into a line, and the expression on his face looked a little cold. Hearing the young driver's concern, he just hummed softly.
destiny
But he is the person who does not believe in fate the most, and he is also the person who believes in fate the most.
"Do you believe in fate?" Si Yu said in a low voice, looking at the scenery outside the car window and backing up.
In the car... there seemed to be no one else.
"Ah?" The young man driving the car was stunned for a moment, and it took a moment to realize that this was what Si Yu was asking him: "Fate?! I believe... but I don't believe it either."
"Huh?" Si Yu, who was sitting in the back row, raised his eyebrows slightly, "Tell me."
The man whispered: "I can't choose my birth, but I can choose where to work, where to live, and what kind of person to be. These are all from my heart..."
…
"It can't be changed before birth, but after birth, all choices are made by myself, so I feel that it is not fate that controls me, but that I control my own destiny."
"...Big boss, am I talking too much?" The chatty young man realized that the big boss didn't pay attention to him, and he embarrassed: "I'm sorry, I..."
Si Yu glanced at him and said softly, "You don't need to apologize, you helped me figure out one thing."
The car drove for another ten minutes, and finally drove to a two-story villa.
Seeing that the big boss didn't seem to be angry because of his too many words, the man took a deep breath. He was about to drive away when he suddenly saw the big boss beckoning to him, and he immediately rolled the car window down, "Boss, something has fallen. Are you in the car?"
Si Yu shook his head. He stared at the driver and said, "Don't take the Lotus Road when you go back."
"Okay..." Although he didn't know why, the driver still agreed with Si Yu's request.
The young driver drove away, opened the cigarette case by surprise, took out the note from the inside and spread it out.
Note: Do you think he really likes you, or is he just accepting the fate you have arranged for him
The words on the note are crooked, as if a child is just learning to write, which is ugly.
Gu Xizhou, who was sleeping at home, felt a hand on his forehead, helped him push away the frown, and tapped him on the shoulder the next moment, pulling him out of his nightmare.
Gu Xizhou woke up and found that the hands holding him were Si Yu's hands. He rubbed his forehead full of cold sweat and kept panting heavily.
Since his resurrection, he has dreamed this dream several times. This is something hidden in his deepest memory. Why do he always dream of what happened when he died recently
The supernatural world is the redemption for ghosts, so why didn't he become a ghost, in that case... Can all the people who died at that time be able to come back
Gu Xizhou thought in his mind, his nose suddenly became sore, it was impossible... Everyone died that day, including him.
There is no possibility of a comeback.
no.
Gu Xizhou has been dreaming about the previous things so much recently, and Gu Xizhou can't figure it out. He has not thought about the previous things recently. After his resurrection, he didn't even have any contact with the previous things, and he rarely thought about those things himself.
His memories are not good ones, and Gu Xizhou is not a masochist, he has never recalled them.
But recently, inexplicably, he has always dreamed of those things. In the dream, it was as if he had returned to the day he died. The feeling of powerlessness was so overwhelming that he couldn't breathe at all.
Gu Xizhou suppressed the discomfort in his heart, breathed heavily, and when he looked up, he saw that Si Yu was half-sitting on the edge of the sofa looking at him with a pair of deep eyes.
"Have a nightmare?"
Gu Xizhou nodded.
"Can you talk to me?" Si Yu's dark eyes just stared at Gu Xizhou and asked in a deep voice.
Gu Xizhou: "There's nothing to say."
Si Yu: "I want to know."
Gu Xizhou changed the subject. He didn't want to talk about the past. It was a nightmare for him. Gu Xizhou asked, "You went out?"
"Heh," Si Yu saw that Gu Xizhou didn't want to say it, and didn't force Gu Xizhou forcefully. He chuckled softly. From his deep voice, the slightly magnetic voice gently kneaded Gu Xizhou's eardrums like a pair of hands. , "The company has something to do, so I went there."
"Oh..." Gu Xizhou sat up from the sofa and stared at Si Yu for a while.
Si Yu's face was indeed very handsome, and Gu Xizhou habitually took a second glance.
"Are you peeking at me?" Si Yu asked softly, grabbing Gu Xizhou's hand with one hand, his eyes curved, and Gu Xizhou's face was reflected in his eyes.
Gu Xizhou nodded, "Yes."
Hearing Gu Xizhou's answer, Si Yu's expression froze for a moment, staring at Gu Xizhou with a slight glow.
…
"Come here, eat." Si Yu said warmly.
Gu Xizhou glanced at him, got off the sofa, his feet were a little numb, and he almost fell down. Fortunately, Si Yu quickly grabbed him, not knowing whether it was intentional or not, those lips just brushed Gu Xizhou The Adam's apple, while the breath swept, was a little itchy.
Gu Xizhou glanced at him, moved his eyes to the outside, and said casually, "Thank you, let's eat."
After Gu Xizhou broke free from Si Yu's hand, he took two steps forward. At the same time, Si Yu stepped forward and hugged Gu Xizhou directly from behind, his arms were quite strong.
Being held in this way, Gu Xizhou could only feel the smell of Si Yu in his nose and mouth. Si Yu put his chin on his shoulders, his hands lightly passed through Gu Xizhou's black hair, and then his hands touched his waist. He placed it on top and wrapped his hands around Gu Xizhou's neck.
"You like me, don't you?" Si Yu's voice sounded low beside his ear.
Gu Xizhou felt that Si Yu was a little strange. Recently, he would suddenly ask him this question over and over again. He had already answered it, so why did he come again
"Why didn't you speak?" Si Yu lowered his eyes and asked in a pitiful voice.
Gu Xizhou's clothes were messed up by Si Yu, he looked sideways at Si Yu and said, "I like it, I like you."
Si Yu looked down at him, he was wearing a white shirt today, his cuffs were rolled up to reveal his strong forearm muscles, and his hair had unknowingly become messy during the previous rubbing of his ears, making him grim. There is a little more abstinence in the temperament.
Hearing Gu Xizhou's answer, Si Yu dragged his chin and looked at Gu Xizhou carefully. Gu Xizhou was a little embarrassed by him, lowered his eyes and smiled, and said softly, "What are you staring at me for? Weird question."
Si Yu said, "I'm very happy."
"Happy?" Gu Xizhou moved his eyelids, stopped on Si Yu's cheek, and asked, "Do you really like me that much?"
Si Yu nodded and said, "Well. I like it more than you think, no... To be precise, I love you.
"Gu Xizhou, I love you."
Gu Xizhou heard Si Yu's sudden confession. Although Gu Xizhou was happy, he didn't know what to say. He asked tentatively, "Did something happen? You are a little strange recently."
"No." Si Yu touched Gu Xizhou's hair, and then said nothing.
Fu Yiran has sent him a note many times, and each time the note is written with the same sentence—
Do you think he really likes you, or is he just accepting the fate you arranged for him
This guy Fu Yiran is nosy at all.
After eating his rice bowl, Gu Xizhou took a shower and sat on the side. He didn't know why, he didn't know why he fell asleep even though he was leaning against the sofa.
tick.
tick.
There was a lot of blood, the man subconsciously covered his waist with his hands, the blood dripped down the stairs, and there were loud voices in his ears.
"The policeman is finally dead." It seemed that someone was whispering such an unreal word in his ear, but Gu Xizhou could hear it clearly, the disdain and contempt in the man's tone.
Around the man, there were many people watching the fun, and the appearance of these people gradually became blurred from clear.
Gu Xizhou felt more and more difficult to breathe—
"Xizhou, wake up." Si Yu came out of the bathroom and saw Gu Xizhou frowning and sweating, and woke him up.
Gu Xizhou opened his eyes in a daze, and rubbed his eyes with the back of his hand.
"A nightmare again?" Si Yu asked in a deep voice.
Gu Xizhou snorted, his face turned pale, recently... It's strange, always dreaming about the past, dreaming of those pictures when he died, why is this happening.