Qi Cong was shocked by Gu Xun's overly aggressive gesture and expression, and saw that Gu Xun did not answer.
Shen Jia was about to die of fright, so she stood in front of Qi Cong and frowned at Gu Xun: "What are you doing? It's very dangerous to block the elevator like this, you... "
He looked back at Qi Cong, hesitated for two seconds, then looked at Gu Xun again, and said sternly, "I don't care what disputes you have with Brother Cong, but you can't bully him like that."
Gu Xun still stared at Qi Cong, without giving Shen Jia a look, his words had a bit of gnashing of teeth: "How could I bully him." He reached out his hand to pull Qi Cong, but was blocked by Shen Jia, so he simply He took two steps forward and entered the elevator, passed over Shen Jia and said to Qi Cong, "Let's talk."
The elevator closed, locking out the handsome mixed-race guy who didn't have time to react.
Qi Cong woke up, and when he met Gu Xun's eyes like a beast staring at its prey, his heart tightened, and then a very strong sense of strangeness rose.
This is not the Gu Xun he knew, the Gu Xun he knew was gentle and harmless, and would never show such expressions and eyes.
As if someone poured a basin of cold water on his head, all the soft and entangled emotions in Qi Cong's heart were all retracted into the protective shell. He turned his head sideways, raised his hand to hold Shen Jia's shoulder, and patted it soothingly: "Jiajia, don't be nervous, I'm fine."
Gu Xun looked at Qi Cong's hand on Shen Jia's shoulder, and then stared at Qi Cong again: "What did you call him?"
These words were asked fiercely and deeply, as if they were about to fight. Qi Cong ignored Gu Xun, held down Shen Jia who wanted to talk, looked at Zhao Zhenxun in the corner who was frowning and looked at him and Gu Xun back and forth, and asked, "Manager Zhao, can I leave the team temporarily to talk to Mr. Gu?"
Gu Xun's expression became more and more bad: "You actually called me Gu—"
The elevator stopped, the door opened, and the eighth floor was reached.
"Give you fifteen minutes." Zhao Zhenxun interrupted Gu Xun's words aloud. At the same time, he stepped forward and pressed Gu Xun's shoulder, separating him from looking at Qi Cong. His attitude was polite, but his words were a little warning, "Gu Xun said. Sir, Qi Cong is my employee. In fifteen minutes, I want to see him come back safely, and if I haven't seen anyone in fifteen minutes, I will call the police. "
After he finished speaking, he looked back at Qi Cong: "Quickly decide, we will wait for you in the parking lot."
Zhao Zhenxun pulled the reluctant Shen Jia away, and the elevator door slowly closed, leaving only Gu Xun and Qi Cong in the small space.
Qi Cong tried his best to appear calm and asked, "Where to talk?"
Gu Xun didn't speak.
Qi Cong could feel that Gu Xun's eyes had been glued to himself, with a sense of oppression that he didn't like - a sense of oppression that would never appear in Gu Xun's memory in his memory.
The more unfamiliar places, the more reminded him of the cruelty of reality.
He was really deceived.
Qi Cong suppressed his emotions and wanted to look up at Gu Xun and ask again, but out of the corner of his eye he saw the long legs that were standing still moving.
Gu Xun stood beside Qi Cong, reached out and pressed the seventh floor: "Go to my room." His tone no longer sounded as fierce as before, but it still seemed to be pressing down on something.
Qi Cong gave up looking up, put his eyes on the floor button of the elevator, and said hello.
The elevator began to descend.
I don't know if it was intentional or just for the convenience of pressing the elevator floor button. Gu Xun stood very close to Qi Cong, and the hand hanging by his side was less than ten centimeters away from Qi Cong's hand. Qi Cong squeezed into the corner of the elevator.
The light from the elevator slanted down from the upper center, and the shadow cast by Gu Xun's body just shrouded the thin Qi Cong inside.
There is a very light perfume smell diffused in the elevator. It's like a fir, and it's like the smell of thin ice on the branches and leaves of the trees after a heavy snowfall. It's shallow, cool, with a little grassy smell. Although it's light, once you notice it, you can't ignore it anymore.
Gu Xun obviously didn't move, but Qi Cong felt that he was trapped by something invisible.
It was another unfamiliar place. The Gu Xun he knew would never choose such a "disrespectful" position.
For family reasons, Qi Cong didn't like this sense of oppression and restraint. He closed his eyes with force, his shoulders were instinctively tense, like an animal whose territory was invaded, every nerve in his body was mobilized, and he was not affected by it. Take control to capture all the nuanced traces of the aggressor.
"fear me?"
The voice directly conveyed by the invader suddenly sounded in the enlarged neural network. Qi Cong froze, then shook his head and replied, "No."
"Then why don't you look at me?"
The elevator stopped and the door opened. Fresh air surged up, diluting the scent of perfume in the air.
Qi Cong broke free from the trapped state, let out his breath, and finally turned his head to look at Gu Xun. He met Gu Xun's drooping gaze without blinking: "I'm not afraid of you. We only have fifteen minutes."
The two looked at each other.
Gu Xun first averted his eyes and signaled Qi Cong to go out first, his tone inexplicably softened: "My room is 714."
Only then did Qi Cong look away and walk out of the elevator first.
Gu Xun followed behind, not side by side with Qi Cong, but walked half a step behind Qi Cong diagonally behind - that's a very convenient position to reach out and pull people back when they run away.
The feeling of being stared at by a beast came again.
Qi Cong endured and did not look back.
He was a little distracted.
In the past, the atmosphere between him and Gu Xun was always relaxed and happy, harmonious and warm. Although Gu Xun has a difficult family, he is well-bred, speaks softly and shyly, and behaves politely and restrained.
It is completely different from the man behind him who is also called Gu Xun.
Is this the real Gu Xun
He stopped at the door of 714: "To-"
The person who was half a step behind suddenly stepped forward, swiped the door lock with the key card in a posture that almost hugged him.
drop.
The door opened.
Gu Xun backed away: "Please come in."
"..." Qi Cong stepped inside, then stopped when he reached the junction where the entrance connects the rooms, and turned to look at Gu Xun.
Gu Xun took the door and leaned against the door to look at Qi Cong.
The two looked at each other again and spoke at the same time.
"Why did you lie to me?"
"Have you ever cried?"
Qi Cong was stunned for a moment, then shook his head and replied bluntly, "No."
There was not enough light at the door, so Qi Cong couldn't see Gu Xun's expression clearly.
Gu Xun didn't speak for a while, then suddenly stood up straight.
Qi Cong straightened his back instinctively and looked up at Gu Xun slightly.
This is a somewhat defensive posture.
Gu Xun stopped getting up, leaned back to the door again, and motioned to Qi Gong to a single sofa in the room: "Sit there."
Qi Cong realized that he was a little overly nervous, frowned, and said nothing, turned around and walked to the single sofa and sat down, looking at Gu Xun who was still standing at the door.
Only then did Gu Xun move. He walked to the foot of the bed diagonally opposite the sofa and sat down, keeping a two-meter distance from Qi Cong.
The soft seat, the sunlight coming in from the window, and the distance that won't cause a sense of oppression, Qi Cong relaxed a little - this is a distance suitable for normal conversation.
He looked at Gu Xun, who hadn't moved or spoken since he sat down, just looked at him with a look he couldn't understand, and tried his best to ask calmly: "Gu Xun, why did you lie to me?"
Gu Xun didn't answer, but got up and took out a bottle of juice from the small refrigerator in the room and put it on the low cabinet by Qi Cong's hand, then returned to the foot of the bed, sat down and looked at Qi Cong: "Except what was just wasted, talk to me for a while. It takes less than ten minutes to send you away. Our real talk time is less than ten minutes. In order to maximize the efficiency of this communication, I suggest that we adopt a question-and-answer method. You ask, I answer, and I will ask you again. Is that ok? We must all tell the truth, no concealment or deception.”
Qi Cong looked at Gu Xun's completely different rational and calm appearance from before, clasped his hands on his knees, made himself rational, and nodded: "Yes."
"You are younger than me, you ask first."
【You are younger than me, I have to take care of you. 】
A slightly shy word emerged from the depths of my memory, and the rational protection net built by Qi Cong was easily broken, and a question blurted out: "Are you really the Gu Xun I know?"
Maybe it was because Gu Xun was sitting in the sun. At the moment when he finished asking, Qi Cong seemed to see something gleaming in Gu Xun's eyes, but when he looked at it carefully , but found that Gu Xun was still rational and calm.
Gu Xun got up and took a bottle of juice for himself. He sat down again and replied, "I am. It's time for me to ask you."
The long-anticipated answer, an absurd drama-like reality. Qi Cong restrained his emotions and nodded: "You ask."
Gu Xun's voice was a little soft: "You cried, right? Just after I said hello to you."
Qi Cong didn't expect Gu Xun to ask this question again. He didn't want to show weakness in front of such a strange Gu Xun, so he shook his head again: "No—"
"Can't lie."
"..." Qi Cong shut up, looked down at the hands he was clasping, and suddenly raised his eyes to look straight at Gu Xun, "Yes, I cried. Gu Xun, you have to waste your time on this meaningless thing. the problem?"
Gu Xun didn't get angry because of Qi Cong's questioning. He looked at Qi Cong, and his tone became a little slower: "It makes sense, this question is very important to me. Qi Cong, I'm sorry for making you so sad."
Qi Cong pursed her lips abruptly, turned her head away from Gu Xun, and slid her Adam's apple up and down.
"Qi-"
"It's time for me to ask." Qi Cong turned around and interrupted Gu Xun's words, his tone increased, "Why did you lie to me?"
Gu Xun met Qi Cong's gaze, remained silent for two seconds, and replied, "Because... you will hate the real me."
Qi Cong was stunned, frowning at Gu Xun.
"It's my turn. When did you remember the past?"
Qi Cong wanted to specifically ask Gu Xun what the answer to the last question meant. He opened his mouth and looked at Gu Xun who still looked extremely elegant and dazzling even if he just sat casually. Suddenly he didn't know how to ask. .
How to ask, everything in the past is an illusion, he doesn't know the real Gu Xun at all.
A sense of emptiness suddenly surged in his heart, and Qi Cong lowered his tone and replied, "A week ago. My next question, today's waterless issue, why do you want to help me?"
"Because I think. Qi Cong," Gu Xun said solemnly, "I hope you can answer the question I ask honestly next."
Why would you want to
Qi Cong swallowed her doubts, and also assumed a solemn attitude, nodding: "Okay."
Gu Xun squeezed the juice bottle tightly, his eyes darkened, and his tone became a little lower: "The one surnamed Jiang... just that..." He paused before continuing to ask, "You are already together, right, he... Is he good to you?" The voice almost came out of his teeth when he asked.
Qi Cong was stunned for a moment, then shook his head quickly: "No, I'm not with Jiang Zhaoyan."
Gu Xun raised his eyes suddenly: "Really?"
"I'm not with Jiang Zhaoyan, I'm with him..." Looking at Gu Xun like this, Qi Cong suddenly didn't know how to explain it, and didn't know the meaning of this mutually reserved conversation. He paused and said, "My last question, Gu Xun, after I lost my memory three years ago, have I done anything to hurt you?"
Gu Xun was obviously stunned after hearing this question, and asked, "What did you say?"
Qi Cong repeated the question again.
Gu Xun's expression changed little by little.
Why does a person ask others for proof of what he has done by himself? Does he not remember it himself? Could it be... Gu Xun suddenly sat up straight: "You forgot?"
Qi Cong frowned at Gu Xun's suddenly oppressive attitude, and instinctively leaned back on the sofa: "What?"
"Why do you ask this question? Are you—" Gu Xun suddenly stopped talking, looked at Qi Cong for a while, his expression changed again, there was something he found but he had to resist showing it. eccentric. He shook his head: "No, I refuse to answer your last question."
Qi Cong didn't understand: "What do you mean—"
"You asked me three questions, I asked you three questions, we are even, and this communication is over." Gu Xun suddenly threw away the juice and came to Qi Cong, his arm resting on the armrest of the sofa, covering Qi Cong under him , looked at Qi Cong condescendingly for two seconds, and smiled, "No wonder I cry... It turns out that I am still young."