The Road Turns White Tonight

Chapter 292: I love you

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There was no one on the bed.

He frowned slightly and walked to the study.

The music came slowly, very softly, as if it couldn't bear to disturb anyone's dream.

Yo te amo

The corners of his mouth curled up unconsciously.

Unscrew the doorknob and go in.

She curled up on the table and fell asleep, music flowing from the computer.

He walked to her side, something seemed to be stepping on his feet.

When he picked it up, he saw that it was a piece of paper with lyrics printed on it. The corners of his mouth became a little darker.

Behind the desk is a bright floor-to-ceiling window, where you can see the clear blue sky, the sunshine and the noise in the garden, as well as everyone's smiles.

"Word."

He called her softly.

Her long hair was spread softly, and she pressed her face on her arms, so that the expression on her face could not be seen.

He thought that she was probably having a good dream, otherwise she wouldn't have ignored the cheerful laughter.

He patted her hair and said, "Little pig, get up, everyone is waiting for you."

His thin body remained motionless.

It was as if something heavy suddenly hit his head, crushing all his senses into a hollow.

The outstretched hand was also trembling. He gritted his teeth and reached under her nose.

For a long time, I almost forgot the movements.

He slowly closed his eyes, and the misty rainy day that year became clear in his mind.

"Classmate, where are you going? Let's go together."

Tell me, was that what you said at that time? With his head slightly lowered, the tilted umbrella fell on someone's head and wet someone's clothes.

Then, with this departure, two years of happiness, four years of pain and longing, and six years of ordinaryness and happiness have passed.

Then what.

You're tired, you can't walk with me anymore, right

"Xiao Bai, some people say that the heart has a memory function. If I change my heart in the future, what will you do?"

When others say it, you really believe it. Before the heart transplant surgery, you wrote whose name on pieces of paper and then quietly threw it away, fearing that I would find out.

Once, you said, you are not worthy of me.

In fact, it is Gu Yebai who is not worthy of you. If you love someone, you would rather let go than suffer alone. I love someone, I must have him, and I am willing to be tortured by two people.

You often tell your best friend that Gu Yebai is very good to you.

Remember what I told you, people make choices to make themselves happy.

Being good to you will actually make me happy in the end.

In this life, no one has ever told me that they will make tiramisu for my birthday every year from now on. There would never be another person who would not hesitate to run into a fire twice without even knowing if I was inside.

"Gu Yebai, Mao and I will get married in my lifetime."

After so many years, why can your happiness still be so simple, but in the end I never explained the meaning of that song to you.

Gu Yebai's pride should be damned.

He smiled, half-knelt on the ground, took the body into his arms, and held the slightly wrinkled paper tightly in his palm.

"Yan, Yo te amo means, I love you."

"Someone has translated the lyrics very well. Are you afraid of hearing a pretentious version?"

Joy in life, your face nourishes me and brings me good times.

In your heart, peace can be found.

If there is a gap in your life, you fill it.

If you are my destined love, then I will devote all of myself to you.

My only weakness is you, and until the end, I know very well that I will always be waiting for you.

His vision slowly blurred, and something condensed and slid down to her hair.

He reached out to wipe it, only to find that the more he wiped it, the top of her hair was soaked, and the liquid kept sliding down his face, just like the rain that year.

He panicked and started wiping frantically, fearing that her appearance would be ruined.

Until, my waist tightened.

"Xiaobai, what are you doing?"

The originally dead breath in his arms rippled out.

His atrium contracted violently, and he was stunned for a moment, just standing there, and the hand around her waist fell, as if he had lost all consciousness.

Struggling from the heavy nightmare, Youyan rubbed her eyes and reached out to hug her husband.

Before her claws touched him, his body was suddenly lifted up and pressed back into his arms.

"It hurts." She resisted dissatisfiedly.

"It's okay to know it hurts."

What is this nonsense? Youyan gritted his teeth, but seeing that the man was agitated, he didn't dare to say anything, so he had no choice but to let him strangle him to death.

"Why didn't you agree when I called you just now?"

Youyan shuddered, his tone seemed to be extremely angry.

She couldn't help but said aggrievedly: "I just took some medicine and fell asleep in a daze. After that, my body felt very heavy, as if I heard a voice. I wanted to open my eyes, but I couldn't open them no matter how hard I tried. Later, The top of my head felt cold, and I suddenly woke up.”

She wanted to explain something, but he blocked her mouth.

The sharp kiss made her mind go blank.

He seemed to be trying to steal all the air from her mouth and abdomen, leaving not a drop for her.

When she thought she was going to suffocate to death, he slowly let go of her.

"Gu Yebai, you lunatic." She lay on his shoulder and panted.

He quickly hugged her tight again.

"What's wrong?" she asked suspiciously.

He didn't speak, just hugged her tightly.

After a long time, when she thought he wouldn't say anything, he said calmly: "Everyone is here, I'll take you down."

"Then let's go." She was happy and pulled him to go out.

"Wait a moment."

"you say."

"Didn't you ask me what that song meant?"

"Hmph, let me search Google myself."

"Then have you checked?"

"No, no, no," she said aggrievedly.

"No need to check, I'll tell you."

She was slightly stunned, thinking that he was going to tease her again, so she turned her head and looked out the window angrily.

The garden was lively and lively.

Suddenly something crossed his waist, and his slender fingers seemed to be writing something. The words for this action seemed familiar, as if she had done it somewhere many years ago. She was startled and looked up at him, only to find that she couldn't stop smiling, and it was bright in his eyes.