My mother died of regret, and she was very miserable when she died. She was left with an unfinished painting.
And this painting will never be completed.
A butterfly with broken wings, an ugly monster, with its torso squirming on the ground, unable to fly across the deep sea, and can only watch from afar until it dies silently.
She also smiled silently, and her phone suddenly rang.
"Speak." The voice was soft and concerned.
"Shan!" She whispered, not without surprise, "Have you finished training?"
During Susan's training, communication was very strict and could only be done once in a while.
"Well, it's almost there," Susan replied with a smile: "But there are still a few days. This time I am allowed to call. The first one will call home, and the second one will call you. Are you very touched?"
"I'm touched, I'm moved." Youyan echoed, thinking of the incident in the alley, he wanted to tell her to be careful, but he was afraid that she would worry about him, so he swallowed it in the end. Since Gu Yebai is willing to take care of it, maybe it can be solved before she comes back
Thinking of Gu Yebai, there was something else.
"Shan, do you still remember the vow you made in front of my mother?"
Susan's tone deepened slightly, "Lu Youyan."
"Remember what you said."
Susan suddenly said: "Yan, he really still cares about you, doesn't he?"
Youyan didn't answer, only said: "You shouldn't have made a bet with Xu Qing."
"You don't need to remind me. I won't say a word to Gu Yebai. I said it four years ago. Lu Youyan, you fool, just continue to be sad and shed tears behind others! Do you think I can Never mind you again!" Susan scolded and cut off the call.
Gu Yebai went downstairs, but there was no sign of that idiot. His heart sank. He narrowed his sharp eyes and relaxed slightly when he saw her nestled in the corner of the balcony.
The half-opened floor-to-ceiling glass reflected her figure.
She was in a daze holding her cell phone.
The corners of his lips raised unconsciously.
He walked out slowly and put his hand on her shoulder, which was teasing.
There was a usual coolness in the warmth. Youyan was startled, and then glared back fiercely.
"Who is it?" Gu Yebai asked.
"Susan." She replied bitterly.
"Susan is quite sensible." Gu Yebai said.
She didn't react and repeated his words, "Shiqu?"
He stretched out his arms to wrap her in his arms, resting the other person's chin on her thin shoulder, and brought his lips to her ear, "The long night is too short, but the spring sky is short." He said softly.
Youyan was stunned for a moment, then screamed: "Gu Yebai, you bastard."
She broke away with all her strength, but this time he didn't stop her. She escaped from his arms and walked some distance before standing still.
The corners of Gu Yebai's lips curved slightly, but he didn't see any movement in his steps. He stretched out his long arms and caught her back in his arms.
He pressed her deeply into his arms, leaned over and kissed the corners of her eyes, the tip of her nose, and the ends of her ears. She screamed and ran away.
He suddenly let go of his hand and let her run away.
Seeing her wrinkled little face, glaring over with vigilance, running and shouting, and finally scolding and laughing at the same time, I felt that I was also very angry.
His lover should be like this. Being pampered by your loved ones, you don’t know the troubles of the world. How could it be related to that dark and dirty hut with garbage strewn all over the floor
He didn't express his distress.
Seeing a thin layer of sweat on her forehead, he just raised his hand to gently wipe it off for her. His eyes were as bright as the sun, enveloping her in his sight without her realizing it.
Finally, he stretched out his hand and caught her again.
This childish slapstick makes people forget the past for a moment. She reached out and poked it, "It doesn't count. Let's try again."
Gu Yebai laughed and pinched her nose, "Everyone has been caught, what do you think we should do?"
"Wouldn't I say it again?" She said matter-of-factly.
The corners of his lips curved slightly, and he held her little ears with both hands, "What should the loser pay for?"
The voice bewitches.