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- Song Zhi has a schedule on Wednesday.
"I send you."
"There's no need to send me off, both of you are here to pick me up"
It¡¯s still cloudy outside.
Gu Qi picked up an umbrella and walked to the entrance: "I'll see you off."
Before the door was closed tightly, the three people in the room heard¡ª¡ª
"You didn't say you love me today." Gu Qi said.
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The door is closed.
The old man had an expression of disgust on his face: "Tsk, I have no ears to listen."
It¡¯s been like this for the past few days.
When Song Zhi drank water, he followed her, never leaving her: "Do you love me?"
When she reads the script, he can sit next to her all day long and ask without getting bored: "Do you love me?"
When she knelt down to tie her shoelaces, he knelt down too and asked, "Do you love me or not?"
"love me?"
"Do you love me?"
""
At any time, all the time, he is confirming that he is loved and that he is not in a dream. Song Zhi always answered patiently over and over again, never getting impatient.
Song Zhongchu and Ms. Tong took a flight on Saturday morning, and Song Zhi and Gu Qi moved back to the Imperial Garden in the afternoon. The old man became an empty-nest man again. He couldn't bear to talk about his children and granddaughters, so he sang a Peking Opera excerpt to his grandson-in-law. The Flower Picker".
When they left, the old man walked outside the yard, stretched his neck, and drove the car away.
Song Zhi couldn¡¯t bear it: ¡°Would you like to stay with grandpa for a while?¡±
Gu Qi said: "It's inconvenient."
"Why is it inconvenient?"
While driving, he said: "You can't let go."
Song Zhi, who understood instantly: ""
Yes, there is no need to pretend that there is no experience, Gu Qi took her to play crazy before.
Gu Qi made dinner, a few home-cooked dishes that Song Zhi loved to eat. After the meal he made a pot of fruit tea.
"Tell me what will happen after my death."
He wanted to know if she suffered too much by herself after he left.
Song Zhi thought about where to start. She didn¡¯t want to talk about the execution part because she would cry.
"Chu Wei and Fang Ti burned all the poppies in Hepuzhai. I only met them once. Fang Ti gave me a card and said you left it for me."
There is not much money in the card, but it is clean money.
"What about you? Have you returned to the anti-narcotics team?"
Song Zhi said: "I switched to a clerical job."
The Red Triangle knows about her relationship with Gu Qi, and the anti-narcotics team also knows that it is normal for her to no longer be trusted.
"And after that?"
After that, she worked at the police station for several months with a full belly. Her colleagues secretly guessed who the father of her child was, but she never mentioned it, and her colleagues would not ask in front of her.
"I quit my job and opened a bookstore selling coffee. The business in the store was not very good, but I could barely make ends meet."
During those ten years, except for Si Zhi, all people and things made her confused. Thinking about it now, she doesn't know how she lived.
She simply summed it up: "Just like that, living a normal life." Living like a zombie.
Gu Qi looked into her eyes and asked, "Are you alone?"
"Um."
"Will you live a long life?" Gu Qi cares more about this than whether she spends time with others.
He hopes that she can live a long life. Even if she is not happy, he also hopes that she can live a long life.
She lowered her head and drank tea: "Yes."
She lied.
She didn't mention Si Zhi. If she did, she would tell 10,000 lies to ensure her long life, such as whether Si Zhi grew up well, whether she asked about her father, and whether she married the one she loved. Have you given birth to children, have you lived a happy life
She couldn¡¯t answer any of these. She didn¡¯t live a long life, she only lived for forty years.
That night, Gu Qi had a dream. In the dream, there was a mountain with only one tomb, a solitary one.
There is a five or six-year-old girl in front of the grave, looking at the tombstone.
"Mom, who is here?"
There are no words on the tombstone.
Next to the girl stood Song Zhi: "He is an old friend of my mother."
She was still wearing the fisherman's hat with the gun and his name embroidered on it. The hat was very old and the corners were washed white.
The dream is very fragmented, intermittent, vague, confusing, and jumpy.The girl grew up all of a sudden. The sky was overcast and the rain stopped.
"It's very cold today, are you cold?" Song Zhi placed the umbrella on the ground, took off his coat and covered it on the tombstone, "Gu Qi, I'm tired."
The girl asked: "Mom, is his surname also Gu?"
"He is your father."
"What kind of person is dad?"
Song Zhi said: "He is a wicked person."
The dream was cut apart at this time, and then reorganized. It was still the gloomy sky, gray rain, lonely graves, and cold tombstones.
The black umbrella was open and placed next to the tombstone. A thin layer of rain had already fallen. The rain slowly condensed and fell in large drops.
"Gu Qi, are you waiting for me?"
She took out the dagger, cut her wrist, and leaned against the tombstone, waiting for the blood to drain. The drops fell to the ground, slowly washing away the pool of blood.
Gu Qi woke up from his dream and broke into a cold sweat. He sat up and looked at the person next to him through the street light outside. Time passed slowly and he got out of bed lightly.
Not long after he went out, Song Zhi woke up.
He smokes on the balcony.
"Didn't you say quit smoking?" She walked over.
He opened the window to diffuse the smell: "It's a bit difficult."
There was a light on in the living room, and the light was very dim.
Song Zhi stood on tiptoe and went to bite his cigarette. He raised his hand to prevent her from touching it: "This cigarette is not suitable for you. It will choke your throat."
He put out his cigarette.
Song Zhi hugged him and could smell the faint smell of tobacco on his body: "Are you worried?"
The wind blew in and it was a bit cool.
Gu Qi closed the curtains, grabbed her hand and put it into his clothes, then hugged her tightly.
"Who are you thinking about?"
The dream just now was so real.
Song Zhi was surprised: "Did I mention thinking about it?"
He was careful and remembered any details related to her: "You mentioned it when you were drunk. You said that in order to come to me, you even abandoned Si Zhi." He asked her, looking into her eyes, "Si Zhi is Who?¡± (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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