"Li Jingyuan, I don't want anyone to become me. I have always said that I am who I am! I was not Shen Qingyu's stand-in before, and I don't need anyone else to be my stand-in in the future."
"Gu Liangyan, you misunderstood, I didn't..." Li Jingyuan suddenly realized the harm he had caused to Gu Liangyan before. He felt repentant in his heart and continued to explain. However, he was interrupted sharply by Gu Liangyan.
"You do! Cruelty is your nature, and you are as cruel as ever."
It was so cruel that I saw it with my own eyes, and it brought back all kinds of fragmented memories in me!
These words were clearly written in Gu Liangyan's eyes. She believed that she had conveyed them to the man and turned away.
One step, two steps, three steps... The man did not catch up. Gu Liangyan's footsteps became heavier and heavier, and her heart became heavier and heavier.
There was a roar from behind, "Gu Liangyan, do you really hate me so much?"
I hate him so much that I want to send him to someone else's bed.
I hate him so much that I don’t even want to be in the same space with him.
"No, I don't hate you." Gu Liangyan's voice was very soft, and then she turned half of her body to the side. The not-so-soft curves of her face looked particularly cold in the sun, "I just don't love you anymore."
When I love you, you are the whole world; when I don’t love you, you are nothing.
Even my hatred is a luxury for you.
...
Gu Liangyan stood by the bus stop, looking blankly into the sky. There were three or four buses in front of her, but she didn't even get on them.
The phone rang several times in the bag and finally broke free from the pocket and fell to the ground. Only then did Gu Liangyan answer the phone.
"Yes, Wang Ling."
"Mr. Gu, there is a customer who has named you and wants to see you because he has his own design ideas for the clothes he wants. He is afraid that I can't convey them well, so he wants to see you in person." Wang Ling's voice came from the other end of the phone. Gu Liangyan blinked and came back to his senses.
"time and location."
"Eight o'clock tonight, Mocha cb."
Gu Liangyan glanced at her watch and hung up the phone. The watchband covered the scars of self-abuse, but she clearly knew what was going on underneath.
How could I forget it?
Maybe I will never forget it in this life.
Mocha CB is a bar with a petty bourgeois sentiment.
Gu Liangyan arrived before eight o'clock.
I randomly found a seat and sat down, and then sent a message to Wang Ling. She forgot to ask for the guest's phone number.
As soon as the message was edited and sent out, a person stood beside her.
"Can I sit down?" The man's voice was clear and still polite.
"Mr. Wen, long time no see." Gu Liangyan greeted with a smile, "But I'm sorry, I have an appointment."
At this time, the phone rang and it was Wang Ling calling.
Gu Liangyan smiled apologetically and answered the phone. Then, she was stunned for a second. Looking at the man who had already taken a seat, she silently hung up the phone in her hand.
"Miss Gu should know by now that I am the one who asked you out."
"Indeed, I just found out." Gu Liangyan smiled.
If she had known it was him, she would never have come.
"Gu Liangyan, you are avoiding me." Wen Changxun could see the abnormality in Gu Liangyan's expression at a glance. His expression was a little hurt.
Gu Liangyan remained silent until the waiter brought two Bloody Marys over. She sighed heavily and said, "Let's be honest. What kind of clothes does Mr. Wen want to design, and what kind of creativity do you have?"
Hearing this, Wen Changxun couldn't hold back his gentle smile, "We must only talk about business matters, and we can't have friends..."
"Mr. Wen! If there are none, then I will leave first."