He planned to help her into the room with a tough heart, but Gu Chun was a little stubborn, "Ang, you must hug me, otherwise I won't go to bed."
Ling Ang had no choice but to gently wrap around his arms and hug her gently.
Gu Chun leaned against his spacious arms and felt so comfortable, just like he was in his mother's arms when he was a child.
The refreshing masculine aura floated over him, making her feel very secure.
She couldn't help but rub her head against his chest, and hugged her neck tightly with her hands, and shouted softly, "And..."
Ling Ang noticed that the atmosphere was a little subtle, so he opened the distance between the two.
Gu Chun looked at him frustratedly, his eyes a little fascinated, and the love in his eyes flowed like sea water.
She slowly approached his face...
Ling Ang quickly stopped her, "Gu Chun, you are drunk."
But Gu Chun was unwilling to let go of his hand and hugged his shoulder tightly, with a confused look on his eyes, "And, just meet my request."
"Gu Chun, don't do this..."
Gu Chun looked at him frustratedly, his expression calmed down, and there was a slight tear in his eyes, "Ang, don't be so cruel to me? Do you know how many years I have liked you, do you know the taste of unrequited love?
What a pain, do you know that my heart is as painful as eating coptis chinensis every day, do you know that loneliness is like the night when people are quiet..."
Ling Ang looked at her quietly, feeling sad. Why didn't he know that he knew this taste better than anyone else, and he tasted this bitterness more than anyone else, and he would taste it for a long time.
Perhaps because of the deep knowledge of this pain, Ling Ang's heart felt pity.
He knew that Gu Chun began to like himself when he was a girl.
After his father passed away, he and his mother went to Australia. In order to meet him more, Gu Chun usually went to Australia to see him every few months, but it has never changed over the years.
For so many years, she has been silently caring for him. Especially when her father passed away, she has been with her and her mother all the time, giving herself a lot of encouragement and help.
But after so many years, he has never given her any feelings.
He really feels sorry for wasting her youth for so many years.
Moreover, on the night of Jiang Li's house, he broke her heart.
Thinking of it, his eyes softened.
Seeing his face softer, Gu Chun slowly leaned his head over.
Her lips gently pressed against his face...
Wang Aoshuang, who was about to drink water downstairs, looked at everything in front of her, and her heart was filled with sorrow like a tsunami.
She had known for a long time that Gu Chun and Ling Ang had an extraordinary relationship, but when she saw it with her own eyes, the feeling was much more painful than she thought, and the pain almost lost the strength to walk away.
No wonder Ling Ang went out so late, it turned out that he brought Gu Chun home.
A tear flowed from the corner of her eyes, and she turned around and left with all her strength...
Ling Ang let Gu Chun kiss her on the face, and gently helped her away, "Okay, go and have a rest."
"Ann," Gu Chun still pulled his arm and asked in pain: "Is it still impossible for us to this day?"
Ling Ang turned around, turned his back to her, and said in apologizing, "Gu Chun, let's stop asking this question, okay, go and rest quickly."
He walked upstairs resolutely.
Gu Chun stood there in a silence, feeling desolate in his heart.