The taste in my memory instantly awakens the memories hidden deep in my heart.
The difference between the beauty of the past and today always makes people sad. This taste is too familiar, and the familiarity stimulates her tear ducts. The sourness rushes into her nose, making it difficult for her to swallow. She is afraid that she will lose control of her tears.
, she put down her fork with a cold expression, and whispered, "Not very good."
Resisting the urge to cry, she bit her lip and forced herself to say ruthlessly, "People change, and so does their appetite. I don't like this kind of thing anymore."
Seeing that he was silent, she felt that the atmosphere was too depressing, so depressing that she wanted to cry. She lowered her eyes and whispered, "I'll go upstairs to pack my things."
I got up and walked upstairs, packing my luggage in a hurry, just wanting to get out of here as soon as possible!
Hurry up and end these days!
Maybe if we don't meet each other in the future, she won't be in such pain.
Gu Tingchuan looked at the spaghetti that was barely moving on the plate, with a hint of pain in his dark eyes.
He just wanted to do it for her one last time, and he still remembered the note she posted in the western restaurant.
He still remembered that the woman who could sit on his legs and hold his neck, as long as she acted coquettishly and said she was hungry, even if she was tired and unwilling to do those things, he would be disturbed by her little actions.
His whole heart softened into a puddle of soft water. At that moment, he would even feel a little satisfied and superior. At least his woman had something to rely on him.
However, everything in the past no longer exists. She was right, people will change, and he should be happy for her changes, right?
Happy that she can let go of the past...
I am happy that she will not have to be sad about the memories in the future and can start a new life.
The corners of Gu Tingchuan's lips raised, with a smile on his face, but his heart seemed to have been forcibly ripped out.
If today is the last day they get together, can he be selfish again...
Domineering again!
I saw her carrying her luggage, walking downstairs quickly, and heading directly to the door.
Gu Tingchuan stood up, strode forward, held her wrist firmly, snatched the luggage from her hand with one hand, and said solemnly, "We agreed for three days, but it's not over yet."
She frowned and saw that he looked like he couldn't refuse, which made her feel that he had always spoken to her in this tone back in the past.
He was overbearing and could not be refused, but his plain tone was firm and somewhat threatening.
Hai Yao struggled to pull her hand back, but he held it too tightly, and she couldn't break away at all. Then she said angrily, "Let go, Xiaoguai and Mengmeng have already gone back. There is no need for you and I to stay any longer."
Get down!"
"Whether it's necessary or not, I have the final say!"
He pulled her hard and pulled her in front of her. Hai Yao glared at his deep black eyes and heard him say unhurriedly, "I will let go after today is over."
Allow him to ignore her feelings for the last time...
Gu Tingchuan held her wrist tightly, threw her luggage aside, pulled her towards the car, and forced her into the car. When he got in the car, he saw her trying to open the door and reached out to pull her
His hands intersect with her fingers and hold them tightly, firstly to prevent her from escaping, and secondly...
He has long wanted to do this...
"Gu Tingchuan, what on earth do you want to do!"
I just told her about the divorce last night, why is she doing this today?
It is said that a woman's mind is difficult to understand, and she thinks he is even more difficult to understand!
She tried her best to keep a distance from him, not because she didn't care, but sometimes because she was too heartbroken, because she knew that this person did not belong to her, so she didn't dare to get too close or be alone...
He turned to look at her angry look, raised the corners of his mouth slightly, and said with a smile, "You don't have to be so nervous, just treat it like... having a good day with an 'old friend'?"
Where is Haiyao in the mood to play!
Staring at him, she said angrily, "Who are your old friends?"
As he said this, he tried to pull his hand away angrily, but he held it too tightly.
He smiled and didn't pay attention to her little mood. Instead, he casually asked, "Is there anything in particular you want to do?"
Whatever she wanted to accomplish, he hoped to help her accomplish it today...
"No!"
"Really not? I remember you didn't like watching movies before?"
She frowned and looked at him, "Do you think I'm in the mood to watch a movie with you now?"
"Then what do you want to do?"
"Gu Tingchuan!" Why didn't he care about her? Didn't he know that she looked embarrassed?
Two people who are getting divorced sit together and watch a movie calmly?
Gu Tingchuan naturally knew what she was thinking now. The corners of his mouth curved slightly bitterly, and he suddenly said seriously, "If I say, I might die, will you stay with me for a whole day?"
His tone was so natural and plain, as if he was telling something helpless and true.
However, there was a light that seemed to be a smile but not a smile in his black eyes. That kind of smile that made it difficult to tell whether it was true or false made Hai Yao stunned for a moment.
Then, she smiled and sneered, "Can you give me a fresher reason?"
The smile on her face showed disbelief.
Gu Tingchuan smiled lightly and sighed silently. He held her hand tightly, with the same frivolous and tight tone as before, and said, "I want to deceive your sympathy. It seems that women nowadays don't believe this."
An excuse."
He pretended that everything he just said was a lie, and joked with a smile, "Stupid women are cute, what are you doing if you are so smart?"
She glared at him and looked out the car window angrily, but she couldn't help but feel relieved.
God knows, the way she looked at him just now and listened to his tone, she almost believed him.
That feeling was like a pair of invisible hands gripping her heart.