1846: C1846 Outside Peace of Mind Is Where You Go

C1846 Outside Peace of Mind Is Where You Go

"Gu Yunxiao, you are really alive... you are still alive..."

The other party still did not answer his question. He was sobbing as he repeated his question.

Before he knew it, there was a hint of sourness in the room.

Gu Yunxiao's heart cracked open and his breathing became heavy.

Cries came from the phone. His frown was deep.

The hand that was tightly holding the phone silently withdrew from his ear.

The phone fell onto the blanket.

Everything was silent.

His heart was boiling.

The light from the lamp fell on his tightly knitted brows, like a scar that had been broken on his heart.

It was not completely painful.

There was also an indescribable sadness and sorrow.

At this moment, it was as if two little people were tearing at his heart.

One said, "Since you love her, you should go to her side.

The other refuted. Love a person, you shouldn't be so selfish. In this situation, you should let go.

A small person said: Why should he let go? If you love someone, you should stay by her side. Until the end of her life.

The other immediately denied: Rather than letting her suffer in the future, why not let go now? Time was the best medicine. Only then could that person protect her for a long time and give her eternal happiness.

Gu Yunxiao's face was as pale as snow. The veins on his forehead were purple. Those deep blue eyes were covered with a layer of gray shadow.

Struggling.

Struggle.

He bragged that he was free and unrestrained. Even when Lin Ange and Lu Yiyao were together, he was only full of blessings and had never suffered before. When he thought of Yuwen Qingge wanting to marry someone else, his heart felt inexplicably stifled.

In order to prevent himself from changing his mind, he picked up his phone and turned it off.

He got up and walked to the window. He pushed open half of the window and allowed the night wind that blew in recklessly to hit him.

...

Pear City.

The sky was blue, and the bright sun was blinding.

Yuwen Qingge sat under the hexagonal pavilion and held her phone with both hands to her chest. Her eyes were filled with tears as she stared at a banana tree not far away.

The air was filled with sadness. Even the scorching sun could not dry up.

The sun was too big, and the banana tree's leaves were somewhat withered. A few leaves were hanging down lazily.

After staring for too long, the corners of Yuwen Qingge's eyes became dry and her vision became blurry.

"He is still alive... He is actually still alive..."2

After a long time, her long feather lightly trembled. A row of pearl flowers on her long eyelashes instantly rolled down. Her eyes were already prickly red.

"Qing Ge."

Behind her, someone called out to her.

"He's still alive. That's great... he's still alive..."

Yuwen Qingge did not seem to hear it and muttered softly.

"Qing Ge."

Qian Jingchuan looked at her trembling back and called out again. He did not continue to walk towards her but stopped in place.

"Un."

Yuwen Qingge's eardrums were ringing. She was stunned for a moment and subconsciously replied.

"Qing Ge, it's too hot outside. Let's go back to the house."

Qian Jingchuan asked concernedly.

"Huh?"

Yuwen Qingge's long eyelashes trembled and her heart beat rapidly. Her blurry vision suddenly became clear and the yellow banana leaves fell into her eyes.

Qian Jingchuan saw that she was in a daze and felt extremely uncomfortable. His eyes dimmed a lot.

Regardless of whether the two of them chose to be engaged, it was out of their own will or for other reasons. He did not want to see her like this.

He hoped that she would be happy, that she would be happy.

He hoped that he could make up for the years he missed.

"Qing Ge, aunty cooked a soybean soup to cool down the heat..."

Qian Jingchuan forcefully restrained the emotions in his heart. The corners of his lips parted as he spoke with an extremely doting tone. Unexpectedly, he was interrupted by Yuwen Qingge before he could finish his sentence.

"Qian Jingchuan, I'm sorry..."

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