Chapter 538: He thought he was lying
Every day, servants would come in to clean up the place. It was still the same as it was many years ago. There were many music scores on the large bookcase, a violin in the window display, and various trophies next to it. fš«ešwešnšØšel.š°š¼š¦
He reached out to open the door of the cabinet and gently plucked the strings of the zither. It had not been corrected for many years, so the strings had loosened and could no longer make any sound.
He stood there quietly.
He was nine years old when he suddenly lost his father.
He passed away in July. His mother first sent him to his grandfatherās house in shaocheng, afraid that he would stay in the fu familyās main house to see things and miss people. He spent The Darkest Summer vacation of his life in shaocheng.
Everyone in his grandfatherās family was worried about him. Everyone carefully took care of his emotions.
At the end of August, he fell seriously ill. His high fever did not subside, and he talked nonsense all day and night. It was difficult to get tea. His grandparents were scared silly and invited many famous doctors to treat him in the house. In the end, he was finally cured.
In October, his mother sent him to United Kingdom to study. Fu Cheng and he Juan went together, but his grandmother was worried. An old lady who didnāt know English had to go to a foreign country to take care of him. She stayed there for a few years until he entered high school and gradually walked out of the shadow of his fatherās death. Only then did she feel at ease and return to Shao city.
Everything here was the same. The sofa, the desk, the books and pen holders on it, the oil paintings on the wall, the hanging lamp above the head, the carpet under the feet, and the lily of the valley on the window sill.
However, there was no longer that gentle and easy-going man standing by the window and waving at him with a smile.
Until he met Wen Qiao. He thought that he was special and that Wen Qiao could only rely on him to survive. But when she was in the middle City and didnāt see him, she also woke up from her coma.
It was as if he was facing a great enemy. Even now, he would still wake up from a nightmare.
He wasnāt the only one, and he wasnāt special. Wen Qiao could discover his lies at any time, and she would realize that he didnāt wake her up that time, and that there was someone else who could save her if she left him.
It was not a good feeling.
He didnāt like the arrangement of fate. There was another person in this world that Qiao āer could rely on, but he couldnāt find out who it was.
The sound of the rain gradually stopped. He left home and returned to the apartment. He hugged Wen Qiao, who was on a video call with Lu Youyou.
On the other end of the video call, Lu Youyou:
āUm, Qiao Qiao, Iāll hang up first. Iāll talk to you about the company tomorrow.ā
āWhatās wrong?ā Wen Qiao touched his head.
āTomorrow is my fatherās death anniversary.ā
Wen Qiaoās throat was stuck, not knowing what to say to comfort him. After a long while, she said, ā āAre you going to the cemetery to pay your respects?ā
āYes.ā
Wen Qiao could only console her. itās all in the past. Your fatherās spirit in heaven doesnāt want to see you too sad.
āI canāt take you there yet.ā
āYes, I know.ā
Late at night, at the back door of the small siheyuan on Jingnan road, Gu Xiaoās subordinate, Hayley, was standing opposite him.
With her hair tied up in a high ponytail, big round earrings, a small leather skirt, and high riding boots, Hayley smiled at Gu Xiao. actually, thereās something that I donāt quite understand. Why did you ask me to go to Fu Nanliās Hospital to steal a tube of his blood the other time, and why did you go to Zhong Cheng to save Wen Qiao? two days ago, you didnāt save her when she fainted. I thought you didnāt like her? ā
Gu Xiao leaned against the wall, his face expressionless. Fu Nanli likes Wen Qiao. If he thinks that heās not Wen Qiaoās only medicine, do you think heāll feel tormented? Maybe he thinks heās lying to Wen Qiao, but what he doesnāt know is that heās not lying at all. But heāll feel guilty that heās lying. Well, donāt you think itās quite interesting?ā
I see. Lily raised her eyebrows. I understand.