Chapter 152
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He liked to smoke when he was in a bad mood, but he rarely drank, so the number of times he had been drunk in his life could be counted on one hand.
On that night four years ago, he happened to be drunk.
It was the seventh day after his parents' death, and his discharge report had been approved that day. He was in a terrible mood, so he drank a lot of empty beer bottles in front of the tombstone.
He had only drunk beer that day, and it was in the suburbs, so it wasn't easy to order alcohol after drinking, so he wasn't as drunk as he had been the night before.
That night, it rained heavily. As if he was torturing himself, he squatted in front of the tombstone and refused to leave.
The rain was getting heavier, and he was drenched like a drowned rat. Just as he was wondering if he would be drenched to death, an umbrella appeared over his head. Then, a person quietly sat down beside him.
It was very dark, and there was no light at all. He couldn't see the person's face, but he knew it was a young girl from the smell of her sitting close to him.
She probably knew he was sad and didn't want to talk, so she didn't say anything to disturb him. She just stayed with him quietly.
Later, when he was drunk, he felt a little uncomfortable, and he might have said some nonsense. Although he couldn't remember what he had said, he was very clear that the girl who was with him gave him a silent hug.
Most of the time, comfort didn't need words.
Even though four years had passed, when he recalled that hug, he still felt … very warm.
Later, when he was drunk, he fell asleep leaning on the girl. When he woke up, it was already dawn, but she was not there.
It wasn't because of that incident that he had deep feelings for the girl, but because she had given him the most gentle company at the most difficult time.
Therefore, this matter had always been remembered by him.
Perhaps it was because that hug had really warmed him up. That was why he had such a similar and beautiful dream last night …
After taking a shower, Gu Yusheng collected his thoughts, changed into clean clothes, and walked out of the bedroom.
As soon as the housekeeper saw him, she immediately went into the dining room. When Gu Yusheng sat at the table, the dishes were all on the table.
Just like last time when he was drunk, it was still vegetable and lean meat porridge.
Gu Yusheng hadn't eaten anything the night before and had slept until noon that day. His stomach was empty, so he picked up the bowl of porridge and drank half of it. Then he asked the housekeeper curiously, "How did I come back last night?"
"Mr Gu, you took a taxi back."
"Oh." Gu Yusheng responded. Maybe he was too drunk, so he casually told the taxi driver the address of the villa.
Gu Yusheng picked up his chopsticks and took a few bites of food. Realizing that he was the only one eating lunch, he asked, "Where's Miss?"
"Miss received a call not long after she got home last night. It seemed to be from her manager. She went out and hasn't come back yet." The butler paused and added, "She probably has work to do."
With the porridge in his mouth, Gu Yusheng mumbled, "Oh," and didn't say anything else. He quickly finished his lunch, took the car key, and left the villa.
The housekeeper stood in front of the window and watched Gu Yusheng's car drive out of the hospital. Then she quickly ran to the landline and made a call. "Miss, Mr Gu has woken up … He has eaten porridge, and he seems to be fine …"
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