Gu Qingcang entered the door,
He put the things in his hands into the kitchen and returned to the living room,
Lin Xi made him a cup of black tea without saying a word, then went to the kitchen and began to cook.
He was very unwilling to do this,
But there seemed to be a weak voice in his body begging, "Just this once,
The last time... "
Lin Xi was horrified,
Ever since he woke up that day,
It seemed that only at this moment did he truly realize that the person sitting in the living room at this moment,
Was someone he loved deeply not long ago... but..,
Was it really him who loved this person? The throbbing and pain that should have come from the soul seemed to have been transmitted to him across thousands of mountains and rivers.
If it's just once, then so be it.
He would take it as an explanation for himself who loved this person.
Gu Qingcang sat on the sofa,
He had thought about the possibility of being sneered at by the young man again, or being rejected at the door, but the result now was undoubtedly the best. The young man was as docile as ever in front of him, obediently letting him in, and obediently going to the kitchen to cook for him.
Everything was no different from a few months ago.
Gu Qingcang was separated by the glass door,
Looking at the busy figure with his back to him,
He was a little absent-minded. He had done the same thing many times. Among his many "lovers", only this child liked to cook for him. Every time this happened, he would look at his back through the door, imagining that the person who was busy in the kitchen for him was the person in his heart, so his heart felt warm as if it had turned into a pool of hot spring, so much so that even the food in his mouth was filled with a warm and steady feeling.
This time, during the five days in the United States and the ten days in Rome, he and Kong Wenzhi had a lot of fun together. Every day was novel and exciting, and there were many fun things waiting for him every day. However, when he was alone and quiet, he felt a sense of loss in his heart. This kind of life might be happy, but it could not make him feel at ease. This kind of faint uneasiness made the happiness a little fake.
Kong Wenzhi also cooked for him, but when he looked at Kong Wenzhi's elegant and slender back in the kitchen, the feeling in his heart had nothing to do with the word "warm".
It was also at that time that he clearly realized that they were different. The gap between them was so big. This child was much more slender and beautiful than that person, and their personalities were even more different. Perhaps from the beginning, he had never mistaken them for each other.
The pork ribs had been chopped. The water in the pot was boiling, and the tap in the sink was running. Lin Xi was peeling the chili. His movements were very skilled, and the knife in his right hand was so fast that only a phantom could be seen.
The chili was quickly peeled, and the water in the sink was enough. When he took it out, the water in the pot was just boiling, so he put the pork ribs in the pot to boil.
The corners of Gu Qingcang's lips could not help but curl up into a barely discernible smile. 'Perhaps it's because he just entered society and is much younger than the colleagues around him. Usually, this child's words and actions are always a little flustered and uncertain. Only when he's cooking does he appear confident and methodical.'
After the pork ribs were stewed in the casserole, Lin Xi washed the frying pan. After the water was dry, he poured in the oil and threw the chili peppers in. After blanching them, he took them out and threw them away. Then, he threw in the washed chili peppers and stir-fried them for a while.
Gu Qingcang was a little absent-minded. He liked the sesame of the chili peppers very much, but he hated them appearing in his bowl. Over the past few decades, only this child had discovered this. Then, he would take the trouble to pick up the chili peppers in the pot again. When stewing, he would wrap them up and cook them.
After a few months, he returned to the original scene. The things that he was used to seemed to be hit hard by something. Gu Qingcang suddenly felt that something was stirring in his heart. For the first time, he felt that he was so close to what he had been looking for.
Yes, yes.
His heart beat wildly. He looked away from the boy with a guilty conscience and turned to look at the surrounding environment.
This house was much larger than the bachelor apartment where Lin Xi had lived before. Every place was carefully decorated. There were light-colored sofas, milky white wallpaper, elegant background walls, and ten-thousand-year-old bamboo in the corner. There was a small big-bellied fish tank on the partition, in which a few small goldfish were swimming … The living room was full of light, warm, and comfortable.
This place was like its owner, giving people a sense of peace and stability.
When Lin Xi came out with the dishes, Gu Qingcang suddenly realized that time had passed so quickly. He quickly put out the cigarette in his hand and looked up at Lin Xi's face. He remembered that every time he saw him smoking, the boy would frown unhappily. Then, he would immediately open the window to get some air. Sometimes, he would nag at him. He used to not take his words seriously, but now he didn't want to make him unhappy.
However, Lin Xi only glanced at him as if he didn't notice that he was smoking. He said calmly, "President Gu, please come over for dinner."
He turned around and went into the kitchen again.
Gu Qingcang didn't know why, but he felt a little lost. He sat down at the table and waited, but he felt a little uncomfortable. Should he do something to help?
However, he didn't move in the end.
Lin Xi glanced at Gu Qingcang, who was sitting at the head of the table unconsciously. He didn't remind him. Instead, he brought out the dishes and sat down to eat.
While eating, Gu Qingcang finally realized that something was wrong. Maybe it was because he had entered the house too easily, or maybe it was because Lin Xi was cooking too naturally, or maybe it was because this scene was too familiar, but he felt as if he had suddenly returned to a few months ago. He even forgot that everything was different now.
The boy who liked to talk and laugh at the dinner table kept silent. He didn't whisper about what he had learned in the training class today, what interesting news he had seen on the Internet, or who was learning to dance fast in class …
Gu Qingcang, who had always been silent while eating, suddenly felt very uncomfortable. He wanted to say something, but couldn't find a topic. Then he felt that even the food in his mouth had lost its freshness.
It wasn't until the boy skillfully put the fish belly meat on the plate in front of him that Gu Qingcang tasted it again. He said, "What have you been busy with recently? Have you received a new job? Do you want me to contact someone for you? "
Lin Xi looked up at Gu Qingcang, didn't speak, and lowered his head to eat again. He had been in a "relationship" with this person for five months. This was the first time that he took the initiative to ask about his current situation. Lin Xi didn't feel flattered. He only felt sorry for himself. How stupid he was to not realize that this person didn't take him seriously at all, let alone in his heart.
At this moment, he just wanted to finish this last meal peacefully and fulfill his original wish.
Gu Qingcang's heart sank. Lin Xi's indifference finally reminded him of what had happened during this period. He remembered the purpose of his visit and his palpitations when he saw the bloodstained photo just now. It was as if he had suddenly woken up from a dream.
After eating in silence, Lin Xi cleared the table and sat down on the sofa. He said, "President Gu, did you come here today to say something to me?"
"I …" Gu Qingcang said bitterly, "I still owe you an apology."
Lin Xi suddenly wanted to laugh. "He came to apologize. Our president is so domineering even when he comes to apologize. First, he asks someone to cook a meal for him."
He smiled and said, "President Gu, you can say it now."
After a moment of silence, Gu Qingcang said, "… I'm sorry."
Lin Xi nodded and said calmly, "It doesn't matter."
"Sorry, it doesn't matter."
Then he said nothing.
Lin Xi was a little impatient. He had known Gu Qingcang for a few months. This person had always been straightforward in front of him. He said whatever he wanted to say and did whatever he wanted to do. When he didn't want to talk, he didn't say a word and even asked him to shut up … But now he was being wishy-washy like a different person.
Now that he thought about it, the reason why he was so "frank" in front of him was that he didn't care about his feelings at all.
When he was about to take the initiative to speak, Gu Qingcang suddenly said, "Xiaoxi, let's start over!"
As soon as he said that, Gu Qingcang was shocked. His heart suddenly beat wildly. He looked up and fixed his eyes on Lin Xi, his eyes full of expectation. "Not a mistress. We'll really be together. Let's have a good relationship and go to the United States to get married in the future … "
Lin Xi suddenly wanted to laugh and felt a little sad. If he remembered correctly, this person had just had a romantic ten-day trip to Rome with his sweetheart. Although they didn't say it clearly, Gu Qingcang had a crush on Kong Wenzhi, and Kong Wenzhi also knew about it … Such a trip together should be more sweet and exciting than a real couple, right?
However, the next day after they came back, he actually "confessed" to him … Was his heart stirred again by that person, and he didn't dare to be rude to the beautiful woman, so he came here to seek comfort?
"President Gu, who do you want to date? Me or Lin Xi? "
Gu Qingcang was stunned.
Lin Xi said, "President Gu, you originally came here for that photo, right? President Gu, don't you want to ask if Lin Xi really committed suicide?"
Gu Qingcang's heart ached. "You …"
As soon as he said that, Lin Xi nodded and said, "Lin Xi committed suicide." It was suicide, not suicide.
"Little Xi, you …"
Lin Xi got up and opened the window. The cold wind blew in, clearing his mind. He sat down on the armrest of the sofa, enjoying the cool wind, and said lightly, "Lin Xi committed suicide, and then … died."
Gu Qingcang's expression suddenly changed. "What did you say?"
Lin Xi said lightly, "Although Lin Xi was an orphan, he had never met a real bad person or been really hurt in the past 18 years … Until he met you, President Gu. He didn't expect that the person he loved with all his heart would only treat him as a plaything from the beginning to the end. He didn't expect that the person he got along with would suddenly become colder and crueler than a stranger. When he closed his eyes, he could still see the person's annoyed eyes. When he covered his ears, he could still hear the person's impatient voice …
So he died. Cutting the veins didn't kill this body, but despair killed him. So the person who opened his eyes is me, a Lin who is no longer weak and can no longer be hurt … "
"Nonsense!" Gu Qingcang suddenly stood up and interrupted him sharply. "You're talking nonsense!"
Lin Xi looked at him and said, "President Gu, do you really not know whether I'm talking nonsense or not? Or is your understanding of Lin Xi so weak that you can't even see such a big change? "
Gu Qingcang's face was as pale as paper, and he trembled all over. "I don't believe it … I don't believe it!"
Lin Xi said lightly, "President Gu, it has nothing to do with me whether you believe it or not. However, please don't waste any more time on me in the future, because the person you owe has disappeared. Nothing you do can make up for him. If you want to be at ease, you don't have to bother me. Just burn more paper money. "
Gu Qingcang's face was completely drained of blood. He only felt the biting cold wind around him, which made him tremble all over. "Dead? That child … is dead? " The child who would cook for him, who would talk to him in a whisper, and whose eyes would always curve when he smiled, was dead?
He suddenly looked up at Lin Xi and met a pair of cold eyes.
It was not him, it was really not him …
Gu Qingcang took a few steps back, opened the door in a hurry, and rushed out.
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