Chapter 105 Don’t ask about the past

The next morning, Ji Qiubai was in pieces.

He touched his phone and looked at it, and found that it was already 9:40 in the morning, and he didn't know if You You had breakfast. He wanted to get up to check, but his back was sore and his calves were trembling, as if he had gone for a run yesterday.Like a marathon.

"Your sister's Gong Aohan, a beast." Ji Qiubai scolded while getting up and putting on his pants.

Last night Gong Aohan did it countless times, he was like a humanoid pile driver, like Teddy possessed him, probably because he endured too much in the past thirty years, once he indulged, he didn't know how to restrain himself.

He felt that he must tell Gong Aohan later that he must not be so many times in one night in the future. He is now 30 years old and an old people, so he can't stand such a toss.

He was rushing to wash up in the bathroom, Gong Aohan's voice sounded behind him:

"Woke up?"

"Huh?" When Ji Qiubai turned his head, he saw that Gong Aohan was wearing a white-gray crew-neck sweater, and a pair of black trousers on his lower body, with one hand in his trouser pocket. He looked very cool, and he immediately vomitedWith bubbles in his mouth, he asked, "Where is You You? Are you up? Have you had breakfast? How many clothes have you worn?"

Looking at his appearance, he knew that he was closer than Gong Aohan's real father, Gong Aohan glanced at him, but didn't hate him, and said: "Eat, dress warmly, and play puzzles with my mother in the game room."

"Oh, that's good." Ji Qiubai let go of his heart, and lowered his head to wash his face again.

Gong Aohan still stood there, looking at the man who was only wearing trousers and a shirt, couldn't help but narrowed his eyes slightly, as if he was sizing him up.

While wiping his face with a towel, Ji Qiubai turned around and found that Gong Aohan was still there, with that expression...

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I couldn't tell what expression it was on, but it just made people panic.

"Why are you looking at me like that?" He didn't believe that Gong Aohan still had the strength to fight.

"Did you eat with Gu Shen yesterday?" Gong Aohan raised his eyebrows.

"Know all of this?" Ji Qiubai was a little surprised, but not very surprised, after all, Gong Aohan's hands and eyes are open to the sky, and it's easy to know who he met and who he had dinner with yesterday."Can't you? Gu Shen and I have been old friends for several years."

"I called Gu Shen today."

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Ji Qiubai was really frightened: "Why are you calling him? Ask him about You You? He won't tell you."

"Well, it's true that he didn't tell me." Gong Aohan said expressionlessly, "and scolded me."

"Pfft—" Ji Qiubai almost laughed out loud, "Why is he scolding you? Calling you a scumbag and heartless?"

"Yeah." Gong Aohan is still very calm, his handsome face is neither happy nor angry, his black eyes are looking at Ji Qiubai, "I said that I hurt you very deeply, every time you mention it, you are very sad..."

Ji Qiubai couldn't laugh anymore.

But soon he laughed again: "Listen to him talking nonsense, I just want to get away with it and show him..."

As he spoke, he turned his face away and walked into the room.

But the smile on his face obviously didn't fall into his eyes, Gong Aohan stretched out his hand to hold him: "What's the matter?"

Gong Aohan's tone became a little anxious, and his voice became more serious, but Ji Qiubai brushed his hand away, still turning his head away from him: "It's fine, don't ask."

Gong Aohan stood where he was, watching him go to the bed to get his down jacket, and said in a deep voice, "You are unfair to me."

Ji Qiubai ignored him.

"You give me a very familiar feeling. I seem to have seen you somewhere, and even thought that you were my lover, and you raised my son, loved me, and knew everything about me... But I don't have thisA memory, I don’t know what happened between me and you, I even wonder if I have a twin brother, you love him, you are accompanied by him, youyou’s father is also him... Ji Qiubai,Tell me, what is the truth of the matter?"

Ji Qiubai froze in place.

"I really... I won't say it, don't ask me any more." Ji Qiubai's voice was a little hoarse, with his back to Gong Aohan, he couldn't see any expression on his face, only from the sound of his voice.I felt his forbearance in the trembling, "You don't need to take pains to investigate any more. Only I know about this matter, but I won't tell it even if I die."

This time it was Gong Aohan's turn to be silent.

Ji Qiubai said again: "If you really want You You, I can give him to you too. If you think I'm in the way, I can stay away from You You..."

As long as Gong Aohan is still there, it doesn't matter what he does, he doesn't want to go back to a world without Gong Aohan, it would be like an emotional desert where not a single blade of grass grows, where he would either be thirsty to death by longing or the wind and sand of memoriesInvolved in the abyss of nightmare.

The disappearance of Gong Aohan is no different from the separation between life and death. In the past three years, longing has been like a secret wound on my heart. When the hustle and bustle of daily life has returned to the tranquility of night, there will be subtle pain coming from somewhere, and sometimes,It will parasitize in daily things during the day, making people easily offended and unable to move an inch.

He doesn't want to go back to such a day, he hopes that he will grow old and die in this virtual system. After all, here, he can see Gong Aohan and feel his existence. He will feel at ease, peaceful and happy.

Ji Qiubai felt hot and humid tears streaming down his cheeks, he didn't dare to turn around, maybe in Gong Aohan's eyes, he was a person who appeared out of nowhere, but to him, the other party was everything to him, heEven willing to give up You You.He spoke again, his voice choked with panic:

"Just let this past, bury it in the past, don't pursue it, can you?"

Gong Aohan looked at his slightly hunched back, and suddenly grabbed his heart - this man is always like this, although they haven't known each other for a long time, but his every move seems to be so familiar to him, so understanding, he is happy, Angry and jealous, angry and awkward, sad and sad...all affect my heart.

For the past half of his life, he has been a rational and cruel person, but now, he seems to suddenly understand the meaning of the word gentle.

He walked over, put his hand on the other person's shoulder stiffly, and said, "Forget it, I won't ask any more."

What happened yesterday is like dying yesterday; what is doing today is like being born today.

At least I didn't feel the feeling of being used as a substitute. Since I love myself, let's treat them as a broken mirror.

Ji Qiubai seemed a little pleasantly surprised. He pressed his hand on his face, turned around, and looked at him with red, black eyes full of tears: "You really don't want to ask anymore?"

Gong Aohan shook his head.

"You won't investigate secretly in the future?"

"No more investigations."

"Okay, thank you." Ji Qiubai rushed over, happily kissed Gong Aohan's face, and said triumphantly, "My husband, you are the best!"

"You're so dirty."

"Hmph, just kiss as much as you want, and kiss mouth to mouth, you will die of dirt!"