Chapter 538: He thought he was lying

Chapter 538 He thought he was lying
Every day there are servants coming in to clean. It is the same as many years ago. There is no change. There are a lot of music scores on the huge bookcase. There is a violin in the window beside the window and various trophies.
He reached out and opened the door of the cabinet, and lightly plucked the strings, which had not been corrected for many years. The strings had been loosened and no sound could be played.
He stood quietly.
At nine years old, he was nine years old, and suddenly there was no father.
When he passed away in July, his mother first sent him to Shaocheng's grandpa, fearing that he would stay in the main residence of the Fu family to see things and people. He spent one of the darkest summer vacations in his life in Shaocheng.
Everyone in Grandpa's house was very worried about him, and everyone took care of his emotions carefully.
But it was at the end of August that he got a serious illness. The fever did not go away. He talked nonsense day and night. It was difficult to get tea. His grandfather and grandmother were frightened. How many doctors were invited to the house to treat him, and finally he was cured. Up.
In October, his mother sent him to study in England. Fu Cheng and He Jun went together. Grandma was worried. An old lady who didn’t understand English was going to take care of him in a foreign country. She stayed there for a few years until he went to school. In high school, he gradually walked out of the shadow of his father's death before returning to Shaocheng at ease.
Everything here is still the same, sofas, desks, books and pen holders on them, oil paintings on the walls, chandeliers above your head, carpets under your feet, and Clivia growing on the windowsill.
It's just that there is no more gentle and easygoing man standing on the windowsill, smiling and beckoning to him.
Until he met Wen Qiao, he thought he was special, and he thought that Wen Qiao could only live on him, but until she was in Midtown and didn't see him, she also woke up from a coma.
Like a big enemy, until now, he will always wake up from a nightmare.
He is not the only one, he is not special. Wen Qiao will discover his lie at any time, discovering that he is not sober because of his appearance that time, and discovering that there will be someone else who can save her without him.
It feels uncomfortable.
He doesn't like the arrangement of destiny very much. There is another person in this world that Qiao Er can rely on, but he can't find out who that person is.
The rain gradually subsided, he left home, returned to the apartment, and hugged Wen Qiao who was videoing with Lu Youyou.
Lu Youyou at the end of the video:...
"Well, Jojo, hang up first, I'll talk to you tomorrow about the company."
Wen Qiao touched his head: "What's wrong with you?"
"Tomorrow, my father's death day."
Wen Qiao's voice squeezed, and he didn't know what to say to comfort him. After a while, he said, "Are you going to the cemetery to express condolences?"
"Ok."
Wen Qiao could only comfort him: "It's all over, and your father doesn't want to see you too sad."
"There is no way to take you there yet."
"Ok, I know."
In the middle of the night, at the back door of the small courtyard on Jingnan Road, standing opposite Gu Xiao was his subordinate Hai Li.
Haili wears a high ponytail, big round earrings, a small leather skirt and high riding boots, and smiles to look at Gu Xiao: "In fact, there is something I don’t understand. Why did you let me go to Funanli Hospital to steal his blood last time? , And why did you go to Midtown to rescue Wen Qiao? She fainted two days ago and you didn't save her. Don't you like her?"
Gu Xiao leaned against the wall with no expression on his face, "Fu Nanli likes Wen Qiao. If you ask him to think that he is not Wen Qiao's only medicine, will he suffer in his heart? Maybe he thought he said to Wen Qiao. Lies, as everyone knows, what he said is not a lie at all, but he will feel guilty that he is lying, um, don’t you find it interesting?"
Hailey raised her eyebrows: "I understand."
(End of this chapter)