Chapter 9: .Why are you so sad

I was silent, but Gu Tingchen looked at me with stubborn eyes.
　　 When the bus arrived at the next stop, I was anxious to get off, but he did not follow up. I took a taxi back to the previous place, drove my car and left back to the villa.
　　 The huge villa was empty. I sat on the sofa in a daze for a long time, and the words Gu Tingchen said recurred in my mind, "I always owe her a wedding."
　　 Calculating carefully, Gu Tingchen does owe Wen Ruyan a wedding.
　　 It was indeed Gu Tingchen who Wen Ruyan gave up three years ago, but it is also Wen Ruyan who Gu Tingchen gave up.
　　 If Wen Ruyan didn't take the three million to leave Wucheng, Gu Tingchen also planned to break up with her.
　　 In love, who can say who is right?
　　 The grand wedding should have been given to her three years ago.
　　 I'm just a dove occupying the magpie's nest, now it's just that everything is back to square one.
　　 Ji Nuan called me just when I was thinking about it.
She is one of my few friends. She opened a cat tea house in Wucheng. As soon as she entered the tea house, all the cats walking around leisurely. Speaking of which, her tea house has always been at a loss, and it has relied on me to buy shares for so many years. Only survived till now.
　　 I put my phone in my ear and asked, "What are you looking for?"
　　 She said excitedly: "Isn’t the concert hall next door? There is piano performance in the evening. I heard that it’s a master who came back from the United States. Don’t you like piano? Now I’ll accompany you to enjoy it at night.
　　 I like the piano only because Gu Tingchen plays it.
　　 I looked down and saw the five million bank card on the table. It was useless to go to the street to buy that love. Not to mention it was regarded as a mental illness, and Gu Tingchen and the others ran into my desolate self.
　　Since the money is useless, I might as well run the teahouse for Ji Nuan.
　　 I promised her: "I will be there in about an hour."
　　 I got up and simply cleaned up the room, neat and tidy, went to the bathroom to remove makeup and then came out to put on a delicate makeup, I want the most beautiful state no matter when and where.
　　 Finally, I changed into a blue knee-length coat and took a taxi to the tea house. The snow was still falling outside the house. I sighed deeply and pretended to be full of energy and entered the tea house.
　　 Ji Nuan quickly put down the tea cup in his hand and took me into his arms. He smiled and asked, "What have you been up to these days?
　　 I panicked and said: "It's all about work."
　　 Seeing that I gave an explanation, Ji Nuan let go of me and said, "Sit by yourself for a while, and I will ask you to make a cup of tea for you. I will come to you when I'm done."
　　 I found a quiet place, holding a white cat sitting by the window and looking at the traffic on the street, with a peaceful atmosphere.
　　 abruptly, a tall and tall back figure hits his eyes.
　　 That back figure is unusually aloof.
　　 I was stunned, somehow, tears flowed silently.
　　 My gaze stared at that back figure almost greedily, following him quietly like I was young, so familiar, stirring up all my memories.
　　 I got up in a panic, the cat was startled and ran away, I rushed out of the teahouse and looked around, but in the crowded crowd I could no longer find that back.
　　 Ji Nuan saw me running out, and she hurriedly chased it out. Seeing me crying at a loss, she asked worriedly, "Sheng'er, why are you crying?"
　　 I seem to see him...
　　 That figure from the back gave me such a deep feeling for the first time.
　　 finally overlapped with the once warm man.
　　 Will he be Gu Tingchen? !
can you?
　　 But no one but Gu Tingchen can give me such a feeling!
　　If he is not Gu Tingchen, then who is it?
　　 I suddenly remembered the concert that Gu Sisi mentioned...
Does 　　 mean here?
　　 Is Gu Tingchen here right now?
　　 I raised my hand and wiped the tears from the corners of my eyes. I looked back and saw Ji Nuan crying. I asked in amazement: "Nuan Nuan, what are you crying?"
　　 "Sheng'er, why do you always look so sad?"
　　 Ji Nuan opened his hands and hugged me, choked with sobs: "You always cry inexplicably, but he was yours three years ago."
　　 What Ji Nuan said he was referring to Gu Tingchen.
　　 I haven't told her about my divorce.
　　 I closed my eyes and smiled and said, "Perhaps Xue has too cold eyes."
　　 I went back to the teahouse with her. I found the white cat I was scared just now, and gently hugged it into my arms, "Sorry, I just scared you."
　　 It meowed and rubbed my head against the back of my hand. Seeing it's so cute appearance, I couldn't help laughing and saying, "It's so good."
　　I stayed in the teahouse until the evening, but Ji Nuan couldn't accompany me to the concert scene when something happened.
　　 She stuffed the ticket into my arms and left anxiously.
　　 I put my bank card next to her computer and went to the concert hall next door.
　　 The scene was overcrowded. I found my seat and walked over and sat down. Next to me was a couple of lovers, who were talking lowly and intimately.
　　 The girl asked him, "When will you marry me?"
　　 The boy smiled and said, "I will marry you when you grow up."
　　 I turned my head to look at them, but I was fourteen or five years old.
　　 I heard that people at this age will never forget them in their lives, just like Ji Nuan.
　　 She fell in love with a hooligan in her second year of high school. The boy clearly had nothing and could not give her a stable life and enough money. But she loved him and couldn't help herself. She had an abortion and committed suicide for him.
　　 Even so, Ji Nuan would still say that she would never find a second man who loved her so much in this world.
I remember she said many years ago, "That boy...under the airy surface, there is a soul as bright as a breeze. I understand his fragility, sensitivity, self-esteem, and hesitating for love. Shenger She is no worse than the Gu Tingchen you knew back then. He even has his own ideas and arrogance."
　　 Yes, the boy has nothing, but he has a life, and he is willing to sacrifice his life for Ji Nuan at any time.
　　 In Ji Nuan's senior year of high school, he blocked a car accident for her.
　　 He is gone, Ji Nuan's heart also followed.
　　 Until now, Ji Nuan is still single.
　　 I withdrew my gaze, and silently wished all the young girls of this age group can get their wish.
　　……
　　 As time passed bit by bit, this concert really did not interest me.
　　 Just when I was about to leave, a familiar melody came to my ears.
　　 My eye sockets were instantly moist, and I looked at the stage with a staggered look.
　　 A piano, a pair of beautiful hands.
　　The street where the wind lives...
　　Does he remember?
　　 That man was so gentle and handsome when he played the piano.
　　 overlaps with that warm and elegant man as it did many years ago.
　　 The song ended, I hurriedly left to look for him backstage, but I couldn't find him.
　　 I'm so afraid of him leaving, I'm afraid he will be someone else's groom after tomorrow.
　　 I really want to see him, want him to know who I am.
　　 I looked for a long time in the backstage without seeing anyone, and finally left the concert hall in a loss.
　　 The sky outside is already dark, and the snow is denser.
　　 I stepped on high heels slowly walking down the street, and the street lights were lazily spilling on the snowy road. As I walked, I suddenly dragged an oblique figure in front of me.
　　 I stopped and slowly looked up at the man in front of me.
　　 I took my breath, he was wearing a navy blue knee-length coat with a black turtleneck sweater underneath, and an apricot scarf loosely tied around his neck, just like the back figure I saw in the afternoon.
　　 So it turned out that the person I saw on the busy street was really him...
I pursed my lips and wanted to ask him why he wanted to play the street where the wind lives, but before I could exit, he bends the corners of his lips and smiled with full eyebrows: "Little girl, you follow me again... "
　　 After hearing this, I did not control my strength and bit my lip.
　　 little girl...
　　 Does he remember me?
　　 I screamed, "Gu Tingchen."