Chapter 693:

Huang Ling came down, Gu Yu forward, very soon, they both stood face to face.
Huang Ling is not as smart as Song Wu.
When she heard the news that Gu Yu fell into the fuselage, the heartache could not be described in one sentence.
God knows how dark she was during that time, but she saw that Song Wu is so strong and lived. She also learned how she looked and worked hard.
If not, she may be sad and self-sufficient.
Now let her live as Huang Ling, not the mother of the original Lord, nor Song Worry, not her own.
But he...
In addition to him, in this world, she has no people worthy of nostalgia.
In addition to his memories, although not good, it is also the spirit that supports her to live.
Love him, not necessarily to occupy him.
Being alive, being able to see his happy life is also very good.
If you are alive, you can't see his happiness. What is the meaning of her being alive?
Huang Ling once played this idea, she waited for another half a year.
Half a year, Gu Yu has not returned, she chose to euthanasia, and he went to heaven with him...
She hopes that in the world, he will not get his love.
In heaven, I can wait for each other.
When she heard the international party find him and healed his injury.
She returned to her room, locked herself up, and cried in it.
Afraid of the outside people heard, she had to use the quilt, cover her mouth, cry and cry.
It is not a sad cry, but a kind of excitement and joy that can be reunited after life and death.
Now that she is standing in front of his own eyes, she is even more excited and moved.
God made him alive, she was very moved.
"Shantou, did not eat? Skinny so powerful." Gu Yu brother looked at Huang Ling with pity.
His low voice, with his brother loves the gentleness of his sister.
Huang Ling listened, tears, and instantly came out.
"Wow--"
She suddenly burst into tears and couldn't take care of it. She hugged Gu Yu and cried: "I heard that you have a chance in the crash. I think the sky is falling, wow-"
Gu Yu smiled lightly, raised his hand, patted her shoulder gently, and comforted: "It's okay, I am not coming back? Don't cry."
"I just came back, I just want to cry." Huang Ling cried: "I am not sad, I am happy..."
Tears were screaming, and after a while, Gu Yu’s clothes were wet.
"I have done it. I am happy and crying. I am sad and crying. Why do you like women crying so much?" Gu Yu joked.
Huang Ling stunned and suddenly thought that he did not like her crying the least.
In the past, she cried, he did not look at her, and the cold eyes looked cold.
She quickly let go of Gu Yu, took two steps back, rubbed her tears, and laughed and cried and said: "I can't help myself, I can't control myself."
After that, Huang Ling turned and turned her back to Gu Yu.
She kept tears and kept smirking.
She is very happy and really happy.
In the past, Gu Yu had never been like this to her.
Today, he is like her, just like his brother and sister.
Even so, she is enough.
When Huang Ling looked up, she saw Song Wushou coming downstairs after changing her clothes.
Her hair was neatly draped, draped vertically, like fine silk.
She has a water-blue knit dress with a denim jacket on the outside.