sweet wife high above

Chapter 198
Gu Junqi squatted down and looked through the same things.The contents of some books have long been forgotten, and those movies that I watched with Song Weiran also came rushing along with those faded memories.At this moment, in the afterglow of the sun, there are golden choking dust floating in the air, full of those old times that cannot go back.Picked up one by one by Gu Junqi, they must be carefully collected and placed carefully.

In this life, some people and some things will never come again after the past.

She lowered her head in silence and slowly tidied up, but she didn't dare to raise her head.

The setting sun shone through the window between her eyebrows and eyes, and there was a faint smear of red, like burnt clouds.

The air became serene and sentimental at this moment.

Gu Junqi remembered the first time he came here to look at a house, and the balcony was his favorite.Because of the good viewing angle, standing here, you can see the most beautiful scenery of Jiangcheng, and the river is also inlaid like white chains.The salesperson hurriedly said: "It's beautiful when viewed from here at night, just like a pile of pearls."

Hearing it made me feel moved. At that time, all Gu Junqi could think of was that when he and Song Weiran were growing old together, he could sit here and count the stars in the sky, admiring the world of mortals piled up with thousands of pearls.

So he made a decision without hesitation.Fortunately, Song Weiran would not object to what she had identified, so she turned around and asked someone to go through the transfer procedures.

They packed their luggage and moved here from the Song family's old house, feeling an unspeakable ecstasy in their hearts. In Song Weiran's words, they finally had a home of their own, a private space only for him and her.

In the past few years, Gu Junqi has worked hard to fill this space, and there are traces of the two of them everywhere, as if every place here has a common memory belonging to two people, but now it is all about to be emptied.

Gu Junqi always wanted to choke something in his throat, blocked his breathing, and couldn't make a sound, so he could only do things in silence.

Song Weiran was lighting a cigarette in the living room, looking up, Gu Junqi was squatting on the balcony with his back to tidy up his things.He raised his wrist to check the time, two hours had passed.Wang Anfeng had already called an hour ago, saying that the moving company's car had driven downstairs.Thinking about it for a while, I just told him to wait downstairs.Why on earth is it procrastinating?Don't remind her that it's getting late, just let her slowly sort out a few old and second-hand goods that could have been packed into boxes and moved to the car.

Perhaps because of the tranquility and safety in my heart, time becomes precious at this moment.

Song Weiran lowered his arm, stretched out his hand to flick off a piece of cigarette ash, if possible, he hoped that time could freeze here, if she didn't go, he wouldn't go, fulfilling the promise of the world.In this life, no one will blame anyone.

He looked at her with deep and straight eyes, as if they were going to be embedded in his eyes, and he couldn't pull them out until he died.

Gu Junqi finally dumped all the items in his hands, and when he came back to his senses, there was only a faint light on the balcony.Only then did he realize that it was getting late, he hurriedly stood up, his legs were unbearable and he fell back to sit down, with pain and numbness, as if countless ants were gnawing on them.

After sitting for a while, she didn't stand up until the blood flow was unimpeded, and she went back to the living room.

The air was thick with the smell of tobacco.

Gu Junqi looked around and found that Song Weiran was not in the living room, so she called softly.He walked down the stairs, and his slippers landed silently on the carpet.

Song Weiran's tall and straight silhouette from top to bottom is like a ghost floating towards him.The slightly hoarse voice exuded a hint of coolness: "Are you done?"

"En." Gu Junqi responded lightly, and said, "I didn't expect it to be so late."

"I called the moving company up."

As Song Weiran said, he stretched out his hand to switch on the light.

For a moment, a pale precious light filled the entire space.

Gu Junqi subconsciously narrowed his eyes to look at him.

Song Weiran pursed his lips slightly, looking extremely cold.He raised his hand to call Wang Anfeng, and only said, "Come on."

There are a lot of people, so the speed of moving items is very fast.Except for those fine and valuable things, Song Weiran packed up everything else and threw them in the living room, as long as they were moved down.

Gu Junqi went upstairs to pack her clothes and daily necessities, but she also stuffed them into boxes indiscriminately.It will be cleared soon.

Two large boxes had already been taken away.

She came out carrying the last box, walking slowly, and looked back, feeling deeply reluctant.On his face, he was extremely indifferent.It seems to be just checking if there is anything falling behind.

Song Weiran leaned against the door frame with a rebellious and lazy expression.

"Ask Wang Anfeng to help you carry it down?"

Gu Junqi turned around and said, "No need."

She pulled the box out.

My heart sank little by little until it became empty.Then it was slowly filled with a sour taste, I couldn't tell what it was like.

Song Weiran lowered his head, savoring it slowly, feeling as if his heart had been hollowed out, the whole world was slowly being lost before his eyes, and he was powerless even if he wanted to grasp it.It was a feeling that was more painful than depression, because he knew that this parting was forever.He and this woman will never see each other again forever.

(End of this chapter)