Aspire For Love Wistfully

Lightning flashed across the sky outside the window, instantly lighting up the dark night sky, and also lighting up Gu Zhao's handsome face.

He was drunk and dazed, and his eyes looking at her were more gentle than ever before.

But Jiang Yao couldn't see her reflection in his eyes.

Jiang Yao tightly grasped the bed sheet under her body, and even her bones were white.

She felt as if she had fallen into the ice and snow in an instant. The overwhelming cold air penetrated into every pore of her body and made her teeth tremble.

There are crystal tears in the corner of his eyes, slowly falling over Jiang Yao's thin face.

Gu Zhao kisses her eyes, "Xiaoxiao, don't cry, don't cry, I will never let anyone hurt you again."

His every word is full of deep love, but it sounds like poison to Jiang Yao's ears, which cruelly corrodes her internal organs.

That night, Gu Zhao asked her again and again, acting gently as if he was taking care of some rare treasure.

It was not until he was exhausted and completely asleep that Jiang Yao dragged her broken body into the bathroom.

She sprinkled the flowers to the maximum, then covered her mouth in the sound of water and cried silently.

Xu Xiao, a woman who has been dead for a year, has always been Gu Zhao's moonlight.

He put up all the thorns to her, but left all the only softness to her.

Jiang Yao hugged her knee and would curl up into a small ball, but she was still overwhelmed by the endless despair and grief.

When I wake up in the morning, my pillow is already empty, just like the morning when I wake up alone for more than a year.

Only Gu Zhao's wine and pine fragrance remind Jiang Yao that last night was not a dream.

The whole body is like being run over by a car, there is no place without pain, but these can't compare with the injury she suffered in her heart.

After getting out of bed, I stood at the stairway and saw my aunt preparing breakfast.

"Aunt sun, where's Zhao?"

Aunt sun is an old man who cares for her family. She knows more about the relationship between the two and the past, so she hesitates in embarrassment and says, "young grandma, young master, he went out early in the morning. Maybe the company is busy."

Jiang Yao tightened her tight pajamas, and there was no expression on her face, but her eyes stretched out, but there was a heavy sadness.

Busy? He just didn't want to see her.

Jiang Yao turned around and was about to return to her bedroom. Before she lifted her feet, she suddenly froze in the same place.

Her hand on the railing suddenly tightened.

"Aunt sun, what's the date today?" Jiang Yao's voice was a little tense unconsciously.

Aunt sun was silent for two seconds before she said softly, "the 16th."

16th, May 16th.

Xu Xiao's death day!

"Young granny, are you all right?"

Aunt sun helped the unstable Jiang Yao in time. Seeing that there was no blood on her face, she asked anxiously.

"Nothing."

Jiang Yao managed to squeeze out a smile and said, "I'll go out today."

"Where are you going?" Aunt sun asked with concern.

But Jiang Yao had already entered the house without looking back.

The rain in Jiangcheng has not stopped since last night.

Jiang Yao came to the cemetery alone with a black umbrella.

Standing in front of Xu Xiao's tomb, she looks at the beautiful face of the woman with a bright smile in the black-and-white photo, with mixed feelings in her heart.

Jiang Yao squatted down and gently put the pure white rose in her arms in front of the tombstone, with a sad face.

"I came to see you."

The rain dripped and soon wet her skirt.

Jiang Yao suddenly remembered that it was a rainy day when she first met Xu Xiao.

As the only daughter of Jiang family in Jiangcheng, she should have met Gu Zhao. At the reception, he was elegant and dignified. Standing in the crowd, he looked at her from a distance. At that moment, Jiang Yao saw thousands of stars in his eyes.

Later, with the constant efforts of the two families, they had more and more opportunities to get along with each other.

At that time, Gu Zhao would never speak ill of her as he does now. He was always polite, modest and modest. Of course, that's all.

When Xu Xiao stood in front of them with an umbrella, Jiang Yao understood what was the invisible gap between her and Gu Zhao.

That's his little green plum, his white moonlight.

He gently took off his suit and put it on her shoulder. The tenderness in his eyes when he turned his face was like the blue sea.

"What are you doing here?" All of a sudden, Jiang Yao was so scared that she couldn't help shivering.

She looked up at Gu Zhao's dark eyes.

He didn't even hold an umbrella. His expensive high top suit had been wet by the rain for a long time, and his broken hair was wet on his forehead, which made him even more dazzling.

Jiang Yao quickly handed the umbrella to his head, but Gu Zhao did not hesitate to wave his hand and beat it to one side.

They were exposed to the rain at the same time.

"I, I just came to see her." Jiang Yao said with trembling lips.

Gu Zhao's eyes were burning with anger. As soon as he bent down, he picked up the bunch of roses on the ground and threw them on Jiang Yao's face mercilessly.

"Take your things and get out! Don't dirty Xiaoxiao's tomb. " The sound is cold,

Jiang Yao did not dodge, but watched the bunch of flowers fall to the ground, broken.

After being stabbed and scratched, her face quickly showed several deep bloodstains, which looked rather frightening against the porcelain white skin.

When Xu Xiao was buried in the sea of fire, Gu Zhao was so mad that he wanted to strangle her with scarlet eyes.

"Jiang Yao, your hypocritical face really makes me sick! You've killed her yourself. What face do you have to come to see her! "

Gu Zhao completely disappeared the usual calm, the whole person is like a mad lion.

Jiang Yao's thin posture is more pitiful in the rain. Her red and swollen eyes are full of tears. She says powerlessly: "I didn't mean to. I didn't really want to kill her. I just want to scare her."

Gu Zhao's eyes flashed, "enough! If you hadn't kidnapped her to the warehouse, how could she have died of the warehouse fire without a whole body? Isn't that what you want? "Ah?"

When Gu Zhao talked about it now, his chest and lungs were still aching.

As soon as he lifted his long legs and knocked Jiang Yao away, he went down the mountain. A moment later, a faint inquiry came from behind.

"What do you want me to do? What do I have to do to make you forgive me? "

There was only a few steps between them, but it was so far away that Jiang Yao could hardly see his face clearly.

"I want you to die."