Cold President, Hug Me

Wake up, the head is also dizzy and uncomfortable.

At this moment, he felt that his whole world was spinning.

Looking at the watch in his hand, he got up slowly and looked around

It's empty around.

Looking around, it's all cold furniture and walls

After losing that double, his house has no temperature any more.

Mingming, at home, the temperature is just right.

However, he felt that this moment was extremely cold.

It's cold, but it's warm.

If the heart is cold, any method is useless.

At this moment, song Mingyang felt that he was shivering all over.

He felt like someone who had been thrown into the ice.

The piercing cold made him at a loss

Why.

Why does he feel so cold at the moment.

It's so cold and empty

Why did he become like this

Thinking of this, song Mingyang immediately took a deep breath, and then sat on the sofa.

He tried his best to find a reason for his present mood and feeling, but he couldn't find it.

Finally, Jing bao'er's words suddenly appeared in his mind like a magic spell -

"brother song, as a bystander, you actually like Gu Yifei for a long time, but you haven't realized it yet..."

I don't know why, at this moment, he would think of such a sentence.

I don't know why, this sentence began to ring in his ears like a magic spell

Over and over again, lingering

He tried his best to make this sentence disappear in his ears.

But it can't.

Why is that?

Why?

Why, this sentence, at this time would be so, pierce his heart.

Thinking of this, song Mingyang directly picked up a cigarette and smoked it.

Between the smog, on that handsome face, the melancholy gradually thickens

"Gu Yifei, do I really like you? Do I really like you when I don't know? "

"How is that possible? How can I like you? "

"It's clear in my eyes and heart that there has been only one Xiao ran. How can I accommodate you?"

"No Impossible, impossible... "

Mouth said impossible, but the heart, but in pain.

Now, he feels that he needs an answer

One, from the bottom of my heart.

After smoking his fingertip cigarette quickly, he immediately took his car key and went out of the door.

Driving, he came all the way, before himself, settled Gu Yifei's villa.

In the villa, it's dark

It's a little dark

Looking at the darkness, his heart pricked again.

Before, he didn't feel much about the dark house, because when he was alone, no matter where he went to live, it was dark.

But after she appeared, he began to dislike the dark look of the house

He began to like it. Someone left a lamp for himself

I began to like it. I came home tired. When I looked up, I could see the warm feeling of a warm yellow light

Thinking of this, his heart stabbed again.

After getting off and opening the gate, he drove all the way to the yard.

This villa, without her, suddenly became empty.

Entering the villa, it was still dark.

stood in the hallway, vaguely, and seemed to be able to smell her love, Dior really perfume.

Smelling the smell, he felt as if Gu Yifei was beside him.

In the air, filled with, this touch of familiarity, let his heart, once again hard pain.

Putting on his shoes, he dragged his tired body all the way to the switch and turned on the light.

Then step by step, came to the living room.

In the living room, everything is the same as before

All the furniture was still in its original place, and she didn't take everything away.

Here, except for Gu Yifei, everything is as usual

He would feel very at ease when he came here before.

But now, when he came here, he felt that his heart hurt like a knife cut.Song Mingyang could not bear such a feeling.

Turn to the kitchen

His heart pricked again.

I have the impression that every time he lived here with Gu Yifei, when he came here, he could see the steaming heat in the kitchen.

Walking into the kitchen, you can see the little woman, wearing a snow-white apron, standing in front of the smoky stove, cooking for him.

Every time, next to her cooking pot, there will be a casserole for soup.

Every time, when she was cooking, the lid of the casserole would be heated and the top would keep beating up and down

Every time, the kitchen is filled with strong fragrance

Without Gu Yifei's home, there seems to be a lot less flavor of life.

Caress, stab pain incomparable chest part, he all the way to the kitchen door.

Turning on the light and looking at the empty kitchen, his heart pricked up again

Now, there is always a way to stew all kinds of tonic Soup for him, and make all kinds of delicious food for him. The little woman who was born has disappeared.

Forever out of his life.

At this moment, a person facing such a big house, he really felt that he was going crazy.

Maybe it's because he had a drink in the evening. He felt that his mood was on the verge of losing control.

He missed her so much

Also really miss, miss, she was around, that time

Looking around, the huge house is full of Gu Yifei's shadow

Memories, all of a sudden, just like the flood of the sluice gate, swept across the sky.

It seems that every minute will drown her

Song Mingyang didn't like this feeling very much

In my impression, only when he lost Xiao ran did he feel like this

"Gu Yifei, what have you done to me? Why am I so miserable after losing you... "

"Why, I will be like this, the people I love, from the beginning to the end, are not all Xiao ran alone?"

"Why Why... "

Song Mingyang began to be tired, standing on the doorframe, constantly talking to himself, constantly asking himself

It seems that he can't find a better explanation for this problem except to use Gu Yifei to explain it