To You, My Beloved

Tang Shi looked straight ahead, braking suddenly and stepping on the accelerator.

There is some traffic jam on the road, and the car will stop after driving for two times.

Gu Qingcheng, who suddenly started and stopped suddenly, was a little nauseous, but did not dare to remind him aloud.

After finally hitting a red light, it took two full minutes before Gu Qingcheng secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

Tang Shi tapped the steering wheel with his fingers impatiently. After a moment, he raised his hand and lowered the window. The sound of car horns outside the window was noisy and he got into the car.

Gu Qingcheng secretly prayed that the red light would pass slowly. With thirty seconds left, Tang Shi suddenly spoke in a calm voice: "What did you promise for the Spring Festival when you were sixteen?" desire?"

Gu Qingcheng is now twenty-five years old, and nearly ten years have passed since the Spring Festival when she was sixteen.

A New Year’s resolution from ten years ago?

He asked her what her New Year's resolution was ten years ago.

Gu Qingcheng was in a daze. She stared at Tang Shi blankly, her eyes looking a little blank.

After doubting it, Gu Qingcheng quickly racked her brains to recall what happened ten years ago.

She clearly remembered that that was the year she learned that Tang Shi liked blue, she also knew that Tang Shi liked Chanel No. 5 perfume, and she also knew that Tang Shi liked to eat matcha-flavored cakes.

She even remembered that that year a girl took the initiative to confess to Tang Shi, but Tang Shi rejected the girl directly because she was wearing a light green skirt.

When she got home that day, she packed up all the light green things she brought with her and threw them away in the Gu family's utility room.

And from now on, no matter how good-looking something she sees about light green, it will be directly included in the ranks of taboos.

Gu Qingcheng recalled a lot, and then she realized that all she remembered were bits and pieces about Tang Shi, and her New Year's wish for that year had no impression at all.

Gu Qingcheng raised his eyelids and secretly took a look at Tang Shi's face. He found that the man's expression was even lower than before. Gu Qingcheng clenched his hands subconsciously, swallowed his saliva, and curled his lips with great effort: "It used to be like this. It’s been so many years, I can’t remember clearly…”

Following Gu Qingcheng's words, the man's expression became more and more scary, and the air in the car became thinner and thinner.

Gu Qingcheng's tone also became lower and lower, and she didn't even say the last word "Chu", so Gu Qingcheng immediately shut her mouth.

The light turned from red to green. Tang Shi pressed the car window and stepped on the accelerator to the bottom. The car jumped out like an arrow off the string.

Gu Qingcheng's heart suddenly rose to her throat. She sat quietly and politely on the car seat, not daring to move or even breathing too hard.