To You, My Beloved

Chen Moshen was not embarrassed because he spoke many times and was met with silence by Gu Qingcheng. Instead, he continued to take a sip of coffee and said, "You were not so talkative before."

Chen Moshen's words, as before, still fell into silence, and he fell silent again. After a while, he raised his hand, took out the cigarette case from his pocket, took out a cigarette, and held it in his mouth. In his mouth, just as he was about to light it with a lighter, Gu Qingcheng, who had been silent all this time, raised his eyelids and said softly: "Don't smoke in front of me."

Chen Moshen paused with his fingers, took the cigarette out of his mouth without any pause, put it aside with the lighter, and said in a gentle tone: "Sorry."

"It doesn't matter." Gu Qingcheng picked up the water glass and took a sip of water.

Chen Moshen waited until Gu Qingcheng put down the water glass, then grinned and smiled silently. He stared at Gu Qingcheng and became focused and serious for a moment: "Qingcheng, I heard that you were also in England a few years ago. ?”

Gu Qingcheng nodded lightly and said "Yeah".

"You know that I'm in the UK, why haven't you contacted me after staying there for three years?" After saying this, Chen Moshen smiled to himself: "I'm talking stupid again, you How could I contact you? It's just my wishful thinking."

When Chen Moshen said this, his expression became a little uncomfortable. After a while, he sighed softly and said softly: "We have met several times, but every time, we failed to have a good word with you. In fact, I didn’t want to disturb you, but I was bumped into by you in the hospital and saw you running away with red eyes, so I followed you out. Now that we have met, I will tell you, don’t worry, I won’t cause you trouble. Those things in the past, I said they would rot in your stomach, and they will rot in your stomach.”

At this point, Chen Mo Shen paused, stared at Gu Qingcheng, smiled, and said in a half-serious tone: "You know, Qingcheng, I've always been like doing something for you."

When Gu Qingcheng heard this, he lowered his head in embarrassment, gave a stiff smile, and said again: "Thank you."

"Always be so polite to me." There was a hint of sadness in Chen Moshen's words, but Gu Qingcheng didn't know how to take it.

There was another long period of silence between the two of them. The sunlight outside the window gradually became thinner. The red sunset passed through the tall glass windows of the cafe and fell quietly, shining on Gu Qingcheng and Chen Moshen. .

After an unknown amount of time, the coffee on the table was already cold. Chen Moshen raised his hand, called the waiter, and ordered another cup of coffee. This time, he didn't add saccharin or creamer, just one cup of coffee. After drinking more than half a cup of pure coffee, the bitterness spread from his mouth to the bottom of his heart. Even his voice was filled with bitterness: "Qingqing, are you going to be engaged to Tang Shi the day after tomorrow?"

Gu Qingcheng nodded slightly: "Yes."

Chen Mo Shen still had a kind smile on his face, but his eyes no longer stared at the woman in front of him. He just watched himself drink the remaining half cup of dark, bitter coffee, and said in a tone of voice: "After all these years, it is... I got my wish.”