Chapter 317

In the morning, when Gu Jun wakes up, he goes to the bedroom in high spirits and thinks about the way she sleeps. Bursts of beauty and sweetness emerge in his heart. The so-called quiet time is to live a lifetime with his beloved and children!

He asked Xiaolan what his wife's favorite dish was. Xiaolan blurted out: stir fried meat with plum vegetables, which is not enough for her.

She used to practice cooking her favorite food, but now he wants to cook her favorite food for Huo Zhi. So in the kitchen early in the morning, President Gu's confused voice comes, but it doesn't affect his determination and action.

"Young master, the plum dishes should be fully soaked, and there is the plum dishes I soaked yesterday in the refrigerator"

"young master, the meat should be sliced, which is too thick"

"young master, this ginger slice is used to remove the fishy smell"

after a while of jingle, the pots and pans jingle, finally, under the guidance of Xiaolan, the president Gu Xiaolan Junqing fried the first course of his life, Meicai jerky.

"Besides dried meat with plum vegetables, we should also make some porridge, young master!" Xiaolan gently reminds the young master who is busy enjoying the dishes.

"Oh? What should I do? I - I forgot to make porridge. Coffee or milk!" Gu Junqing, who is extremely nervous, is a little flustered. How can cooking be more messy than business negotiation.

"I have already made my favorite fruit porridge! She doesn't like coffee very much. She drinks tea and flower tea at most

Through Xiaolan's reminder, Gu Junqing seems to remember that Huo Zhi cooked tea for him. She cooked tea for him. Her blue gown, her hair bun with a wooden hairpin, and the curling of Nana's tea wanted to curl around him. Many years ago, she also touched his instant picture. But at that time, she was a hindrance to his happiness.

It was his judgment of Huo Zhi at that time.

"Madam, I once studied in a teahouse and earned my tuition. I heard that once my wife was not allowed to study in high school unless she was the first in Qingcheng. My wife worked very hard and finally lived up to her time. When she took the senior high school entrance examination, she got the first in Qingcheng. Later, the old lady wanted to fight for her tuition, so she went to the teahouse It's not wrong to study and work, so my wife's tea is very exquisite. "

Gu Junqing finds that he is eager to hear Xiaolan talk about Huo Zhi in the past. It seems that there is a hidden channel leading to her past life. The more you know, the more you will know. In countless nights, he often thinks about her former appearance, the past that he has ignored.

"Madam, we have prepared a lot of tea for the young master, some of which are healthy and refreshing. It's a pity that madam has never had the chance to cook tea for the young master! At that time, the young master - will not come to Xishan villa. " Xiaolan's expression suddenly darkened.

"Every evening or dusk, my wife is waiting at the door alone, until the night comes, outside the villa is quiet, my wife will be - lost, and then a person sitting on the sofa in the living room, holding those albums, master's albums - look, or hold in front of her chest, then the wife, really - poor."

In front of Xiaolan's eyes, Huo Zhi's lonely scenes flashed. Her nose was sour and her tears trickled down.

"In the past, it was I who did not do well. I'm a jerk. I don't know. Do I have a chance to make up for it?" Gu Junqing seems to be talking to himself, more like a confession from the bottom of his heart.

"Yes, ma'am, I love you so much - Master, ma'am, I will remember you." Xiaolan's eyes are shining with tears.

A love breakfast, finally ready, Gu Junqing brain fill Huo Zhi appearance, closed his eyes, lips curved, slightly up.

"Dong Dong Dong" knock on the door for a long time, big and small, close, sparse, all means to make up, but there is no echo inside.

Regardless of so much, he pushed open the door and came into the room to meet him. It was dark all over the room. He opened the thick shading curtains. The bed was clean and the bedding was stacked neatly, but there was no one on the bed. He began to walk around the room, but there was no, not anywhere!

Gu Junqing's heart is as painful as being hollowed out. He worries that she will be as absent as she was four years ago, searching for the sea and land, but there is no shadow of her, even a little.

Up to now, Gu Jun found early in the morning that he had come to the situation where he could not but see her. Whether eating or sleeping, or even sitting in the conference room holding a weekly meeting, his heart has long been flying to her. He would start to wonder where she was and what she was doing.

So, where on earth is she now?

He must never lose her again!

Once again, his heart showed confusion and vulnerability, and this bad feeling was like a hundred cats tearing his heart. Gu Junqing was suddenly so scared that he was afraid that he would miss, lose and leave with her again.

On the table were pieces of paper, which were her own paintings in the past. He was the only one of the bright characters in the paintings. I wonder if these paintings can evoke her memories.

"Young master, Madame -- where's Madame?" Xiaolan nervously sees that there is only young master in the room, but there is no Huozhi."Xiaolan, she left, she must remember everything, and then angry, and then - then left, right?" Gu Junqing sat down on the soft and comfortable bed, stupefied.

"No, my wife loves you so much and won't leave you. Although you hurt my wife, my wife won't leave. Eh, isn't this the painting of my wife? ——In the top floor studio, the young lady once set up a studio, which used to be the favorite place for the young lady to linger and stop. Before Xiaolan finished speaking, we saw the young lady walking towards the top floor like an arrow.

There is an attic with skylight on the top floor. The special glass on the top floor is very bright. Sitting in the attic, the light on all sides is like a mirror, which can instantly calm people's mood. The colored glass lamps are easy to get drunk, and the fragrance of flowers leaves people's tears.

So, when Gu Junqing came in, he saw this picture: in the bright and dark sunlight of the studio, Huo Zhi stood in front of a painting with her arms in her arms, looking so obsessed and intoxicated that she didn't even know he was coming.

He slowly approached, she finally felt, eyes flash, and some panic.

"Are you here?" She said, turning around to say hello to Gu Junqing with slight apology.

Gu Junqing's eyes fall on the painting on the wall. In the painting, he looks indifferent, his hair is floating on his forehead, the lines of his black suit are very detailed, and the folds of his clothes are very lifelike.

"This painting - the painter is very attentive, and the description of your eyes is very appropriate. The painter noticed the coldness in your eyes, but still lovingly described you. She used soft colors to dilute the coldness in your eyes. It can be seen that she loves you very much. Well, it should be your wife."

as a painter, she is very happy Zi has grasped the color of the picture, as well as the feelings of the painter. The more passionate the emotion is, the more touching the painting can be.

"Well, she did - love me very much, just - the past is only a memory, but she was lost at that time."

"It seems - you - love your wife very much!" Huo Zhi suddenly some sour, in front of the man once so deeply in love with another woman, love is very deep!

"I haven't had tea for a long time. I want a drink." He said behind her.

"Morning tea? Drink on an empty stomach - no, after breakfast! I'll make tea for you. Do you have any tea sets at home After asking this, Huo Zhi some regret, Qingcheng richest man's home will not have a decent set of tea cooking tools, this question.

"Yes, there is only one set. I don't know if you are used to it!" Gu Junqing blurted out.

"Oh, it can be used to cook tea - that's OK, tea art is mainly used for meditation - and - this studio is very beautiful!"

At this time, the mobile phone rings. Who is calling in the morning? It's a strange number. Click the answer button:

"Miss Huo, it's me, Mito. I want to tell you that mubai is ill. It's very serious. We've just returned to Qingcheng private hospital. But when he was transferred from hospital, he didn't have much clothes with him because it was too urgent. Can you tell me By the way, I'll buy some shirts for him in the shopping mall nearby. At the same time, I don't want to tell Uncle mu, mother mu, boss always calling your name. I hope Miss Huo can come here soon. "

Huo Zhi a Zheng, then quickly answer a way: "good, I immediately go over."

Mito? He is Milan's elder brother. He has been with mubai for at least seven years. He has been to many places with him all these years. He is a capable assistant. He is busy with mubai's business in France. How can he be ill?

Mu Bai's health has always been very good. Why did he rush back home and get sick!

Huo Zhi suddenly felt a bad premonition.