Chapter 63: Chapter 63 Even the way you smoke is missed
“Shushu, I’m sorry, I failed to get the video of your uncle being framed. But don’t worry, I will find a way,” Gu Zuocheng leaned his half-body against Ye Shu, with blood still hanging from the corner of his mouth, yet his face showed a sense of relief he had never had before.
At least, this time, Shushu didn’t push him away, and that was enough.
A fierce throbbing pierced Ye Shu’s forehead, pain exploding in her head.
The scenes from the engagement banquet that night seemed as if they happened just yesterday.
But everything had completely changed.
She thought Gu Zuocheng had betrayed her, yet she didn’t realize there was more to the story.
“Gu Zuocheng, really, you’ve done enough. I’ll handle the rest on my own,” Ye Shu took a deep breath, suppressing all the emotions welling up inside her.
Some things, once they happen, can never be reversed.
After all, they were no longer as pure as they once were.
Gu Zuocheng’s footsteps paused slightly, his large hand gripping Ye Shu’s slender arm, his gaze shifting to her, “Shushu, I dare not hope for your forgiveness, but I just want to help you. At least, I don’t want to see you getting hurt.”
Ye Shu’s frown deepened, she lowered her gaze, and gave a wry smile, “Gu Zuocheng, you’ve forgotten, I said we were even. You once, I once, neither of us owes the other anything now, so…”
There were some words she didn’t want to say a second time.
Like a scab on a wound, no one wants to tear it open.
Doing so would only cause harm to each other again.
“…” Gu Zuocheng’s bright eyes dimmed little by little.
His expression was hard to maintain, and he offered a forced smile, “Shushu, since we’re even, why can’t we start all over?”
His fingers tightened, and Ye Shu felt her arm almost being crushed.
A subtle pain made her furrow her brows.
How could they erase the barrier between them, with both of them having had dishonorable pasts?
Moreover, she was no longer free.
Ye Shu’s emotions became slightly uncontrolled.
She reached into the pocket of the shirt and realized she was wearing Sheng Shaochen’s shirt – there was nowhere to hide a cigarette.
Gu Zuocheng’s gaze grew increasingly somber and, without a word, he pulled out a box of cigarettes from his pocket and handed it to Ye Shu.
Ye Shu froze for a moment—it was the brand she always smoked.
She looked at him quizzically.
“Isn’t it funny? When we were together, I always told you to quit smoking. After losing you, I realized that even the sight of you smoking is something I miss.” So he always carried the cigarettes she loved.
When he missed her, he would light one.
A touch of sourness briefly crossed Ye Shu’s heart.
She took out a cigarette.
Gu Zuocheng took out a lighter and struck it.
The gold dragon crafted material looked luxurious and classy.
That was the birthday gift Ye Shu gave him on their first anniversary.
Ye Shu felt a lump in her throat, a stifling discomfort she couldn’t express.
She brought the cigarette close and lit it, taking a somber drag, “Gu Zuocheng, I hope this is the last time we meet. Let’s go, to the hospital.”
Some people, once missed, will forever become the past.
If they could not be lovers, at least they didn’t want to become enemies.
Perhaps oblivion in the bustling world was the best conclusion.
Ye Shu took another deep drag, then flicked the cigarette away, exhaling a plume of smoke.
The dissipating smoke completely engulfed her expression, leaving her current feelings inscrutable.