Drifting Towards You

Gu Xiangsi's heart aches, doesn't he remember her?

How can I not remember!

She had a bitter heart, but she didn't show it on her face. She smiled and said, "Don't bother Mr. Su, I can go back by myself."

Su Xiangwan frowned and grabbed Gu Xiangsi and said, "Don't, it's okay anyway, her home is on the side of Wencui Road Jinyuan..."

Without waiting for Gu Xiangsi to speak, Su Xiangwan reported the address to Su Jincheng.

After Su Jincheng nodded, he started the car.

Su Xiangwan looked at Gu Xiangsi who turned his head and looked out the window, and sighed lightly.

How can this work?

When the car came to Gu's house, Su Xiangwan and Gu Xiangsi went to see Su Jincheng's face at the same time, but he didn't seem to know where it was, and his expression didn't show any waves.

Gu Xiangsi slowly lowered his eyes, clutching the strap of the bag with one hand, clenching it tightly.

Until the car stopped, Su Jincheng got out of the car and took things off for Gu Xiangsi from the trunk.

Gu Xiangsi stood aside, and didn't mean to reach out to help.

Until the trunk door was closed, Su Jincheng nodded to her and said, "It's okay, let's go first. Thank you Miss Gu for taking care of you today."

When the words fell, he turned back into the car without a trace of nostalgia.

Gu Xiangsi looked at his back and suddenly said, "Mr. Su."

Su Jincheng paused slightly and turned to look at her.

"Leave a phone call, I'll invite you to dinner next time." Gu Xiangsi looked at him determinedly, and said with a smile, as if discussing with him how the weather is today.

Su Jincheng looked at her silently, but her pure eyes made people unable to guess what he was thinking.

A few seconds later, just when Gu Xiangsi thought he would refuse, he suddenly smiled and said, "Okay."

Gu Xiangsi was startled slightly, then smiled, red lips glowing in the winter snow like a red plum blossoming in the wind.

The two of them were speechless, until Gu Xiangsi came back to his senses, took out a pen from his bag, walked to him and stretched out his hand and said, "Write this, the phone is dead."

Su Jincheng took the pen and pulled off the cap.

Just then, the cell phone in Gu Xiangsi's bag rang.

Su Jincheng glanced at her, but Gu Xiangsi didn't mean to be ashamed. His complexion didn't change and his heart didn't beat, but he looked at him calmly.

Su Jincheng bends the corners of her lips, lowered her head and slowly wrote a series of numbers on her hand.

He lowered his head, and she lowered his head, the two were very close.

She could smell the good smell on his body when she was close, it was a bit like a cool snow mountain, she couldn't tell it clearly, but she liked it inexplicably.

Gu Xiangsi's gaze fell on his palm, his elbow slightly resting on the edge of her palm, much warmer than hers.

Looking at the numbers he wrote, they are all inexplicably beautiful.

The cell phone in the bag was still ringing, and neither of them paid any attention.

Until a series of numbers were written, Su Jincheng buttoned the cap and returned it to her. After Gu Xiangsi took it, he couldn't help asking: "Mr. Su's phone number has always been so good?"

Su Jincheng's gaze fell on her face and stared at her.

Gu Xiangsi didn't hide, just let him watch.

A few seconds later, Su Jincheng slowly said: "No."

Gu Xiangsi could obviously feel his heart beating a few minutes faster, and then said: "I'm leaving, you drive carefully."

Su Jincheng nodded, retracted his gaze and turned to the car.

Gu Xiangsi stood there until his car completely disappeared from sight, and then slowly opened the palm of his hand, with a very shallow smile on his face, both eyebrows and eyes.