Chapter 150 A Very Important Person (2)

He likes to smoke when he is in a bad mood, but rarely drinks, so the number of times he got drunk in his life can be counted on the fingers.

And on that night in four years, he happened to drink too.

It was the seventh day of his parents' death, and his discharge report happened to be approved that day, and he was in such a bad mood that he drank a lot of empty wine bottles in front of the tombstone.

All I drank that day was beer, and it was the suburbs. After drinking, it was not so easy to order alcohol, so the drunk was not as unconscious as last night.

That night, it rained heavily, and he squatted in front of the tombstone as if masturbating himself, refusing to leave.

The rain was getting heavier and heavier, and he was drenched like a drenched chicken. Just when he was thinking whether he would die from the rain, he covered his head with an umbrella, and then sat down quietly beside him. one person.

It was very dark and there was no light at all. He couldn't see the face of the person who came, but the breath she gave off next to him let him know that it was a young girl.

She probably knew that he was sad, and that he didn't want to talk, so she didn't disturb him, but just accompanied him quietly.

Later, when the alcohol came up, he felt a little uncomfortable, and he might have said some nonsense, although he couldn't remember what it was, but he knew clearly that the girl who was with him gave him a silent hug.

In many cases, comfort does not need words.

Even after four years, when he recalled that hug, he still felt... very warm.

Later, when the spirit of alcohol came up, he fell asleep next to the girl, and when she woke up, it was already broad daylight, but she was no longer there.

It wasn't because of that incident that he had deep feelings for that girl, but she gave him the most gentle company during his saddest moment.

So this matter has been recorded by him.

Maybe it's because that hug really warmed him, that's why he had such a similar and beautiful dream last night...

After taking a shower, Gu Yusheng collected his thoughts, changed into clean clothes, and left the bedroom.

As soon as the butler saw him, he immediately entered the dining room, and when Gu Yusheng sat at the dining table, all the food had already been set.

Like the last time I was drunk, it was still vegetable porridge with lean meat.

I didn't eat anything last night, and I slept until noon today. Gu Yusheng's stomach was empty. He picked up the porridge and drank half a bowl in one gulp. How did I come back so late?"

"Mr. Gu, you came back by taxi."

"Oh." Gu Yusheng replied, maybe he was too drunk, so he casually told the taxi driver the address of the villa.

Gu Yusheng took two bites of food with his chopsticks, and realized that he was the only one eating lunch, so he asked again, "Where is Miss?"

"Miss received a call not long after she came home last night. It seems to be from her agent. She went out and hasn't come back yet." The housekeeper paused and added: "It should be that there is a job. Be busy."

With porridge in his mouth, Gu Yusheng murmured an indistinct "uh" and didn't speak any more. Instead, he quickly finished his lunch, took the car keys, and left the villa.

The butler stood in front of the window, watching Gu Yusheng's car drive out of the hospital, and then quickly ran to the landline and dialed a number: "Miss, Mr. Gu has woken up...he has eaten porridge, Looks like there's nothing wrong with..."