【Why seek death? We are all still young, isn’t it great to be alive? Think about the other things you regret. Death is not the only way to solve the problem! You have things and people you like, right? Think about those things that you haven't had the chance to possess yet. You only have the chance to get them while you are alive. 】
Qiao Ying raised the ends of her curled eyes tremblingly, racking her brains to instill in him the motivation to live.
Gu Shiye's eyes were deep and indifferent, and he sneered without sadness or joy.
"I don't want those things. What's the point of such a boring world?"
He frowned slightly, his eyes showing a fierce look.
"Little mute, those values you mentioned are of no use to me. They only make me feel sick. Living is a disgusting thing. I will help you get rid of pain. Isn't that good?"
Qiao Ying swallowed hard, shrunk slightly, and stepped back.
【Of course not! How could you not have a reason to live? Just think, just think it’s for me! 】
There was a sarcastic smile on Gu Shiye's lips, "For you? Little mute, you really know how to put gold on your face."
[No, don’t you think I’m interesting? A mute, his father didn't care, his mother died early, he got into trouble with a crazy man, and was bullied. Aren't you curious about how I live every day? I don’t understand why I can still keep living? Or, you make a bet with me. I will die with you when the last trace of my desire to live is worn away. Isn't this process interesting? 】
Qiao Ying muttered quickly, and Gu Shiye suppressed the sick and gloomy expression. Watching her type the last sentence, her black and white apricot eyes showed a touch of sadness, and he suddenly agreed with her reason.
This world is indeed very boring, but meeting this mute made it a little interesting.
"Little mute, don't try to deceive me. I will wait until the day you want to die."
Qiao Ying secretly breathed a sigh of relief. As long as she could persuade him not to drag her to death, he would agree to whatever he asked.
Her clear eyes overflowed with a smile, [I am so weak, how can I defeat you? We have agreed that no one can die first unless we agree to die together. 】
Gu Shiye pulled his lower lip in disgust, his dark and slightly curly hair covering his eyebrows, like an innocent college student.
Qiao Ying remembered that she still had her piano in the car, and she volunteered to play it for him.
The man's face was calm, "If you're not good at playing the piano, don't show your shame. If you're too ugly, I'll kill you too."
Qiao Ying didn't listen to him, she trotted into the car with her cat, opened her piano bag and carefully took out the violin.
Gu Shiye turned his head and closed his eyes slightly, just in time to see the girl running towards him, with a beautiful and vivid smile.
【Do you have any music you want to listen to? I can play it to you. 】
He was startled for a moment, then quickly sneered, "What kind of music do you usually play?"
[I usually do it to practice my skills. You may not like to listen to that kind of music. 】
Qiao Ying thought for a while, and suddenly thought of the song "The Night of Confession". She immediately set up the piano, lowered her eyes and pulled the strings, and the euphemistic and melodious melody flowed from her fingers.
The breeze is not dry and the sunshine is warm.
In the sea of golden flowers, the girl looked like an elf falling into the world. After a long time, that scene was deeply reflected in his mind.
It was getting late and Qiao Ying returned home.
She put down her things and was about to cook something to eat. When she raised her head, she met the servant Aunt Xin, who begged anxiously.
"Miss Ying, Madam took the eldest lady and Mrs. Yu to a dinner party. I'm helping her make cream. Could you please go to Yu's house to deliver something to my sister?"
Qiao Ying knew that Aunt Xin's sister worked in the Yu family, but she didn't know how important it was that she had to deliver it now.
The Yu family owns a lot of real estate outside. After Mrs. Yu's divorce, she has been living here alone, and even Yu Chengjin doesn't come here often.
Qiao Ying looked relaxed and agreed.
It seems that as long as Yu Chengjin is not involved, she is easy to talk to.
The dim light in the hall of the Yu family made Qiao Ying a little frightened when she stepped in. She remembered that there were many servants in the Yu family, but why was there no one in the entire villa tonight?
Qiao Ying tightly clutched the bag that Aunt Xin gave her. According to her instructions, her sister should be organizing documents in the study.
She plucked up the courage and walked to the study room on the first floor. Suddenly all the lights went out. Qiao Ying, who was timid and afraid of the dark, trembled with fright, turned around and ran out as fast as she could.
He ran headfirst into a wall of flesh.
She didn't care who this person was anymore. All the experiences she had experienced during the day came to her mind. She hugged the man's waist in grievance, held back her useless tears, and buried herself in his arms greedily.
