The evening twilight flows slowly across the skyline of downtown Caizhou like melted honey.
This villa, located in the best area of the city, is hidden behind a lush camphor forest. The floor-to-ceiling windows face the setting sun in the distance. At this moment, the setting sun is pouring its last rays of orange onto the glass, giving the huge living room a warm and astringent glow.
Tang Qi locked herself in the living room on the second floor. A beige silk scarf was hanging on the locked door handle, which she had casually put on when she came back in the afternoon.
There was no main light in the room, only the wall lamp in the corner was on. The warm yellow light shone on her, stretching her shadow very long, casting it on the carpeted floor like a curled up fallen leaf.
Tang Qi sat on the velvet sofa by the window. On the pear wood coffee table in front of her was a bottle of red wine that had just been opened and had not yet been decanted. The wine emitted tiny rays of light from the crystal bottle.
There were two high-heeled glasses scattered around, one was empty, with faint traces of wine still hanging on the wall, and the other was held in her hand, the stem of the glass warmed by her fingertips.
“Click.”
Tang Qi unscrewed the cork with her fingertips without nail polish. The light sound of the cork falling to the ground was particularly clear in the quiet room.
The next second, it was stuffed back in.
The queen of the entertainment industry who has been dominating the industry for many years just kept plugging and unplugging her in a daze, over and over again.
How to describe it? I can say I am heartbroken.
Tang Qi poured the wine into the glass based on her feeling without looking at it. The deep red wine flowed over the bottom of the glass, swayed out of the rim, and splashed a few drops onto the coffee table, like drops of blood falling on light-colored wood grain.
She didn't care, so she pinched the stem of the glass and shook it gently, and the wine drew a curved arc on the wall of the glass.
"Gudong."
He tilted his head back and took a big sip, the curve of his throat rolling was particularly obvious under the light.
The astringent taste of the red wine mixed with the fruity aroma slid down her throat, leaving a slightly numbing warmth. However, when this warmth reached her heart, it felt like being doused in ice water, so cold that her fingertips trembled.
Tang Qi put down the wine glass, raised her hand to wipe her face, and when her fingertips rubbed the corners of her eyes, she felt something warm and wet - she didn't know when, but tears had already fallen.
The setting sun outside the window was sinking slowly, and the orange halo gradually turned into deep purple.
Tang Qi looked at her reflection in the mirror. Her face, which was always covered with exquisite makeup, looked rather disheveled at the moment. The fine lines at the corners of her eyes were particularly clear in the dim light. Her eyes were as red as cherries soaked in water, and there were still undried tears on her eyelashes. They would fall down with the slightest movement, and hit the wooden table with a soft "thump" sound.
He picked up the wine glass again and drank it quickly this time. The wine flowed down the corners of his mouth, forming tiny drops on his chin and dripping onto his clothes.
She didn't wipe it, but just stared at the sunset outside the window, her mind full of scenes from the day - Lin Mengjun pulling Gu Luo's hand and shouting "This is my brother", Gu Luo's gentle profile when he bent down and rubbed Yunjun's face, his top-notch singing skills when he sang "Medal" in the recording studio, and the last practice room, when he was surrounded by a group of young artists, he subconsciously protected Yunjun.
Those scenes were like movie clips, flashing before my eyes frame by frame.
Tang Qi specially brought Yunyun to pick up Gu Luo that day, and made Yunyun stick to him. In the lounge, she couldn't help but want to reveal some of their true relationship several times.
But when the words were on the tip of his tongue, he saw Gu Luo's smiling face while holding Yun Yun, and his frank and polite response to the name "Auntie Tang", and the words seemed to be blocked by cotton in his throat and he couldn't spit them out.
I am his mother.
This secret that had been hidden deep in her heart for many years was like a red-hot iron, burning her day and night.
Tang Qi thought that Tian Tian would always find an opportunity to reveal some secrets by taking advantage of Yun Yun's closeness, but when she really got close to her, she found that she had no idea...
She was afraid of disturbing and destroying his current life, afraid that he would blame her for her selfish choice back then, and even more afraid of seeing the strange alienation in his eyes - that hurt her more than any accusation.
"Ahem."
Tang Qi choked because she drank the red wine too quickly, and her tears fell even more.
She put down her wine glass and covered her face with her hands, suppressing sobs leaking out between her fingers.
The light from the wall lamp fell on his trembling shoulders, making him look particularly lonely.
The sunset outside the window completely sank, the last bit of afterglow disappeared from the horizon, and the light in the room dimmed.
The red wine bottle on the coffee table was half empty, the two wine glasses were tilted crookedly, and the wine stains on the carpet looked like a withered rose.
Tang Qi was still sitting on the sofa, her shoulders shaking slightly, a handkerchief tightly clenched in her hand - it was the one Gu Luo used when she was a child, with a crooked "Luo" embroidered on it, which she had kept for many years.
Dusk completely enveloped the villa, and the only sounds in the room were the dim light of the wall lamp and low sobbing, mixed with the occasional sound of the evening breeze blowing through the camphor leaves outside the window.
"This child... I have already guessed it..."
Tang Qi lay drunkenly on the wooden table, recalling the part she least wanted to recall.
In the car, Gu Luo asked - "By the way, Auntie, do you know my dad?"
In the car, Gu Luo said to Lin Mengjun - "Brother also likes brother's father. Brother doesn't want brother's father to be sad. Brother likes the current life very much and doesn't want to be disturbed by outsiders."
Outsider, yes.
To Gu Luo, I am just a pure outsider.
I don’t know how long it took.
The phone on the table suddenly rang.
Tang Qi didn't look up, but reached out to feel around, but couldn't find anything.
There was no other way, so she had to raise her body slightly and pick up the phone in a daze.
Caller ID - Brother Feng.
When I saw this contact, I sobered up immediately.
Tang Qi hurriedly answered the phone and her heart began to beat faster. Until she heard a familiar "Hello", tears fell uncontrollably again.
The more it falls, the more it falls.
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