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Outside is a long gravel road. The flowers, plants and trees along the road have not been pruned, and they grow wantonly in this paradise, covering up the narrow path that is not wide at all.
After crossing the gravel road, there is the front hall, and there is a glass greenhouse and a shallow Moon Lake at the back. The lake water is drawn from the suburban lake. In summer, there is a pool of lotus and koi, which is really beautiful.
Gu Zhixin was reluctant to give up this house at the beginning because it was too eye-catching. There were still flowers growing on the balcony of the small building at the back, but now in autumn and winter, it has withered and turned into mud.
This house was raised by Liu Yuhan to be extraordinarily exquisite at the beginning, but now it is gloomy.
Gu Wanyan pushed the door open and entered, the light came in from the outside, stirring up a thick layer of dust.
The third floor is the residential area, where Liu Yuhan's piano room and recording studio are located.
When the door was pushed open with a "squeak", Gu Wanyan's eyes, which had been calm until now, finally had a ripple.
The piano room was dark, the curtains were tightly closed, and the piano in the center was covered with a white cloth, which looked a little cold. Gu Wanyan's pupils reflected this whiteness, and her body trembled uncontrollably.
It is said that Liu Yuhan died on this piano back then. After she finished playing the last piece, she drank a bottle of poison without hesitation, allowing herself to die in the most beautiful posture.
Gu Wanyan didn't know whether to be lucky or not. She didn't see Liu Yuhan for the last time, and when she came back, she got ashes, otherwise the peaceful and beautiful face she had when she died might become her nightmare.
No, she is already her nightmare.
Countless midnight dreams came back, and the pillow was wet with tears. She watched the piano gritted her teeth and trembled uncontrollably, felt nauseous, and couldn't even play at all.
She also thought that her life might have been ruined just like that. If she hadn't gained the motivation to go on again, she might have been stuck in this quagmire for the rest of her life.
But now, she is not alone.
Gradually two faces appeared in her mind, her hands and feet warmed up, and she slowly calmed down.
"goodbye."
She murmured softly, and slowly closed the door.
The fourth to last bedroom on the right side of the corridor is a bedroom, and occasionally Gu Wanyan will choose to live in the second bedroom opposite.
The furnishings in the bedroom were the same as before. When Liu Yuhan left without warning, Gu Honghui felt that it was unlucky, so he sealed the house, and no one had touched the things inside.
Therefore, there are still cups on the bedside table today. If it is not already dirty, it seems that the owner here has just traveled a long way.
This time Gu Wanyan stepped in, leaving two rows of thin footprints on the dusty floor.
The bedroom is clear at a glance, but it is very warmly furnished. There is a family photo on the bookcase, but the surface of the photo frame is covered with a shadow, and the faces cannot be discerned.
Gu Wanyan looked at the little girl in the middle calmly, no need to think, she must be smiling happily.
But now, this stuff is too ironic.
Gu Wanyan reached out to take it down, wanted to throw it away but hesitated for a while, walked to the bedside table, and opened the drawer.
The photo frame was discarded in the deepest part, and there were some other things in the drawer. Due to the space protection, the things inside were not stained with dust.
Gu Wanyan glanced at it, and just about to close it, she saw a folder and a white corner exposed below it.
After a pause, she took out these two things.
The bottom white corner is a notebook, and there is a pen in the drawer.
? Turning over a page, after time has accumulated, the ink on the paper is slightly blurred, but it can be vaguely seen that it is a diary.
Liu Yuhan's memory is not very good, so she has the habit of writing a diary. It's about everyday stuff, but it's mostly about life, music, and her daughter.
She seemed to be aware of her husband's infidelity without mentioning it much. But for her daughter, she did not hesitate to use the most lovely words in the world to record her growing up, between the lines is the mother's deep love.
"I saw a skirt today, and I said I like this style for the first time in the evening. Remember to buy it for her tomorrow. She must be very happy."
"Wanwan wrote a new piece of music today. It turns out that talent can indeed be inherited in one continuous line. My daughter will definitely be the best in the future."
Gu Wanyan's eyes were slightly moist, and those suppressed emotions came back to her heart. It was the happiness in the memory but also the sharp blade of reality, tearing her heart apart.
Since you care about her so much, whywhat to leave
?Time passed by silently, Gu Wanyan turned another page, her tear-stained eyes froze, the back was blank, and the page on the right was the last page of the diary.
"Called me late today. It turned out that she knew about the things on the Internet. I was worried that she would be affected, but I didn't expect her to comfort me in turn. The little girl at the beginning has gradually grown up. "
The tone was heavy and full of comfort for her daughter, but Liu Yuhan briefly mentioned the overwhelming careers and rumors on the Internet, and the wind was calm.
Gu Wanyan was not surprised at all, her mother Huixin was a douchebag, she looked gentle and peaceful, but she was actually aloof and aloof to the bottom of her heart.
Their mother and daughter are exactly the same.
Gu Wanyan looked down quietly, but when she saw the last sentence, her eyes froze.
"Wanwan seems to be a little afraid that things on the Internet will affect me, but how is this possible? Even if the sewage can't be washed away, I will live a good life for her. Watching her grow up and get married slowly Live your life in peace."
The words were as usual, even a little funny about her daughter's worries, but the date of this diary was the day before Liu Yuhan's death.
Gu Wanyan stared at it, turned it over and over again, the hand holding the diary was getting harder and harder, her fingertips were pressed until they lost all color, just like her face.
Her mother did not suffer from depression, if she really lived well according to what was written in the diary, then why did she commit suicide the next day?
What Gu Honghui said at the beginning was that Liu Yuhan was too aloof and could not bear the gossip outside. The assistant said that Liu Yuhan was in a bad state at the time, but a "very bad" person wrote a diary with a relaxed language, and even Looking forward to the appearance of my daughter growing up.
Howis this possible?
Gu Wanyan's eyes suddenly turned red, she turned around and ran out of the bedroom like crazy, pushed open the door of the piano room, approached the piano step by step, and then yanked off the white cloth covering it.
The curtains were opened, and the dusk light fell into the once bright piano room after a long time, as if a secret past was being revealed.
The beautiful grand piano stands there quietly, the black and white colors are luxurious and low-key, and it doesn't know that it has become the owner's coffin.
Gu Wanyan's eyelashes trembled violently. She stretched out her hand to caress the piano. The cold touch cooled her feverish brain a little, and her eyes wandered inch by inch.
Finally, her eyes settled on a white piano key. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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