Chapter 693

Huang Ling came down, Gu Yanhao moved forward, and soon, the two of them stood facing each other.

Huang Ling is not as smart as Song Wuyou.

When she heard the news of Gu Yanhao's death in the plane crash, her heart ached beyond words.

God knows how dark it was for her during that time, but seeing Song Wuyou survived so tenaciously, she followed her example and worked hard to live.

If not, she might kill herself with grief.

It was not the original owner's mother, nor Song Wuyou, nor herself who allowed her to live as Huang Ling.

but he...

Apart from him, in this world, she has no one worthy of nostalgia.

In addition to the memories with him, although not good, it is also the spirit that supports her to live.

To love him, you don't have to occupy him.

Being alive and being able to see him live happily is also very good.

If she couldn't even see his happiness while she was alive, what was the point of her living?

Huang Ling had thought of this before, so she waited for another six months.

After half a year, before Gu Yanhao came back, she chose to die by euthanasia and go to heaven with him...

She hoped that in the world, she would not get his love.

In heaven, we can watch each other.

When she heard that the international party had found him and healed his injuries.

She went back to her room, locked herself up, and cried aloud inside.

Fearing that people outside would hear it, she had no choice but to cover her mouth with a quilt and cry and cry.

It's not a sad cry, but a kind of excitement and joy that can be reunited after experiencing life and death.

Now seeing him standing in front of her alive, she was even more excited and moved.

God let him live, she was very touched.

"Girl, haven't you eaten? You're so skinny." Gu Yanhao looked at Huang Ling with pity.

His deep voice carried the tenderness of a brother loving his sister.

When Huang Ling heard this, tears welled up in her eyes.

"Wow--"

She burst into tears immediately, and couldn't care less, she hugged Gu Yanhao and cried: "I heard that you were among the victims of the crash, I feel like the sky is falling, wow—"

Gu Yanhao smiled lightly, raised his hand, patted her shoulder lightly, and comforted her: "It's okay, haven't I come back now? Don't cry."

"It's because you're back that I'm going to cry." Huang Ling cried, "I'm not sad, I'm happy..."

Tears burst into tears, and after a while, Gu Yanhao's clothes were wet.

"Okay, okay, cry when you're happy, cry when you're sad, why do you women like to cry so much?" Gu Yanhao joked.

Huang Ling was startled, and suddenly thought that he didn't like her crying the most.

In the past, when she cried, he didn't even look at her. His cold eyes made him feel chilled.

She quickly let go of Gu Yanhao, took two steps back, wiped her tears in embarrassment, laughed and cried and said: "I can't help it, I can't control myself at all."

After speaking, Huang Ling turned around and turned her back to Gu Haoyan.

She kept wiping her tears and giggling non-stop.

She was happy, really happy.

Before, Gu Yanhao had never treated her like this.

Now, he treats her like a brother treats a sister.

Even so, she was enough.

When Huang Ling looked up, she saw Song Wuyou coming downstairs after washing and changing.

Her hair was neatly combed and hung vertically like fine silk.

She wore a navy blue knitted dress with a denim jacket on the outside.