Chapter 87 Gu Qingrong's past

The New Year's Party came to an end with everyone's expectation and satisfaction, and there was still one hour before the New Year. Once passed back backstage to change into his own clothes, before he could remove makeup, Gu Qingrong, who had already changed his clothes, pulled him out of the backstage. To come out backstage, you must all pass through the Great Hall of the front stage. "Where are we going?" He dragged him to run, and he was a little tired and panting. Just after the evening party ended, the staff were packing up, the students in charge of cleaning in the student union were doing the final cleaning work, and the audience came out one after another, such as filed out, one after another. The lights on the top floor of the Great Hall are bright, spreading the whole hall. The light drives away the darkness and illuminates the whole person's face. Gu Qingrong looked excited and gentle, pulling her out of the hall and running directly to a place at the back door of the school. Soon, they came to that place. She was shocked by the bright and beautiful picture in front of her. There is a wide lake at the back door of the school, called Qingyu Lake, surrounded by mountains on both sides and reflected by green trees. The whole lake is projected by bright lights, glowing with stars. The reason why it is called Qingyu Lake is that when there is a lot of rain in autumn, the rain falls into the lake. On the blue lake reflected by green trees, the jumping water drops look cyan from a distance, so people name it "Qingyu Lake". Along the road, it is New Year's Day. People always like to come here to see the lake, light it with paper lotus lanterns, put it in the lake, make wishes, let it drift away, and look forward to the future with their own thoughts. At this time, surrounded by stone pillars to the half-waist railing, surrounded by many people, men, women and children, lovers, classmates or friends, so many can't see the leader. "This is..." After the breath eased in situ, she finally stopped breathing. She turned to Gu Qingrong. "Every year on the night of New Year's Day, everyone will come here to watch the lanterns and watch the fireworks that will bloom in mid-air later, and put lanterns, make wishes, and count down to welcome the arrival of the New Year." Gu Qingrong explained. Zeng Shao was a freshman who only arrived at A University this year. He only knew that there was a snack street behind the school and a lake a little below the snack street. However, it was not unusual at ordinary times. I didn't expect to come at night. In this decorated night, it seems that the whole lake is mapped by this bright light and blends with it. Heaven and earth are the same color, which is very beautiful. Before I could wait for the past to question again, I saw Gu Qingrong have two more lanterns in his hand. He sent a lantern to her eyes, with tender eyebrows and eyes and great charm: "Here." Zeng passed and took it. Under her incomprehension and surprise, she only heard him say, "This is a lotus lantern. I bought it when I passed by just now. One by one, we can light it up, then go to the small stairs over there, put the lit lantern into the lake, and then make a wish. In this way, our New Year's resolution will come true." There are such customs in many places. No, to be precise, it is not a custom, but a convention. When the New Year comes, everyone makes a wish, gives a spiritual sustenance, looks forward to the future, and resigns from the past, which is referred to as "farewell to the old and welcome the new". Zeng passed and took the lanterns. It was a lantern pasted with paper. The lantern looked like a lotus flower with a little candle wick inside. Lighting it can make the whole lantern light. Seeing that she was still speechless, Gu Qingrong grabbed her hand again and pulled her to the small stairs of the square lantern. There are so many people there that they can only queue up and take turns. While waiting, Zeng looked up and looked at his interest. He asked, "Have you often come here before?" The boy nodded, as if recalling something and looking happy: "Every New Year, I will come here to make a wish." "What wish?" "Xu can heal his illness, Xu can try his best to enter the national team training, Xu can participate in the Olympics, and even more..." Speaking of which, he suddenly stopped his voice. Once passed suspicious, opposing waiting for what he wants to say next. Unfortunately, he didn't. He shook his head and said only one secret, which she could not know. Zeng passed and did not ask any more questions. He continued to stand by and wait. Finally, it's their turn. The two men stood side by side, then squatted down, lit the lantern, and then gently placed it on a horizontal plane, allowing it to drift away with the current. "Make a wish." Gu Qingrong looked back at her. The boy squatted in the same place, and the lights on his head were bright and scattered, falling to his head, forming a bright circle at the top of his soft hair. All of a sudden, the sound of "snapping" fireworks blooming in the night sky exploded at that time, and the light from the fireworks fell on the boy's eyebrow eye. He had clearly seen his deep eyes, and his deep feeling was frozen, where there was the expectation of waiting for her to make a wish. It's New Year. Once passed a hook at the lip angle, the heartbeat in the chest was like someone else's touch, showing his great enthusiasm. The feeling of being cared for is so beautiful. "Seize the head of the New Year, let's make a wish quickly!" She told him, immediately folded her hands, closed her eyes, and made a wish she had always wanted to make. After making a wish, they opened their eyes. Someone urged them behind. They stood up, glanced at the lanterns floating away, and turned to leave. Squeezing out the crowd, Zeng passed anxiously and asked, "What is your wish?" His brow and eyes softened. Today's is really weird. Perhaps because of performing the drama "Winter Love", Gu Qingrong couldn't help kissing her when they kissed her. Perhaps after today, it was a new year, and everyone was a new year old. The lively and happy atmosphere of the whole family made his mood fluctuate. Tonight, he always wants to keep his secrets in his heart for many years and reveal some to his favorite girl. "I made a promise related to my mother." He said. "Your mother?" She was shocked. Suddenly, it seemed that he had never mentioned his mother in front of her, not even in front of others. So far, there has been no wind of anything related to his mother. "Hmm." He pulled her over and sat in a lounge chair by the side of the road. Zeng passed and sat down, looked at him and waited for his answer. "I made a wish..." He paused, probably thinking of something, and his eyes were wet. "I wish to see my mother. We haven't seen each other for three years." "Why?" Now she finally knows the situation in Gu Qingrong's home. He said that his parents divorced when he was ten years old. Before they divorced, they quarreled every day. Every time they quarreled, he was afraid. He always locked himself in a small room, squatted in the corner, and silently held his knees waiting for them to finish quarreling. Many times, the two of them quarreled so fiercely that they even drew their swords to meet each other. It was when he suddenly opened the door and saw his mother holding a knife in her hand that her mother suddenly realized that she threw the knife on the ground and ran to hold him and cried. My father left the door and didn't come back for several days. Later, when my father came back, it was the time when they divorced. After the divorce, his mother went to France. Every year, his mother came back to see him on his birthday, but on his eighteenth adult birthday, her mother came back and looked at him only and said, "Xiaorong, when you grow up and become an adult, you will know how to take care of yourself. Now that she has a family, she will no longer come back to see him every year, hoping that he will take good care of himself. " With this sentence, my mother flew back to France. Since then, he has never seen his mother come back again. Perhaps the atmosphere was very good, which made Gu Qingrong feel very comfortable. He finally told the secrets he had accumulated in his heart for many years. After that, for a long time, he did not dare to disturb him aloud. He was immersed in his sadness and did not dare to make any noise for fear of making him sadder. She stretched out her hand, grabbed his hand, held the back of his hand tightly with both hands, and squeezed it gently to show her encouragement. Once passed to let him know, it doesn't matter, she is there, she will always accompany him. Gu Qingrong looked up and looked at the girl with delicate makeup in front of her. Before the makeup could be removed, the girl's big eyes revealed her distress for him. "So you don't know where your mother lives in France?" She asked. Gu Qingrong nodded: "I was still young. I thought there would be another meeting when I parted, so I didn't realize how important the address was to me." "Does your father know where your mother lives?" "Yes, he said he didn't know." Gu Qingrong smiled wryly. "Think about it, too. When a person who once met with a sharp knife is divorced, how can he care where the other person lives and how well he lives?" Chapter 88 The tip of his heart seemed to have been severely stabbed with a knife. When he pulled it out, he was already glowing with bright red blood. "I haven't seen you for three years, and I haven't contacted you?" Zeng passed and asked. Gu Qingrong nodded. How did this happen? How can two people who are related by blood not meet or contact for three years? Could something have happened? I wanted to say this question for a while, but I still felt inappropriate when I thought about it, so I gave up. Gu Qingrong didn't say anything more behind him. He didn't dare to ask again after passing. They just sat quietly. The two men were silent for a while, then turned to ask him, "Gu Qingrong, do you know what wish I made just now?" The boy looked up and laughed: "Will you say it when I ask? Once the wish is said, it will not work." "But you also said your wish." "My wish is made every year, and it is not realized every year. I am used to it. Say it or not, it is the same." Once passed suddenly silent. It was clearly said in a relaxed tone, but it was so harsh in her ears.