Chapter 68 A Dream for Eight Years, Full of His Face (10)

However, she stood in front of him, without asking a word, he turned his head calmly, and asked the man beside him, "Who is she?"

Qin Zhi'ai froze, and the words that came to her lips disappeared in an instant.

The man standing beside Gu Yusheng looked at her suspiciously, then shook his head, and replied to Gu Yusheng's question just now: "I don't know you."

Gu Yusheng nodded his head slightly, and didn't speak any more. Instead, he handed the cigarette held between his fingertips to his mouth, took two puffs calmly, then snuffed out the cigarette butt, threw it into the trash can, and pointed at the cigarette beside him. The man said: "Come on, let's go in."

Then, he took a leisurely step and passed her side.

When his figure completely disappeared from the corner of Qin Zhi'ai's eyes, she still couldn't control it just as she had just walked towards him. She turned around abruptly, and called out his name, "Gu Yusheng."

Gu Yusheng and his friend stopped together, and he turned around slowly, as if he had never seen her before, looking at her calmly and indifferently.

He just looked at her without saying a word, it took her a lot of effort to force her to say something with his eyes like that of a stranger: "Gu Yusheng, you...don't you remember me? ?”

He stared at her for a while, as if trying to think about whether he knew her. After about a minute, he opened his mouth in a polite and distant tone: "I'm sorry, miss, I think I really do not know you."

After finishing speaking, he bowed his head apologetically at her, turned and left without any pause.

His friend seemed curious, stared at her twice, followed Gu Yusheng: "You really don't know him?"

"I don't remember knowing each other." Gu Yusheng replied.

"That's right. With your face, you often attract others. Maybe she will strike up a conversation with you again."

"Perhaps." His voice was the same as before, sweet and elegant, but the three words he uttered almost made Qin Zhi'ai's eyes blush.

Maybe... Did he take her question just now as a flirt?

Six years... She has been looking for, remembering, and thinking about the man for six years, but she doesn't remember her anymore.

It turned out that the person she had been waiting for had already forgotten her.

The blood in Qin Zhi'ai's whole body seemed to be stagnant, and she didn't feel any sensation. The only sound in her ears was the faintly playing song from the party not far away: "My world is changing for you every day. You didn't realize it. You can't see all the sacrifices."

...

Qin Zhi'ai, who was immersed in the memory, didn't come back to her senses for a long time. The housekeeper stretched out his hand and waved it twice in front of her eyes: "Miss, miss?"

Qin Zhi'ai rolled her eyes, suppressed the soreness in her eye sockets, and smiled slightly at the butler.

"Miss, do you want to eat?"

"No need." Qin Zhi'ai shook her head, put down her chopsticks, stood up, and then thought of what he said when she received a call from Gu Yusheng when she just went downstairs to eat, her fingertips trembled slightly, and she was shocked again. The butler opened his mouth and said a number.