When You’re Gone

On New Year's Eve in 2017, it was particularly sad.

Wen Mingting washed his face with tears almost all day long, but there was nothing to do with Gu Hansheng.

Only the people around him know what life Gu Hansheng has been living.

He can stay without sleep for many days, work during the day, and shut himself in the study or bedroom at night.

Most of the servants in Mansion Zero were resigned.

Eucalyptus woke up every night and felt sadness spreading from the deepest part of his heart when he saw the villa standing in the wind and snow without a trace of light.

At this time, she would always go to the main building with a light on, and go upstairs gently, standing at the door of the main bedroom, and listening to the crying like a sleepy beast inside.

Depressed and desperate.

The man does not flick when he has tears, but he hasn't reached the point of sadness.

Liang Shu's departure was an almost devastating blow to Gu Hansheng.

Qu Yu didn't know how long he could last in this state, and no one dared to persuade him.

The old lady in the house and Jing Yu secretly stole Liang Shu's ashes to the suburban cemetery. Gu Hansheng was still a step too late. When he arrived, the new tomb was already up. Taoist priests wearing Taoist robes and crowns of trees were spinning around the tombstone. .

They poured the bowl of rootless water stained with black talisman paper ash from the top of the tombstone, and they said that the dust will return to the dust, which is regarded as super cool.

Everyone's attention was on the Taoist priest, and almost no one noticed Gu Hansheng's appearance.

Wen Mingting stood in front of the grave, seriously looking at the tombstone without a photo in front of him, folded his hands together, closed his eyes and said to the new grave: "A Shu, blame me, let the cold life go, and don't pester him anymore. Okay?"

There was nothing else around except the whirring wind.

Tears flowed down the corner of Wen Mingting's eyes, her eyelids trembled, and she continued religiously: "A Shu, let's go, from now on, don't pester him anymore, don't show up in front of him, even in dreams—"

Don't pester him anymore, don't show up in front of him again, even in a dream...

When this sentence flashed in Gu Hansheng's mind, the only reason in him was derailed.

During the day, he paralyzed himself by work. Gu did not receive any sanctions due to the fire incident or public opinion, but instead developed beyond the past, all thanks to Gu Hansheng.

He can force himself not to think about her during the day.

But whenever it was night, my thoughts couldn't help it anymore.

Missing is like an invisible black hole. It starts to come out in the dead of night, like a vine full of tentacles, reaching into people's minds, wishing to catch everything it wants.

But Liang Shu didn't even give Gu Hansheng the opportunity to dream of her.

Even if it is a nightmare.

For so many days and nights, no one knew how he came here.

Probably, I never came here to say it.

Maybe when it comes, he will no longer exist.

At this moment, everything seems to have a reasonable explanation.

He didn't believe that the ashes belonged to Liang Shu, but he believed that Liang Shu's soul had always lived in Mansion Zero.

They put the ashes in this square tomb, then covered the coffin and buried it with soil. They also sealed Liang Shu's soul in it.

Gu Hansheng seemed to be able to hear A Shu's voice calling for help.

It was as if she was suffering in the fire.

The soles of Gu Hansheng's feet were as heavy as lead pouring. Every time he took a step, his heart hurt until he stood behind Wen Mingting.

The people around did not speak, maybe the atmosphere was too depressing, no one dared to speak.

Gu Hansheng's eyelids moved, tears rolled from his dry eye sockets, and his dumb voice said helplessly to Wen Mingting's back: "Mom, do you have to be so cruel?"

Wen Mingting trembled heavily, slowly opened his eyes, and then slowly turned around.

"Do you know how much I blame myself? You want my divorce certificate with her. I promise you that on the night of the Civil Affairs Bureau, she rarely wore her hands and got a small frostbite on her hands. I know her It's cold, but I don't care about her."

After a pause, Gu Hansheng continued in his talented tone: "Do you know how high the temperature inside the villa is when it catches fire? In the infrared camera, the fire is so bright that the whole picture is red, and A Shu is inside. I didn't care about her either."

The wind was very strong and the temperature on the outskirts of the city was very low. The weather that had been resting for most of the day now showed signs of snowing again.

Gu Hansheng took a step forward and stood beside Wen Mingting with his palm on the cold tombstone. He looked down at the words on the tombstone. A cool smile flashed in his low-down eyes. He said, "And now, you will She was trapped in this ground three feet underground, how could I walk in the air two meters above the ground."

He spoke very plainly.

The tone is so plain that there is no ups and downs in the re-election.

But because of this, Wen Mingting looked at him in shock and despair. She burst into tears. If it weren't for Liang Qing behind her in time, she might have fallen to the ground.

The new grave just dug, the surrounding soil is still loose.

In front of everyone, Gu Hansheng kicked and destroyed all the tributes that had been neatly visited. When he reached out to pull the tombstone again, he was stopped by Jing Yu.

Jing Yu curled his eyebrows and looked at him, "Hansheng, what are you doing? Aunt Ting is not doing all this for you, why bother to waste her pains?"

"Take pains?" Gu Hansheng's mouth curled in an arc of unknown meaning, "Jing Yu, the knife hasn't cut your flesh, you are not qualified to say this."

"But she is dead. Buddhism pays attention to the cycle of cause and effect. You have been trapping her so that she can't reincarnate properly. How can she start her next life? People who are dead should go to the land for peace. This is in line with the law."

Gu Hansheng didn't want to hear Jing Yu nonsense.

People can never empathize with others' feelings and feelings.

It's like Liang Shu is gone.

For most people, it may just be that there is one less person in the world.

In the tears of many people, Gu Hansheng only died for one wife, and naturally there will be the next one to make up. He is Gu Hansheng. There is no shortage of women around him, let alone his wife.

But for Liang Shu, she completely disappeared in this world.

When a person is dead, he is gone, never seen again.

In the following many years until he died, he could never see her again, nor could he hear her voice again. From then on, this person completely disappeared.

And these people didn't understand what Liang Shu meant to him, Gu Hansheng.

For the rest of my life, the name Liang Shu can only appear in memories...

Gu Hansheng felt pain all over his body when he thought of this.

From his initial "interest" in her to the "deep in the mud" now, it seems that he only confirmed the nonsensical words: Love does not know where it started, and it continues to deepen.

And these people, they don't understand.

...

The Taoist priests are gone.

Those who had fled from the wasteland, because they were afraid that they would not be able to clean up the next scenes, and they would save the souls without their consent. This was disrespectful, and they were afraid that there would be retribution on themselves.

In fact, Gu Hansheng didn't dare to do anything to Wen Mingting.

So in the end he beat Jing Yu.

Everyone present did not dare to go up and persuade.

Jing Yu is not Gu Hansheng's opponent. When Gu Hansheng grabbed his collar and smashed Jing Yu's face with punches, he didn't feel the slightest softness.

Wen Mingting couldn't cry from the side, she watched as bright red blood spilled from Jing Yu's nose and lips, staining the snowy ground.

She regretted it.

Comparing Gu Jiamen Feng with Gu Hansheng, the former is actually nothing at all.

If even Gu Hansheng is gone, then the Gu family will also be gone.

A person has to go through something in a lifetime before he can fully realize it.

But Wen Mingting, who came too late, came too sad, and there was a life in the middle.

She went up to hold Gu Hansheng, like a farce finally about to end, she cried and said: "I will never force you anymore. I will go down and apologize to her after a hundred years. I beg her to forgive me. It doesn’t matter whether you marry or not, Hansheng, mom now only hopes you are alive."

Gu Han stopped.

Jing Yu was lying on the ground, looking at the sky with his eyes open, and suddenly a thought of not wanting to live anymore came into being.

He was played by a woman and applauded, and he lost his heart. No one believed such embarrassing things.

Watching Gu Hansheng's current state, Jing Yu felt that love was even worse than poison.

It is simply too easy to destroy a person.

Later, an ambulance came and pulled Jing Yu away.

At first, everyone thought that things would end here, but no one thought that Gu Hansheng would come to dig the grave in the middle of the night.

In the night when the wind roared, the voice pulled the bare bushes like a ghost.

Ji Shen held his umbrella to the side and was silent all the way.

At this point, he no longer speaks to persuade Gu Hansheng, because he has been with Gu Hansheng for so long and has never seen him have such a crazy moment, and because he has lived for almost 30 years in his life, and he has not seen it. People who have lived so crazy.

Ji Chen is holding an umbrella, but his thoughts have drifted away. He doesn't quite understand people like Gu Hansheng.

They have developed minds, so their behaviors are inevitably different from ordinary people. He wants to see how crazy the boss can be in the end, whether to let the world destroy him first, or let the world destroy him in the end.

The work of digging a grave is not easy.

The new tomb just got up in the afternoon, because it was snowing and the temperature was very low, the soil layer was quickly frozen.

With Gu Hansheng like this, there is no way to dig it.

Ji Chen saw that he later threw a shovel and shoveled the soil with his bare hands. The ice scum mixed with the soil and stuck in his nails until his fingers were touched with blood and he didn't make a name.

At the regular meeting the next morning.

Everyone sitting on the oval conference table clearly saw the unwashed dirt on Gu Hansheng's blood-stained fingers and fingers.

From the beginning to the end of the meeting, there was nothing else but the voices of people who were reporting tremblingly on the stage.

After the whole meeting, everyone's eyes were almost attracted by Gu Hansheng, and Gu Hansheng kept his head down, seeming to be dormant, and he seemed to be meditating, but no one knew what he was thinking.

After the meeting ended, everyone left at Ji Shen's greetings, leaving Gu Hansheng alone.

Later, Procter & Gamble went in to clean up.

Seeing a bit of water stains under a certain seat, I thought it was spilled from the cup, but the tea in this seat remained the same as it was originally served, and no one had ever sipped it.

Procter & Gamble didn't understand, shook his head, and wiped the traces with a mop.

When Secretary Shi went to the president's office to send out the materials, she held her breath and took the document that Gu Hansheng had signed.

However, Gu Hansheng raised his head after signing the letter, and did not pass the document to her at the first time. His gaze seemed to pass through Shiqian and fell on the area behind her.

But just a few seconds later, Gu Hansheng gave the file to Shi Qing.

When Shi Qing turned and left, she was stopped by Gu Hansheng. She turned her head and tried to make a smile at the corner of her mouth, but found that she couldn't do it, so she gave up, bowed her head and called Mr. Gu.

Gu Hansheng pointed to the sofa area behind her and asked Shi Qing, "Do you think hallucinations can appear here?"

Shi Qing's back was cold, her fingers pinched the hard shell of the folder, and then she shook her head.

Out of the office.

Shi Qing went straight to Ji Shen's office.

"Special Assistant Season!"

Ji Shen was meeting with a client, but he didn't expect Shi Qing to come in suddenly. He wrinkled his brows, Shi Qing understood, and turned around and went out hurriedly.

Half an hour later, the person in the secretary's office sent the client away.

Shi Qing rushed directly to Ji Shen, stroking her chest, and said in a panic, "What is Mr. Gu doing these days?"

Ji Shen looked at her without speaking.

Shi Qing crossed his arms, rubbed his arms, and said, "I heard from the little secretaries in my office that Mr. Gu had two cups of black coffee that couldn't be beaten every morning, and also in the afternoon. What is this guy doing? ?"

She shook her head and said, "My wife passed away. Mr. Gu didn't give her a decent funeral. He didn't even clarify the slander of her on the Internet. Now I go out and occasionally hear those screams in some teahouses and cafes. Mrs. Broken Mouth."

The book says it's good, the whole picture is unknown, so no comment.

Every time Qing wanted to rush up to give those chewing tongues a big ear, but every time she held it back.

Gu Hansheng didn't care. She was a secretary, so why bother.

Only occasionally feels worthless for Liang Shu.

Ji Chen couldn't answer Shi Qing's words.

He dare not answer.

Can he tell Shiqing that Mr. Gu, who wears a suit and smokes a hand-rolled tobacco, drinks several times a day of black coffee to continue his life, is he a grave digger who goes to a suburban cemetery at night?

Of course you can't say that.

Ji Shen only said: "Don't worry about Mr. Gu's business, do your own good enough."

Gu Hansheng dug on and off for a week. Ji Shen didn't understand this behavior at first, but afterwards, he seemed to understand it instantly.

He didn't let Liang Shu enter the land for peace.

Mr. Gu was just afraid that they would not treat her well.

He took out the urn, wiped the dried mud with a kerchief, then put the box back in, covered the coffin lid, and buried the soil again.

After all this is done, dawn is almost breaking on the horizon.

The mountains in the distance are undulating, and the green crab shells are glowing at the connection with the sky. Today it looks like a good weather.

On the way down the mountain, Ji Shen handed him Gu Hansheng’s coat. Gu Hansheng put the coat on his arms, and while walking down the mountain, he instructed Ji Shen: “The target of issuing a lawyer’s letter to the outside world includes, but is not limited to, on the Internet these days. Those who slander Mrs. Gu Hansheng posted them one by one, and settled the accounts one by one."

"In addition, I asked the Public Relations Department to draft documents and issue a statement. A Shu and I have never divorced, and she has not died as the public said."

"Remember that the meeting will not be held. Any sound of jumping or dissatisfaction on the Internet will be dealt with without leaving a trace. Qian Gu's smashed it, depending on whether some people choose to hold their tails and behave well. Don't measure or choose. It will be sealed forever, and any choice we will respect and welcome."

Ji Shen heard every word clearly.

He could understand every sentence apart.

But together, he didn't understand it. Gu Hansheng made it clear that he was covering the sky with his hand and turning right and wrong.

After getting in the car, Ji Shen finally couldn't hold back, and asked: "Sir, you...I know something shouldn't be said, but my wife has indeed..."

In the back seat, Leng Feng scrambled to pour into the compartment. Gu Hansheng didn't lift his eyelids and said, "A Shu is not dead."

He always felt that she was not dead.

In the next few decades, even if he can't find her, she can still live in his heart.

As the car started, Gu Hansheng opened his eyelids. He looked up the foggy mountain, and the permanent lights of certain new graves were still on in the wind and snow.

He said to Ji Shen in the front seat, "I find time to bring Ayun over and bury him next to her."

"Yes." Ji Shen nodded.

It was less than seven o'clock in the morning and less than eight o'clock in the morning.

It is when office workers are shuttled between the steel and concrete of the city, the cold streets, passers-by are in a hurry; noisy coffee shops, crowded with people; crowded subway stations, crowded.

When the new day officially starts.

The news and entertainment software in almost everyone's mobile phones has been blown up.

Gu's issued several official documents in a row. The top one is about his marital status with Liang Shu and Liang Shu's death.

The content revealed in it completely subverts the inherent impression that has been established in everyone's mind.

What is also shocking is that Gu’s lawyer team has even made hundreds of social accounts and explained that the Gu’s lawyer team has sent lawyer letters to these people, and said that they have found out. The status of these people in real life is not difficult. I hope these people can do it for themselves.

However, even if these accounts of Aite themselves are changed and renewed, they are useless, and they still have to bear legal responsibility.

But Gu's statement is one thing, and what netizens think about it in the end is another matter.

This version is not what they want to see, so after a meal, everyone discusses the previous version.

...

This is the most difficult New Year's Eve for Wen Mingting over the years.

It was one month since Liang Shu passed away.

After returning from the suburban cemetery, Wen Mingting never left the house of Gu’s family.

But when it came to New Year's Eve this day, she still had hope in her heart that she wanted to spend time with Gu Hansheng.

Liang Qing called Gu Hansheng and euphemistically expressed the old lady's desire to have New Year's Eve dinner with him.

Gu Hansheng pondered for a moment on the other end of the phone, but he still responded.

He is busy these days.

It is really busy.

So when I came at night, it was a little late.

The cook brought the soup to the kitchen to heat it up again, and Gu Hansheng just washed his hands and came out of the bathroom.

With three sets of bowls and chopsticks, Liang Qing and Wen Mingting sat aside, and he sat opposite them.

When Liang Qing saw him coming out of the bathroom, he hurriedly greeted him to come.

Gu Hansheng glanced at the dining table, turned around calmly and went to the kitchen. When he came out, he had an extra set of cutlery in his hand.

Wen Mingting looked at him, and after only a while she lowered her head, her nose sour, and tears fell on the ground one by one.

I saw Gu Hansheng put the tableware next to him, then calmly put the soup in the soup bowl in front of Wen Mingting and Liang Qing, and put some vegetables on the plate before he picked up his chopsticks.