"Hey, Ahe, look! It's really the woman who was rumored to be with you last time!" Lin Xiang walked up to Huang Zihe with a newspaper in hand. "Do you still have contact with her? Wow, this woman's life is so complicated!"
Huang Zihe stood frozen, not moving at all. He struggled to adjust his breathing to avoid drawing attention from others. "Yeah, it really is her!" Huang Zihe finally spoke.
He took the newspaper from Lin Xiang's hand, a cold smile forming in his heart. Autumn Wind was indeed a formidable woman.
A surge of hatred welled up inside Huang Zihe. His fingers gripped the edge of the newspaper tightly, his eyes filled with ferocity, as if he wanted to tear Autumn Wind apart.
"Ahe, what's wrong with you?" The manager noticed Huang Zihe's unusual behavior and asked in Korean.
"..." Huang Zihe snapped out of his daze. He smiled faintly and shook his head gently.
"Wow, this woman is so lucky! Look, it's all inherited wealth!" Another team member, Wang Zi, remarked.
"Hey, look! She's actually Qiu Ruolan's adopted daughter, the only adopted daughter! Wow, Ahe, why didn't you mention this kind of connection?" Lin Xiang flipped through a report about Autumn Wind's life.
However, Huang Zihe continued to frown, bitterness and hatred rising like the tide of the sea, layer upon layer.
"Sigh, if I had known she had such a background, I would have treated her better back then!" Hai pouted. "Ahe, can you get in touch with her?"
Huang Zihe didn't hear Hai's words; his brow furrowed even deeper as he pondered something else—about Li Gu.
Ever since Li Gu was imprisoned, a huge mystery had lingered in Huang Zihe's mind. Based on what he knew about Li Gu, he was definitely not the kind of person who would simply add sedatives to Shaolan's drink just to stop her from developing in Taiwan.
If Li Gu were worried that Shaolan might encounter any danger by coming to Taiwan for development, he could easily follow her to Taiwan just like he did when he chased her to Beijing. Why resort to using sedatives?
This speculation found its answer when Huang Zihe returned home to Jinan.
As soon as he arrived home in Jinan, Huang Mama informed him that the package Li Gu sent him was still in his room.
Huang Zihe picked up a pair of scissors and quickly opened the package. Inside were some clothes belonging to Li Gu and some clippings from activities related to y().
Huang Zihe should have found Shaolan's clippings below, but after a hurried glance, he discovered Li Gu's handwritten diary instead.
It is rare to see such handwritten diaries now. Huang Zihe trembled as he opened the diary.
The content left him speechless; the entire diary was filled with Li Gu's longing for Autumn Wind. It also included Li Gu's investigation into Shaolan's possession of naked photos of Autumn Wind, as well as Li Gu's thoughts on deciding to go down with Shaolan to protect Autumn Wind.
The contents of the diary made Huang Zihe feel weak, and he finally slid off the stool. He hugged his head like a child and began to cry loudly, wondering how Li Gu could be so foolish...
Huang Zihe's loud cries also startled Huang Mama.
Huang Mama pushed open the door and cautiously walked up to Huang Zihe. She reached out to pull him up from the floor. "Ahe, don't be sad. I know you had a good relationship with Gu, but once a person is dead, they cannot come back... you..."
Huang Mama began to cry as well.
"Once a person is dead, they cannot come back? Mom, what do you mean!" Huang Zihe stopped crying and looked at his mother in confusion.
"Don't, Ahe, don't act like this. It hurts my heart!" Huang Zihe's eyes widened like huge grapes, and that expression frightened Huang Mama a little.
Yet Huang Zihe still looked confused. Huang Mama realized that his expression was not feigned. "You don't know? It's about Gu... Gu had an accident in prison!"
A bolt of lightning struck at that moment, hitting Huang Zihe right on the head. "An accident? What do you mean!" Huang Zihe shook his mother's shoulders and yelled in desperation.
"He died..." Huang Mama uttered those words and fled from Huang Zihe's room, her sobs echoing from the living room.
He died? How did he die?
"Mom, you must be lying to me! You're lying, right!" Huang Zihe screamed at the door, all his longing and memories converging in an instant. His body felt weak and heavy as he leaned back.
Huang Zihe took a long time to accept the fact that Li Gu was gone. He kept Li Gu's clippings and diary with him; whenever he felt tired during training, he would quietly look at the clippings, feeling as if he regained his motivation once more.
The diary, although always by her side, felt like a mole, hiding in the most vulnerable part of Huang Zihe's heart.
Today's content from the newspaper made Huang Zihe think of Li Gu once again.
Why does this woman live such a rich life while Li Gu suffers?
Why has she inherited so much, yet Li Gu has to die painfully in prison?
Why, why... is it her fault that Li Gu suffered? Is it she who caused Li Gu's death?
A distant voice echoed from afar, striking heavily at Huang Zihe's heart. I must make her kneel before Li Gu's grave; I must make her pay blood for blood...
Li Gu, you won't die in vain. Didn't you like her? I will definitely make her go down and accompany you...
Huang Zihe's anger reached its peak as he clenched his fists tightly and slammed them heavily on the table.
The loud bang stunned everyone in the room.
"Ahe, what's wrong with you?" Lin Xiang stared wide-eyed, confused by Huang Zihe's actions. "Hey, doesn't your hand hurt?"
"Oh dear, what's going on!" Hai rushed to Huang Zihe's side, grabbing his hand and blowing on it forcefully. "It doesn't hurt, right?"
Huang Zihe disdainfully pulled his hand back from Hai's grasp. His angry expression faded, replaced by a pleasing smile. "It's nothing; my arm just cramped up a bit. It was an involuntary action!" He fabricated an excuse.
"Can your arm really cramp like that?" Wang Zi twisted his mouth. "I think you were stimulated by that woman named Autumn Wind in the newspaper! Come on, tell the truth—do you two have a relationship or not?"
"What about you guys? You four were together for four hours..." Huang Zihe rolled his eyes and walked to the window, casually picking up a magazine.
The cover of the magazine featured Yao Guanghao and Wang Jiaru. Skipping over the report about Yao Guanghao, Huang Zihe flipped directly to the section about Autumn Wind.
"Did she break off the engagement with that guy named Liu Jian?" Huang Zihe couldn't help but exclaim after seeing the news.
"Yeah, didn't you see what happened? She even lost the child... Oh, my poor Autumn Wind!" Hai sighed repeatedly. "Hey, Ahe, can't you get in touch with Autumn Wind? I really want to see her!"
Hai took out his phone. "Oh, her Weibo hasn't been updated in a long time, and I don't have her new number. I don't have her mobile number either..."
Hai mumbled to himself.
"Do you want to meet her?" Huang Zihe asked in return.
"Yeah..." Hai pouted like a girl.
"Well, actually, getting to know more people from that circle isn't a bad thing. Ahe, if you can get in touch with this Autumn Wind, I'll reserve a spot for you at my senior's café!" The manager suddenly said in broken Chinese.
Huang Zihe glanced at the manager, realizing his intention to stir up gossip. He felt a bit annoyed but quickly thought of Li Gu.
"Alright, I'll try to reach out!" Huang Zihe unexpectedly recalled the number for Autumn Wind that Li Gu had given him a long time ago. His heart fluttered slightly; how come I still remember this number?
Huang Zihe reached out his hand, signaling to use the manager's phone.
The manager took out his phone and handed it to Huang Zihe.
Huang Zihe quickly dialed the number, but to everyone's disappointment, the number had been disconnected.
Huang Zihe frowned slightly and returned the phone to the manager. Hai looked at Huang Zihe with eager eyes, while everyone else paused their work to watch Huang Zihe's progress.
Feeling a bit of pressure, Huang Zihe furrowed his brows and thought for a moment. Then he took out his laptop, opened it, and logged into QQ.
After hesitating for a moment, he logged into Li Gu's account.
Huang Zihe felt a slight worry in his heart because Penguin was not a widely used chat tool in Taiwan, but he still found Autumn Wind's Number.
He clicked on the dim profile picture and typed, "Hello, are you there?"
The surroundings were quiet, everyone silently watching Huang Zihe.
A few seconds, ten seconds, several dozen seconds passed, and the air seemed to be frozen.
"Ding," Autumn Wind's profile picture lit up.
——Yes, you are Huang...
This was Autumn Wind's response.
——Yes.
Huang Zihe typed, and while he was typing, he heard Hai let out a sigh of "Oh."
——Oh, congratulations on holding your concert yesterday.
Autumn Wind said.
——Thank you.
Huang Zihe typed, but Hai beside him started to chatter, "Hurry up, I'm also in Taipei, I'm Hai..." Hearing Hai's voice, Huang Zihe continued to write—I'm in Taipei, your former colleague Hai is also here.
Hai? On the other end of the computer, Autumn Wind couldn't help but exclaim. Is that the Hai who assisted Zhou Ringuo?
At this moment, Autumn Wind was lying on her bed. She had been in a cold war with Qiu Ruolan all morning and couldn't understand why she clearly showed such disdain for Liu Jian, yet still wanted to support him.
The report on the newspaper made Autumn Wind think of Li Gu. She opened her computer and searched for all memories related to Li Gu, including the penguin nicknamed "Wall-Climbing Princess."
The moment Li Gu's profile picture popped up, Autumn Wind almost couldn't catch her breath, but she quickly realized it should be Huang Zihe. Now that Huang Zihe suddenly mentioned the sea, Autumn Wind's heart couldn't help but feel flustered.
She typed on the keyboard—Sea? Is it the one I know? Really!
—Yes, he really wants to see you. Let's have a meal together!
Huang Zihe typed. He hadn't intended to say it directly like this, but his manager had been gesturing beside him.
Ever since being photographed at the Western restaurant last time, Autumn Wind had been feeling uneasy, but then she thought that now she was alone, and it was her freedom to meet whoever she wanted.
—Okay, and also the sea!
—Yes, shall we meet at the same Western restaurant as last time? Seven o'clock, don't be late!
—Mm.
Autumn Wind agreed.
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