Chapter 37

Gu Sui hasn't seen Song He for a long time.

He himself felt ashamed.

Unexpectedly, it was time to become an adult, and in the end, his mother asked his mother to come forward to solve the problem.

Song He is not bad.

She doesn't lose her temper when she comes to her son.

Black Land Rover rushes past the road.

Song He held the steering wheel and occasionally glanced at Gu Sui sitting beside him.

With her sunglasses pressed against the bridge of her nose, she took out the chewing gum placed in the car, stuffed it into her mouth, and handed it to him.

Gu Sui glanced at him but didn't answer.

His air pressure is a little low now.

OK Ah.

Be virtuous.

Song He activates the steering wheel, stops on the side of the road, then takes off his sunglasses.

She sneered, a little confused.

Then he took out a wet wipe from the paper box, pinched his face, and rubbed the red and swollen marks on the corners of his lips very seriously.

After wiping twice, my brows frowned tightly, and I felt always impatient.

Two seconds later, the tissue was thrown into his hand.

Wipe it yourself.

In fact, this matter is very easy to deal with today. The official position is crushing people to death, so she can move out of the Gu family and there is no future.

But Song He didn't want to do this.

She protects her shortcomings, but she also distinguishes right from wrong.

This slap was to teach my son a lesson about his impulse and willfulness, and also to express his attitude.My son made a mistake, so I can't deal with it. The cat and dog outside are not allowed to take the turn.

If you really insist on sticking it, everyone will not look good in the end.

Fortunately, Gu Sui understood what his mother did.

He didn't hate her slap because being able to bend and stretch is the real ability.

Gu Sui wiped himself in front of the mirror.

There was a sense of resentment between his eyebrows, and it was not obvious if he didn't look carefully.

Song He held his chin and looked at him, his palm still a little numb.

She clenched and spoke slowly.

What's going on? Ah, it's not like what you can do.

Just talking about beat Huang Zige.

In fact, he doesn't fight often. If he really wants to do something, he will pave the way for himself and finally pat his butt and leave.

This time I obviously missed.

They were all called so seriously that they even called their parents.

Gu Sui rubbed his nose and didn't want to mention this. Does my dad understand?

Song He opened the window, lit a cigarette, put her arm on the window, threw the gum into the trash can, and then lit the cigarette.

The sky gradually became dark.

Your dad called me here, what do you say?

Gu Sui stopped talking.

He took out his cell phone and clicked on the one that was topped by WeChat.

There are several messages she sent in between two hours.

Are you okay?

how's it going?...

In short, every word is the girl’s worry.

He frowned and stared at him, his knuckles paused, and suddenly he didn't know how to reply.

As I watched, I felt a sense of impatience.

Song He took him like that and his face became a little serious.

She took a breath of cigarette and exhaled faintly.

Do all the girls know?

As soon as he said this, Gu Sui's body stiffened.

Song He knew what was wrong when he saw him like this.

She looked out the window and thought of many years ago.

At that time, they ate a pot of dumplings in Gu Zhi's small apartment.

Then there was the sound of New Year firecrackers, then there were disputes, chaos, the whistle of the ambulance, his shouts, the pain of intubation.

Then.

For many years after that day, she didn't like snowy days.

When it snows, I think of his blue and white toes and hole marks on his thighs.

At this time, your heart will hurt.

Saying goodbye should be the most difficult thing.

She didn't say anything, and her emotions surrounded her, and the space instantly became much deeper.

If you make a decision, the decision is in your hands.

Follow your heart and don't do things that make you regret.

This moment.

Gu Sui suddenly wanted to smoke.

He touched his upper and lower pockets, and then looked at Song He.

Skip less.

Song He handed him the Yan, "Miss is a good girl, it's you, you're so fucking messed up."

She just won't be soft-hearted when scolding her son.

You should consider the specific details carefully.

Gu Sui took a deep breath, but did not relieve his anxiety.

On the contrary, my heart was even more blocked.

Song Heyan finished smoking, and his fingers covered with caramel red nail polish pinched the cigarette butt and pressed it to the ashtray.

She hesitated to pat the back of Gu Sui's head.

It's comforting.

In a way, the only time in more than a decade, it was like a mother.

When the car window closed, she lowered her eyes and looked at the phone at hand, curled her lips and smiled.

The steering wheel was turned around and the car was on the road. She turned the direction, not the original road.

After walking for a while, Gu Sui realized something, and he leaned against the car window and frowned.

Where to go Ah.

This is not the way she just said to invite him to dinner.

More like going home.

Sure enough, Song He gently tapped the steering wheel with his knuckles, not looking at him.

Ah.

She said.

I miss you.

Gu Sui: ...

Time is flowing slowly.

Gu Sui was flipping through the file bag and couldn't tell his emotions.

But the mandible is particularly cold and hard, like ice plated.

During this period, he frowned three times, and turned the switch on and off five or six times.

His anxiety and sinisterness have nowhere to hide.

Song He also frowned as he looked.

She pinched Gu Sui's cell phone away and placed it next to her phone.

Gu Sui didn't stop her and agreed to her behavior.

In other words, he also admitted that he really needed some time to think about this relationship without being disturbed by the outside world.

Gu Sui Song He looked at him with his head on his side...

I'll give you five days.

Hello, please do it yourself.

******

Ren Zhichu didn't know what to do in the end.

She was just pushed out, and then between the two of them, there was only a heavy door panel.

Through this door panel, she clenched and held it down, leaving only the helplessness of the age of seventeen or eighteen.

She closed her eyes and held her arms tightly.

His mind was filled with the moment of closing the door, and he smiled comfortably.

The next few days.

Ren Zhichu passed by a little confused.

His phone number is always turned off. Asking about his friends around him is also a unified caliber, "I don't know, we can't contact you either."

Whenever this happens, Ren Zhichu will be silent and expressionless.

She just smiled and said thank you, and then her whole body became extremely quiet.

If she was originally quiet only her appearance, then now she can be called a kind of dead silence, a dead silence of her soul.

This is a sense of powerlessness.

It belongs to the feeling of powerlessness of seventeen years old.

The first two days, her parents strongly asked her to go to and from school by her driver. Ren Zhichu was obedient for two or three days, but later she didn't know what happened to her parents. Perhaps she knew about Gu Sui's disappearance, so she allowed her to go to and from school by herself.

The school has begun to blew up rumors.

Some say that Gu Sui was opened.

Some people say how is it possible? His family is so awesome, and they must be like before and don’t know where to go.

Some of them are even more amazing, saying that he had a problem with Huang Zige and took someone to see a doctor.

Anyway.

The rumors never stopped.

Chen Qing occasionally wants to say something to her, for example, she heard from the teacher seriously, and she was about to leave school, but the reason was unknown.

Ren Zhichu was unwilling to listen at this time.

Won't.

She said.

He has to come back.

He still owe her an explanation.

They can't just forget it.

What if he really won't come back?

What if he really won't come back?

Your wishful thinking is really hard to suppress, and there is no possibility of turning around.

Won't.

The eyes are the most real thing.

He looked at her for the last glance.

It's obviously love.

She was a little bit self-deceiving, she thought he would be back sooner or later.

Emotions have been pressing down, and Ren Zhichu's defense is gradually collapsing.

Until one day I saw Huang Zige, who was full of energy in the cafeteria.

Her only remaining sanity was blown up.

Ren Zhichu was probably ranked first in the school's top ten scenes that day.

Because a young girl who is usually gentle and elegant, she sprinkled her arrogant and domineering face with a cup of seaweed egg flower soup.

There was a chill and scream of surprise all around.

On top of Huang Zige's head, the oily soup flowed downwards. He scolded angrily, his eyebrows were cold, and he would slap him on the face.

The slap was unable to be swung out and was robbed halfway.

Ren Zhichu usually looks gentle and lovely, but it is difficult to get angry.

She shook Huang Zige's hand hard, her mind full of his sarcastic tone.

You don't know how depressed Gu Sui was that day. His mother slapped him in the face, and he didn't even dare to frown.

Don't look at him as awesome as he usually looks, he is still covered by his father. If something really happens, he will be like a turtle shrouded in his head.

What awesome thing about him? In the end, I have to apologize to me.

While saying these words, Ren Zhichu's knuckles tightened little by little.

When he said the last piece of information, his reason and emotions collapsed together.

Gu Sui is nothing!That day, I should have called him to kneel down. Now, I was so kind at that time.

Bang!

Ren Zhichu is also likeable, just to protect his shortcomings.

When she is unhappy, she is more silent, but it is quite terrifying to really explode.

This probability is small, so she chooses to be tolerant.

At least Chen Qing hasn't seen him a few times since he was a child.

She grabbed Ren Zhichu's arm in surprise, Chuchu

Huang Zige's face was so scary, she was afraid that Chuchu would suffer.

You are sick!Huang Zige grabbed the collar with anger on his face.

You'd better control your mouth!Ren Zhichu's knuckles that held the bowl turned slightly white, as if he had suffered a huge impact.

At the stalemate, a roar came.

What are you doing!

Chen Qing grabbed Ren Zhichu's arm and looked at the source of the sound.

Ah.

This is not very good.

The director stared at Huang Zige and looked at Ren Zhichu again.

The back of the hand is on the back, and the thick glasses press the bridge of the nose to collapse.

You two!Follow me to the office.

The empty bowl that Ren Zhichu was holding in his hand fell to Huang Zige's feet with a snap, and then there were a few noisy sounds, I don't know where to roll

Just like her heart, she fell down with a sensation, and then she didn't know where she would eventually go.