Daddy, Here Is Mommy

"If only she had said anything to me. Mom, tell me, what are you talking to her? Do you know, last night... "

Gong Nanling's rebellious eyebrows frowned tightly and wiped the sweat on his forehead, and his palms were wet.

"What happened last night?"

Lu Yixun asked.

"Last night..."

At the thought of what happened last night, Gong Nanling's ears were red and her throat was dry.

"Oh, don't ask so much, just tell me, what did you say to her?"

"Nanling, I'll tell you more details when I have time. First of all."

Lu Yixun took a sip of warm water and said gently.

"Mom, you..."

Before Gong Nanling finished speaking, Lu Yixun hung up.

Her behavior makes Gong Nanling more and more suspicious.

Helpless, he had to dial Ding Pei's phone, let her find a way to check.

Soon dingpei came back.

"General manager Xiaogong, Gu Mengmeng went to the cemetery."

"Cemetery?"

The heart was convulsed and the heart was convulsed.

Why didn't he expect that Gu Mengmeng would go there?

"Well, I see."

Gong Nanling hung up the phone anxiously, ignited the fire, and drove to Yunjing cemetery.

On the way, I hung up a phone call to the Secretary Tong radial. Tell him that he will probably not go to the company this morning and call him if he has something to do.

He rolled down the window and the wind came in, blowing his hair and his mind.

He has never been so nervous and restless in 22 years.

He has always been free and easy. But since returning to Yunjing and meeting Gu Mengmeng, he seems to have become less chic.

The heart has a fetter.

You lose your freedom.

There was still some distance from the cemetery when the sky suddenly began to rain.

Spring rain is like silk.

The sky was foggy.

Gong Nanling knows that Gu Mengmeng must not have an umbrella with her. She is more anxious and drives faster.

Pines and cypresses.

There are trees in the shade.

When we arrived at the cemetery, it was raining harder and harder.

Gong Nanling quickly took the umbrella from the trunk and stepped onto the stone steps.

Gu Yalan's cemetery is in the middle of the cemetery. The price of this position is relatively middle.

Her urn was buried here after the first seven. It's not two days.

When he was buried, Gong Nanling and Ding Pei accompanied Gu Mengmeng, so he knew the exact location.

Sure enough.

Gu Yalan's tombstone, kneeling a thin girl.

It's not Gu Mengmeng. Who else would it be?

Take one step and do three steps and walk quickly.

Kneeling and squatting, she lifted the umbrella over her head to cover the rain for her.

In an instant, the rain wet his hair and clothes. He had no time to take care of it, but called anxiously.

"Gu Mengmeng, get up quickly."

Gu Mengmeng, who was kneeling on the ground, was drenched and shivered slightly.

On her face, it was rain or tears. Maybe, both.

The wind blows, the pines and cypresses send out a burst of sad.

"What are you doing here?"

Hearing the call, Gu Mengmeng suddenly raised her head, pushed Gong Nanling hard and roared.

Gong Nanling is unprepared. As soon as she falls, she sits on the ground and shakes her umbrella.

He pursed his lips, got up, grabbed Gu Mengmeng's arm and said with concern.

"Gu Mengmeng, get up quickly. It's raining so hard, you'll catch cold. "

"You don't care! Gong Nanling, get out of here. I don't want to see you, and my mother doesn't want to see you either! "

Gu Mengmeng's feathered eyelashes are all wet through, and the bottom of her eyes is crimson.

The hoarse voice mixed with the sound of rain, sounds more and more distressing.

Plop.

Gong Nanling kneels beside her, and her umbrella is still on Gu Mengmeng's side.

"Gu Mengmeng, I know I did something I'm sorry for you last night. I don't want to do this, it's..."

Gong Nanling kneels on the cold floor tile, all wet, the rain seeps into his every pore.

Last night, he didn't drink or drink anything else. I don't know what's going on. I can't control myself. What happened to her?

"Shut up! Get out of here! Go away

Gu Mengmeng's face was wet and cold, and the air was salty and astringent. Hands on the knee, turned his head, apricot eyes through the water curtain hard gouged out him.

Her sad and angry eyes let Gong Nanling's heart tear again, and he felt a lot of pain.

"Gu Mengmeng, I'm sorry, I really don't want to..."It's raining harder and harder.

The wind is blowing harder and harder.

The whole cemetery is very lonely and desolate.

"Go away! Are you deaf? I told you to get out of here

Gu Mengmeng is so miserable in her heart that she feels more and more sad when she sees him.

She gave him a good push again.

Gong Nan Ling iron heart to stay with her, the body slightly shakes, knees did not move half a minute.

"Gu Mengmeng..."

He looked at her, the rain wet his thick black eyelashes, peach blossom eyes full of a Wang regret and pain.

Seeing that he didn't leave, Gu Mengmeng simply turned back and knelt down, ignoring him.

Tears were dripping.

Falling on the green tiles.

Also fell in the heart of Gong Nanling.

Dull pain, unspeakable pain, regret pain.

He suddenly kowtowed to Gu Yalan's tombstone three times, and his injured forehead was blue and purple, and there was a trace of bright red blood.

"Aunt Gu, I'm sorry, I was so impulsive last night..."

His voice is a little hoarse, such as gravel across the cement pavement. With deep apologies and remorse.

Gu Mengmeng cried even more.

"Aunt Gu, I like Gu Mengmeng. She is the first girl I like and the last woman I like..."

Gong Nanling looks at the picture of Gu Yalan on the tombstone with firm eyes.

His words spread to Gu Mengmeng's ears through the sound of rain, just like a thunderbolt exploding in her brain.

He likes her?

How could it be?

He has a fiancee? How could you like her?

"Gong Nanling, shut up."

Gu Mengmeng tilts his head, his eyes tighten, his heart rises and falls, and his anger interrupts him.

"Gong Nanling, don't you think it's funny to tell my mother these things now?"

"Gong Nanling, I don't want your pity. I want you to disappear from my face immediately and immediately. "

Gu Mengmeng's anger and grievances could not be extinguished by the bitter wind and rain.

Sentence by sentence, such as the sharp arrow of quenching ice shoots at Gong Nanling's heart, and the heart shrinks again and again.

"Aunt Gu, don't worry, I will marry her..."

Gong Nanling takes a look at Gu Mengmeng, turns around and looks at Gu Yalan's picture on the tombstone. His words are burning.

"Gong Nanling, what are you talking about?"

When Gu Mengmeng heard this, she was stiff, and some of them couldn't believe her ears.

There was a trace of sadness and trepidation in her eyes.

"I said, I must marry you."

Gong Nanling's knees moved over a little, close to her. The hand holding the umbrella put his arm around her shoulder.