Sir, Please Conduct Yourself

Tang Xiao nodded slightly, his face a little confused.

In the hotel at the premiere.

Gu Qingwei stood quietly in front of the elevator door, watching the number gradually jump into "1". I don't know when his feet are numb and unconscious. It seems that there are countless tiny needles under the sole of his feet. Every inch of his skin is painful and itchy.

After waiting for a while, Gu Qingwei pressed the button and drove away.

He twisted the steering wheel and drove the car fast on the elevated road. His heart beat faster than the real-time speed of the dashboard. Half an hour later, he stopped in front of a house.

The villa in front of him is Gu Beihua's home, or in other words, the house that Gu Beihua and song dongrou lived in for many years after their marriage. There is a row of roses planted in front of the villa. Besides, I can't see any bright colors.

Gu Qingwei had no reason to clap in his heart. He went over and hesitated for a while. He raised his hand and rang the doorbell.

The door was quickly opened, accompanied by a soft voice like water, "why did you suddenly come back, not ahead of time..." after the door opened, Gu Qingwei stood awkwardly at the door and coughed softly, "aunt Rou, it's me."

Song dongrou's surprise suddenly darkened, as if the stars in the sky had fallen into the endless black hole of the universe for no reason. The disappointment on her face only stayed for less than a second, and then quickly disappeared. In a flash, she changed into a gentle smile, "Xiaowei, didn't you give me the key to your home last time? Next time, just open the door. "

Gu Qingwei scratched his hair and tried to find an excuse, "well... I left my key there today."

Song dongrou called him into the door, put a cup of warm water in his hand, pretended to be angry and said, "really, how can such a big man be so careless, just like a child."

Gu Qingwei chuckled twice, holding the cup tightly with some uneasiness. Driving all the way, he had already felt thirsty and his throat was on fire. But looking at the glass of clear water in front of him, he had no courage to drink it anyway. After struggling for a while, Gu Qingwei finally put down the glass.

Song dongrou, with a smile on her face, seemed very happy. "Xiaowei, what would you like for dinner?"

"It's all right, aunt rou. I'm not hungry. You don't have to hurry." Gu Qingwei some reluctantly smile, "by the way, aunt Rou, I ask you something, that... Do you know what my father is doing recently?"

Song dongrou's smile froze a little, but the next second it returned to calm, and replied with a smile, "he ah, there may be more things in the company, I saw in the magazine, it seems that there is a new movie... Your father, he can't remember anything when he works, really."

Although there was a little complaint, the expression on song dongrou's face was not like this. She even became gentle inch by inch. It was like a young girl talking about her sweetheart with a smile on her apple muscle and a star shining in her dark pupils.

Gu Qingwei's heart suddenly became sour. He quickly lowered his head and said "um" twice. Then he pretended to obliviously wipe his face for fear that the tears would not be restrained and he would fall down.

Song dongrou said intermittently for a while. Finally, she asked, "what's the matter with you looking for your father? Are you in trouble again? Well

Gu Qingwei clenched his teeth and tried to pull out a bohemian smile. His long arm was laid lazily on the back of the sofa, and his face was full of laughter. "Yes, yes, this morning he robbed a child's marshmallow in the street, ate a face, and was chased half the street by that child. Is this trouble?"

Song dongrou was amused by him and looked at him angrily, "don't be so mean! Well, what's the matter? "

In fact, Gu Qingwei knows very well that it's useless to tell song dongrou even if there's something. She thinks that it's harder to get close to Gu Beihua than to go to heaven. But even if he knew this, Gu Qingwei did not say it directly.

Song dongrou's life has been very sad. It's not easy for her to support lonely day by day optimistically. How can he stab her fragile heart again?

Gu Qingwei pauses for a while, showing a very brilliant smile, so that the two little tiger teeth on both sides of the smile are all exposed, "Oh, I just ask, I'm such a big person, and I'm not a child, what can I do?"