Sir, Please Conduct Yourself

Gu Beihua gave her a strange look. In an instant, he took his eyes back, locked the door and put the key in his pocket.

Before taking the initiative to speak, song dongrou thought that she had predicted that Gu Beihua might have countless reactions. She thought that Gu Beihua might turn a cold eye on her and sneer at her, saying that she was ungrateful and had hidden a knife in her smile; Or mercilessly facing each other, furious, scold her unkind, want her to get out of the company.

At the same time, after thinking of these scenes, she also figured out the corresponding countermeasures at the first time.

But it was only when this moment really came that song dongrou finally realized that her ideas were so superficial and ridiculous that she never really understood Gu Beihua.

She thought of innumerable scenes and planned innumerable ways for herself, but she didn't expect that he would be so calm and didn't even leave a white eye to her.

Gu Beihua put away the key calmly and turned to look at her, "what can I do for you?"

What he said was very serious, as if the eye contact just now was just song dongrou's illusion, and he didn't see such a living man standing beside him until now.

Song dongrou can't help clenching her fist. Seeing that his face is too calm, he doesn't seem to want to make fun of her on purpose, so she says, "you haven't come home these days, and you don't contact me. I'm worried about you."

Every piece is gentle and full of sincerity. Anyone can see that this picture should be very moving. When it is written into the eight o'clock theater, you can get a lot of tears and sighs from mothers and mothers all over the country.

But Gu Beihua didn't like it. He gave a "Oh" and replied, "I've been busy lately."

Busy?

Although in the past years, she has asked Gu Beihua carefully more than once when he would be able to return home, at that time, he always treated her coldly and ignored her, and almost never replied.

It is reasonable to say that she should be happy to get a response now. But what's the matter with such a strong sense of heaviness in her heart?

She suddenly felt very uncomfortable. Gu Beihua's evasive attitude and lukewarm reaction made song dongrou feel frustrated.

After putting down this sentence, Gu Beihua turned and left, holding a bag that looked very light.

Song dongrou was about to say something more, but her mobile phone vibrated at this time. Her face changed slightly, and she quickly turned to the opposite direction.

Wechat prompts that there is a new message, and the white dialog box floats out from Gu Qingwei's domineering head - the sheep has been dealt with, waiting for you at home.

Song dongrou smiles a little and hums a little song unconsciously.

The sun gradually conceals its blazing edge, the twilight is all around, and the night is coming slowly.

When the landlord got the call and ran up, Gu Qingwei was leaning against the doorframe and waiting for him, with two and a half person high boxes beside him. Before the meeting, a middle-aged man with a slightly protruding beer belly came and said with a polite smile, "you are the landlord."

"Ah... I am, you are..." the man glanced up and down at Gu Qingwei and said incredulously, "are you the boyfriend of ah Qin who just called?"

"It's me." Gu Qingwei narrowed his eyes, pulled up the trunk lever and handed the man a key with his backhand. "Ah Qin won't live here in the future. Please take care of her during this time."

The man politely waved his hand and subconsciously put on a flattering gesture in front of the well-dressed Gu Qingwei, "no trouble, no trouble, but ah Qin hasn't mentioned any boyfriends before..."

"Goodbye." Gu Qingwei didn't talk to him anymore. Seeing that he didn't reach for it, he simply threw the key on the metal tray beside the door.

With a clatter, he came downstairs with two huge boxes and walked fast.