Stepford Wives Don't Go to Court

The sun set and the sky became darker and darker.

Zhuang Zixuan looked at Gu Mo City around him, and his side face was firm without any feelings in the half moonlight.

Zhuang Zixuan suddenly remembered that this guy had been like this since he was a child. He didn't like to take her with him. Sometimes she was too active, but it made him more indifferent.

"Xiaoxuan, tell me about you and xiner."

Gu Mo City didn't mean to get up, and the tone of speaking with Zhuang Zixuan was also extremely gentle.

"My two......" Zhuang Zixuan didn't expect Gu Mo City to ask so carefully.

She just wanted to rub Gu Mo Cheng's feelings for her own sister to narrow the distance between them.

She even had so many years. Although Gu Mo Cheng had any girlfriends in college, she is now making a lot of noise with that little employee.

For so many years, Gu Mocheng only missed his own sister, because Gu Mocheng felt sorry for him and didn't protect her at the beginning.

Zhuang Zixuan certainly hoped that Gu Mo City could turn this feeling from Gu Yuxin's body to his own body. That's why he made such a bad decision and forged such a mark.

At the beginning, Zhuang Zixuan secretly congratulated herself. Fortunately, she knew the tricks Xin'er liked to play when she was a child and the small signs commonly used.

Gu Mocheng didn't know that Zhuang Zixuan's mark was forged. He turned to look at her and wanted to hear her tell him about her sister when she was a child.

Zhuang Zixuan looked at Gu Mo Cheng looking forward and felt that if he didn't say something today, Gu Mo Cheng must not let himself go.

"The two of us... Oh, brother Acheng, you know, they were all little girls at that time. It was normal to make some contradictions when nothing happened. The relationship often got better because of a little gadget."

"I remember I came to your house once. I wanted to play with you, but I heard from my little mother that you went out for training. Xin'er was very happy looking at the gift I brought her. When we were playing in the yard, I praised the sunflowers in the yard. She said there was a better place and brought me here."

"I spent a whole day here and the driver urged us to go back. We were very happy at that time. We agreed to come back later. Then I was a little sad and said that I might leave city a in the future. At that time, Xin'er said to leave two people's marks here and have to come back and meet wherever we are in ten years."

Gu Mocheng didn't notice the change of Zhuang Zixuan's expression.

He looked up at the clouds in the sky as she chattered in his ear about the childhood of two girls.

Suddenly I remembered that I hadn't had such a leisurely time for a long time, and I remembered that the sky here was the same as that in my childhood. It hasn't changed at all.

"Brother Cheng, look, this light rain spot is Xin'er. Xin'er said to let me sit on my mark. Brother Cheng, guess why I drew a tree."

Zhuang Zixuan slowly approached Gu Mo City as he spoke.

She noticed that Gu Mocheng looked up at the blue sky, pretended to look up with him, but then gently leaned his head on his shoulder.

"I can't guess."

Zhuang Zixuan didn't refuse to take care of Mexico City. He was a little happy and his tone was sweeter.

"Brother Acheng, you forgot. When you were ten years old, you made a poem for me. I still remember that poem.

Qingqing helps Ying across the Zhuang bridge,

Yan three two.

The purple tree branches are full of silk,

Catkins dance down the pool.

Xuanyu held his head high and he was lonely,

Juvenile memory.

How could he forget that he was suddenly pulled out that year to show his so-called literary skills in front of everyone.

As for why she wrote poetry to her, it can only be said that Zhuang Zixuan had to come forward to join the fun at that time, so the old man in the family joked that Gu Mo Cheng's left hand was given to Zhuang Zixuan.

Zhuang Zixuan was very happy that the success made him the focus of the public, and he also liked the elder brother Acheng who wrote poems for himself.

Of course, her favorite sentence was that Gu's hometown praised her at that time and said "poetic beauty is more beautiful".

Gu Mocheng didn't like such a meeting, but even in the long river of memory, he couldn't forget such a past.

Zhuang Zixuan looked at Gu Mo Cheng beside him and fell into meditation again. He smiled and said, "that's why I drew a tree. Brother Acheng. Because you were talking about the branches of the purple tree. Although I don't know what the purple tree is, I still wrote it down, which is stronger than I used to recite the text."

Gu Mocheng couldn't help laughing. Zhuang Zixuan, who was talking nonsense in his childhood, became a real man. He really didn't say anything after remembering this for a long time.

Zhuang Zixuan's head rested on Gu Mocheng's shoulder. He was as motionless as a statue, which made Zhuang Zixuan feel comfortable.

Zhuang Zixuan thought: the previous article paved the way for so much tenderness, and even did not hesitate to move out of xiaoxiner's sense of memory. It should be successful in the future.

Zhuang Zixuan pretended to be sleepy and shook her head. Seeing that Gu Mo Cheng was about to pull her body and leave Zhuang Zixuan's head, she quickly stretched out her hand and grabbed Gu Mo Cheng's tie.

"Brother Acheng, do you remember when the three of us played together as children?"

Gu Mocheng thought for a moment and remained silent.

He looked at Zhuang Zixuan sleepy and confused, like Xin'er when she was a child, and he really couldn't bear to hit her with his too cruel words.

But in his impression, it was really only he and Xin'er who didn't like Zhuang Zixuan.

At that time, they were still young, so they didn't understand convergence. If they didn't like it, they didn't like it. They often expressed their dislike generously.

For example, when I went to see flowers, I went secretly and left Zhuang Zixuan alone in the Gu's old house.

Xin'er likes to lean on herself when she sleeps, but Zhuang Zixuan doesn't have the honor. She can only sleep on a sponge cushion.

When playing the puzzle, she is not allowed to interfere. When Xin'er looks at the flowers, Gu Mo City will take pictures of her. Zhuang Zixuan wants to be photographed, but no one cares.

There are many, many

Zhuang Zixuan fell asleep on Gu Mo Cheng's shoulder.

Her sleeping appearance is still very cute. She breathes evenly. Her head tilts like when she was a child.

Gu Mo City sat still. He remembered that this little devil was like this when he was a child.

When he and Xin'er were resting on the sponge mat in the morning, she sat next to him with a resentful face, smoked a small face and leaned on the plush toy. Leaning on it, she also fell asleep, and her face slowly eased.

After sitting for a long time, Gu Mocheng finally got up.

Zhuang Zixuan was not disturbed at all and was still asleep.

She picked up Zhuang Zixuan and went to the cabin at the end of sunflowers.

The cabin he later ordered to be seen.

About a month after xiner fell ill, xiner once said she wanted to smell the flowers.

She was very weak at that time. The doctor told her not to see the wind, so the windows in the room were closed every day.

Xin'er also stayed in the closed room when she left.

She wants to go out and meet her friends.

Gu Mocheng also wanted to take her out, but he didn't dare.

At that time, he could not care about his sister's preferences. He felt that as long as he could let his sister live longer, one more day was one day.

Gu Mocheng put Zhuang Zixuan on the small bed in the center of the wooden house.

This bed Xin'er also came and lay down once.

A month after xiner was seriously ill, she felt too stuffy in the airtight room and begged her brother if she could take her out to play.

At that time, Xin'er said that she really wanted to see the sea of flowers again.

All the sunflowers held their little heads up and looked at the sun.

She also wants to go out and see the sun.

Gu Mocheng remembers that he almost cried in front of his sister that day.

The child has been like this since childhood. He can say what he thinks and how to say such words. He doesn't believe that this is the last time his sister sees the sea of sunflowers.

But I couldn't help but be afraid that what my sister said would become a reality.

So he finally compromised. From the moment he felt that he would treat his sister to see the sea of flowers again, he told Chen to order him to go down and buy the land and build a cabin suitable for his sister's rest.

He designed the hut himself, and even the building materials were determined by himself.

Sure enough, Xin'er liked it very much.

But he knew in his heart that it was a bad trip, and xiner didn't realize all her thoughts.

That was his most tangled time. He worried about his sister's body and wanted to help her do everything she wanted to do.

As a result, Xin'er only stayed in the cabin for more than an hour, but she still couldn't go out and have a look with her own eyes.

It's just an extra day's drive. She basically spent that day lying in the nanny car.

But even then, when Xin'er returned to the ward, she smiled and said she was very happy today.

When she was in the cabin, even if she couldn't see the sunflowers, she smiled and said that she had smelled the fragrance of flowers and that she was satisfied.

Since then, Gu Mo City has never been here, let alone entered this cabin.

He looked at Zhuang Zixuan sleeping on the bed, with a sweet look on his white face.

Gu Mocheng left a note on the table and then turned to leave.

At the moment when she was about to close the door, she heard Zhuang Zixuan whisper "brother a Cheng..."

He couldn't help looking at Zhuang Zixuan on the bed again. Finally, he closed the door and left.

After about half an hour, Zhuang Zixuan, who determined that Gu Mo City had indeed left, slowly sat up from his bed.

"This little broken house is really hot. The breeze outside is so fresh. Why do you have to build a airtight chamber?"

Zhuang Zixuan stood up with his sleeves and picked up the note left by Gu Mo Cheng on the table.

"It's still my brother Acheng's handwriting." she smiled and whispered with a note.

Then he picked up his cell phone and dialed the phone: "Hani, I succeeded! Your plan worked as expected. I feel that he got stuck in every step. I didn't expect that it still works after so many years of writing about his sister Gu Yuxin. Fortunately, you remind me."