Thank you for Waiting,Mister Tang!

Zhou Chongguang returns Gu Mei to her apartment. Gu Mei behaves normally.

She kindly asked him to go to the hospital to accompany the child, saying that it was OK to be at home.

Zhou Chongguang's eyes were deep and fell on Gu Mei's face for a long time before he gave a faint smile: "then I'm going!"

He even reached out and touched Gu Mei's cheek gently. There was joy in Gu Mei's eyes.

Zhou Chongguang didn't say anything more, just told him not to leave.

When he opened the door and went out, his face was full of evil --

GU Mei was pretending!

The so-called postpartum depression is fake.

Zhou Chongguang slightly closed his eyes and clenched his fingers.

How could she sacrifice her son for this false marriage?

Is she human?

She was sure that he would be soft hearted, that he would ease his attitude because of her illness, right?

Her flaw lies in that she knows him too much, and everything is performed according to his heart. She plays too much, but it is not true.

He is not that he has never seen a depressed person, just like the 14-year-old Qin Mu. At that time, Qin Mu had no look in his eyes, but she never hurt others. A little bit of small thought can make her very happy.

All of these can't be put on.

And Gu Mei Zhou Chongguang laughed softly.

She really doesn't have to. She really thinks too much.

Zhou Chongguang's thin lips pressed, but he didn't say anything. He drove directly to the hospital.

He was very tired, indescribably tired.

But the road still has to go, life has to continue

However, he could not find a trace of happiness.

As he drove, he didn't bring out a cigarette, held it in his mouth, lowered his head and took a long puff. The smoke he exhaled was blown away by the wind at night

Long fingers with smoke, ups and downs, and his eyes deep and moist.

In the mind, in the heart, except Qin Mu, there is no other.

All the way to the hospital, he looked at Shuimu's soft face, looked at the small Shuimu smiling at him, his heart slightly softened up.

He even found the shadow of Qin Mu on Shuimu's face.

Zhou Chongguang didn't know whether it was his own illusion or hope. In short, he felt that the longer the water tree was, the more like his bathing.

Water wood - Mu!

Maybe it was his and Qin Mu's children.

At that moment, Zhou Chongguang felt that the person with postpartum depression was himself.

He stroked his forehead, slightly bitter smile, bent over to tease small water wood.

One side of Aunt Zhang said with a smile: "Mr. Zhou, the baby knows you. When you come, he will smile. Before that, you can stretch a small face for a long time."

Zhou Chongguang gave a faint smile: "my son."

Aunt Zhang also followed with a smile, bent over to tease the little guy: "little water wood!"

When Aunt Zhang called this name, Zhou Chongguang laughed shallowly, and he felt satisfied beyond words.

In this unhappy marriage, he finally found a trace of comfort, a trace of balance.

He seems to live outside Gu Mei's life. He has his own spirit.

He, mu mu, and their little water trees live together.

(Mr. Zhou, it's a disease. You have to treat it!)

Aunt Zhang, who didn't know the inside story, was still crying with little water trees, but she didn't find Zhou Chongguang's strange.

My aunt stayed in the hospital all night.

Early in the morning, Qin Chen came over, still very expensive, exquisite and elegant male god appearance.

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