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Chapter 52 Xu Chenhe is gone

For two days in a row, Gu Congran failed to contact Xu Chenhe, turned off his phone, and did not reply to text messages. He drove to Fujinyuan for a surprise inspection, but there was no one in the house.

I asked Zhu Huiting specifically, and the other party said that Xu Chenhe hadn't arranged work for the past few days. Gu Congran was so anxious that he smashed Zhu Huiting's sofa hard.

Zhu Huiting felt distressed: "Brother, please do me a favor, I bought that sofa newly, but I didn't reimburse the company for it."

"Xu Chenhe is missing." Gu Congran loosened his tie and threw it aside, "Why does he love to play missing so much?"

Zhu Huiting, who kept the secret for others, was miserable: "Maybe I just want to avoid you."

"Why is he hiding from me?" Gu Congran asked sincerely, "I didn't force him to prepare a birthday present for me."

"Oh, you want to accept a gift from him." Zhu Huiting keenly grasped the key points.

Gu Congran didn't talk nonsense with him: "I'll go find Fang Rui."

As soon as he got to the door, Zhu Huiting stopped him from behind: "You treat Xu Chenhe as another artist, and you have to trouble the assistant for every little thing, or are you worried about something?"

Asked by Zhu Huihui's question, Gu Congran froze by the door, opening his lips and teeth to argue, but couldn't find a good reason.

"Afraid that he will leave without saying goodbye?" Zhu Huiting poked his heart out, "Are you worried that his departure will cause huge losses to the company, or are you worried that you will never see Xu Chenhe again?"

The fact that he never dared to face it is easily exposed by others, Gu Congran can guess how ugly his complexion is without looking in the mirror.

Jiang's paintings appeared less and less frequently in his dreams. On the contrary, he always dreamed of Xu Chenhe continuously. It was Xu Chenhe with a scar under the corner of his mouth.Knowing that under such circumstances, he should keep a distance from Xu Chenhe to prevent the possibility of being tempted, but he panicked when he lost the other party's audio.

"What nonsense are you talking about?" Gu Congran pressed the doorknob, "The artist is gone, so the responsibility must not fall on the company."

The call record with Xu Chenhe stayed two days ago, and tomorrow is his birthday. Gu Congran regretted helping him decide to meet Wei Fangling without the other party's consent.

Finishing work early, Gu Congran drove on the road all afternoon, imagining every place Xu Chenhe would go, unknowingly wandering from day to night.

Changing from walking slowly to galloping, Gu Congran didn't go back to Qiuchi Villa, but made a detour to Fujinyuan, hoping to try his luck again.It was meal time, but the house was dark, and Gu Congran suddenly had the idea of ​​calling the police.

He carefully inspected the furnishings in the house for any abnormalities, and unexpectedly found several differences from when he left yesterday during the day—the fake flowers in the vase on the dining table were replaced, an orange was missing from the fruit plate on the coffee table, and freshly washed outside the balcony. clothes.

Xu Chenhe came back, but he didn't reply to his message.

Coming in from the balcony, Gu Congran sat on the sofa, meditating on the problems that plagued him day and night.

Will Xu Chenhe leave quietly one day?

Before he could figure it out, the door of the living room opened, and the person he had been looking for for two days appeared under the ceiling lamp in the entrance, disheveled, and even his light blue long-sleeved sweater was stained.

The other party didn't seem surprised that he was at home, took off his baseball cap and hung it on the coat rack by the door, changed into slippers and walked over slowly: "Did you eat?"

The doubts in his heart were all forgotten by Gu Congran when he saw Xu Chenhe's tired expression. He got up and went forward, holding Xu Chenhe's face in his arms, and saw the bloodshot eyes in the other person's eyes from a close distance.

"What happened?" Gu Congran stroked Xu Chenhe's raised bangs, and wiped off a stain on his face with his fingertips, "Where have you been these two days? You made it look like this."

Xu Chenhe pushed his hand away: "I have something to do."

This is undoubtedly perfunctory or evasive, Gu Congran grabbed Xu Chenhe's raised hand, looked at those fingers and frowned: "Why did you cut your hand?"

Clenched the palm and stroked it, one under the knuckles was still covered with thin calluses.

"You just sit there, don't bother cooking, I'll order takeaway." Gu Congran pulled Xu Chenhe to sit down at the dining table, took out his mobile phone and directly dialed the order number of Qujian Pavilion.

When ordering, he leaned back against the table, leaning back on the edge of the table with one hand, and inadvertently touched a strange depression.After finishing the call, he turned around and asked, "Is there a scratch here?"

Xu Chenhe dozed off on the table: "Yes."

"What's the matter?" Gu Congran's patience was about to run out. It wasn't that he was so angry that Xu Shenhe didn't say anything, but that he thought he had been looking for Xu Chenhe for so long, and when he saw Xu Chenhe's indifferent attitude, he just followed The flood rushed in front of the little flame, and it extinguished itself before it touched the tip of the flame.

"Are you worried about me?" Xu Chenhe pressed his chin against the back of his hand pressed against the table, raised his upper eyelids to look at Gu Congran.

There was an indifferent smile in his eyes, which made Gu Congran unable to understand. He was questioned by Zhu Huiting and Xu Chenhe one after another. He no longer had the confidence to retort at the beginning: "Are you worried that you are guilty?"

"No," Xu Chenhe leaned on the table and smiled, mocking, helpless, and meaningless, all mixed together in his eyes, "It's just hard for me to tell who you are really worried about."

Xu Chenhe didn't have an appetite for dinner. There were all kinds of dishes on the table that he liked. He picked a few chopsticks and put down the bowl. He didn't talk to Gu Congran. He took his pajamas and went to the bathroom to take a shower.After washing, he saw Gu Congran messing with the lunch box on the table. He threw down the towel to wipe his hair and walked over. Throw the bag out.

Gu Congran followed him into the bedroom: "Are you going to sleep?"

"Well, I'm sleepy." Xu Chenhe climbed onto the bed, and as soon as he burrowed into the quilt, Gu Congran dug him out: "Your hair is still wet, aren't you afraid of a headache?"

Regardless of Xu Chenhe's struggle, Gu Congran sat him on his lap, took the hair dryer by the bed and dried his hair.

This posture made Xu Chenhe extremely unnatural. He twisted his body and wanted to get down, but Gu Cong Rankong held his waist down: "Safety is the top priority, don't move around."

After staying with Gu Congran for a long time, Xu Chenhe could tell in a second which of his words were colored.He didn't move, and didn't look at Gu Congran, looking over Gu Congran's shoulder to study the pattern of the curtain.

Gu Congran gently fiddled with his hair, occasionally the slightly longer bangs pierced his eyes, Gu Congran watched him close his eyes sensitively.

"You are very unhappy," Gu Congran said, "If you don't want to go home with me, I can tell my mother tomorrow that you are not ready, and she will understand."

Xu Chenhe was dizzy from the noise of the hair dryer: "I'm just too sleepy, I'm not unhappy."

"So you are willing?" Gu Congran asked.

I have agreed, and if there is anything else I would like, Xu Chenhe closed his eyes and didn't want to open them: "Auntie wants to see me, of course she has her reasons, and the elders' invitations are inherently disrespectful."

"Then will you be nervous?" Gu Congran rubbed the back of Xu Chenhe's head.

Xu Chenhe leaned forward following his movements, leaning his head on Gu Congran's generous shoulder: "Yes."

"My mother is not the leader of the country, so relax." Gu Congran turned off the hair dryer, and felt the pressure on his shoulders from the other side getting heavier and heavier.He clasped the back of Xu Chenhe's head, leaned his right shoulder forward, lowered his body and slowly put the sleeping person down on the bed.

The next day, the weather was fine and the temperature was low, so Xu Chenhe added a suit jacket over his navy blue shirt, stood in front of the full-length mirror and looked left and right, wondering whether he should wear a collar pin to reduce the seriousness.Seeing this, Gu Congran took out an off-white knitted jumper from the closet and put it on him: "It's just for a meal, you don't need to wear it so solemnly."

Xu Chenhe, who didn't make any special styling, showed his original gentle and elegant appearance. The street trees outside the car window were reflected in his eyes and retreated rapidly. He held his chin and remained silent.

The car slid into the villa area in the outskirts, where the greenery spreads in an orderly manner, the wide driveway is paved with beige stone bricks, the electronic retractable door opens in response, and Wei Fangling wearing a dark twill shawl is waiting in the courtyard.

"Don't panic, my mother is very talkative." Before getting out of the car, Gu Congran scratched Xu Chenhe's palm, "It must be my father, he is very boring, if he makes things difficult for you, I will choke you back."

The car window was knocked, and Wei Fangling leaned over outside and looked at them who were whispering in the car: "You still have to hurry up for a while, I'm waiting outside."

Wei Fangling took good care of herself, her face with fair skin and light makeup did not show signs of being over fifty years old, and her gestures were dignified like a graceful lady in the last century.

But Xu Chenhe, who didn't know Wei Fangling's personality, only felt that the other party seemed to be blaming him. He withdrew his hand that was held by Gu Congran, and neatly unfastened his seat belt to get out of the car: "Hello, Auntie."

Just now through the window pane, Xu Shenhe's face was not so real, but now they are facing each other, even though Wei Fangling is well-versed in the world, that face that is indistinguishable from Jiang Hua's still stunned her for a while.

The car window was lowered, and Gu Congran leaned on the car door and poked his head out: "Mom, you take him into the house first, and I'll drive the car into the garage."

The subtext is to leave space for them to communicate individually.

There was a wisp of exhaust gas left by the car that drove away, Wei Fangling took the initiative to step forward, and patted Xu Chenhe's arm lightly: "Go, I will take you to the garden."

The garden is built around the villa, and a quiet tree-lined path is opened on the side, opposite to the floor-to-ceiling windows of the side hall of the villa.A corner of the curtain was raised, and Gu Cunkai peeked from behind, calling to Gu Shenli who was making tea at the root carving coffee table: "Dad, come over and have a look, that counterfeit really looks like Brother Jiang Hua."

Gu Shenli drank his tea without looking sideways, and read the book in his left hand. In fact, his thoughts were disturbed: "Don't give people random nicknames."

Gu Cunkai ran over and threw himself beside him: "You haven't met anyone yet, and you're standing on the same line as him? My mother has been bought by my brother, and we can't fall into another one."

Footsteps sounded behind the carved door, Gu Congran dropped the car key, went over and grabbed Gu Cunkai by the back collar: "Annoyer, please be more obedient to me later!"

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