Mr. Dong Guo

For Guo Qiyu, life is just a step-by-step life.Only the arrival of the weekend made him happy.

Every time we get along with each other for just two days on weekends, it's like a child who has never left himself, but just went to a boarding school.

It's just that recently, it's always Friday, Guo Qiyu finished all the work ahead of time, and when he was about to go home, he received a call from a child.

"Sorry, Dad, I can't be back this week."

The apologetic boy's voice always made him unable to bear to ask why.

Even if you ask, you will get nothing more than justified reasons.

After careful calculation, in 2003 this year, the child will soon be 15 years old, and Guo Qiyu put down the pen in his hand.

Such a strange family relationship has lasted for more than two years, and no one from the Meng family has talked about it. Meng Xiaoyan has been flying between City A and City W like a short-term migratory bird.

Guo Qiyu thought about it, and then called the kid first.

"Little Bei?"

"Well, Dad?" The voice over there was a little noisy, and I didn't know what the child was doing.

Guo Qiyu paused and said, "Are you coming to my side this week?"

In fact, Guo Qiyu has never been very clear about the child's study situation in the past few years. He seldom talks about his own affairs with him, and always leaks everything about his week's situation when he is asked.

The child seemed very content with Guo Qiyu talking about himself, and after saying that he had nothing to say, he lightly mentioned his own movements in City A.

For Meng Xiaoyan today, Guo Qiyu only knows that the child will be a sophomore in the second half of the year.

Guo Qiyu is not displeased when the little wolf cub grew up to be as young as he is now, but the young man is far away, like a bird that is bound to leave the nest. Guo Qiyu asked himself, how could he trap a bird in a diseased plant? On the crooked old banyan?

Sure enough, as expected by Guo Qiyu, the voice over there was silent for a while, and the surroundings were instantly quieter.

The boy's voice came from there, no longer the softness of a child, with a trace of tired apology, the voice was low and hoarse, as if it contained sand, "I'm sorry, Dad, the school will hold a school celebration this weekend."

The boy who had always been withdrawn did not know when he suddenly merged into the lively campus. His excellent grades, taciturn personality, handsome appearance, and background behind him made him a topic and a man of influence on campus.

Guo Qiyu guessed this way, because Meng Xiaoyan was always busy with school and classmates, and was busy every weekend.

Probably the schools in City A are also in line with international standards, and the emphasis is on training students' abilities, rather than letting them just study hard. Guo Qiyu thinks about himself, and thinks this is good. In the future, Meng Xiaoyan and him are definitely not in the same class. Should be educated differently.

"Oh, that's right..." Guo Qiyu murmured.

The two were silent for a while, not knowing what to say.

"Dad, are you angry?" came a cautious and probing voice from over there.

Guo Qiyu smiled, "No, how could I be angry?"

"It sounds like, Dad, I'm sorry." Meng Xiaoyan said again.

"It's a good thing you're busy studying," Guo Qiyu smiled, and then lowered his voice after a pause, feeling a little uncomfortable in his heart, "It's just that you haven't come back for a long time, and I miss you a little."

"..."

He is a crooked old banyan. Every morning and dusk, a young chick crows among his branches. His only family member, he tries to adjust the distance between his branches to make its nest more stable. When it jumps between the branches, it can see the most beautiful scenery from the branches and leaves.

For the bird's departure, he was sad, disappointed, and even heartbroken until the roots of the tree rotted.

But the birds wandered back and forth between the sky and him again and again. He was very happy and felt that this was very satisfying, but the birds flew higher and farther...

A crooked old banyan tree has tried its best to survive, so where can it get the thread to bring the bird back to itself?

There was no talking for a long time, and Guo Qiyu felt embarrassed. After all, it was a bit strange for a grown man to say this to his adopted son.

He was about to explain, but Meng Xiaoyan spoke, sounding like he was suppressing something, "Dad, you..."

"Xiaobei, I'm fine..." Guo Qiyu hurriedly opened his mouth to explain.

"Dad, I will definitely be back next week." Interrupting Guo Qiyu's pale explanation, Meng Xiaoyan made a promise, "Dad will wait for me."

Guo Qiyu was silent for a while, then gave a soft "hmm", and was a little worried, "Don't delay you."

"No," Meng Xiaoyan seemed really busy, "Dad, I'll hang up first."

"Okay, you are busy with your work, don't worry about me." Guo Qiyu said quickly.

"See you next week."

"it is good."

After hanging up the phone, Guo Qiyu felt a little more at ease, the lunch break was almost over, and colleagues returned to their desks one after another.

Guo Qiyu also returned to his seat, thinking in his heart, why not work overtime this weekend, next week there will be less work, and he can go to the airport to pick up the children on Friday.

The phone rang suddenly, it was Zheng Qing calling.

Since Guo Qiyu helped Zheng Qing once last year, the two of them have been in constant contact. Basically, Zheng Qing contacted Guo Qiyu. Most of the time, he asked him to do some small favors, and then invited Guo Qiyu to dinner afterwards.

Meng Xiaoyan had always disliked his association with Zheng Qing, to be precise, he was very disgusted.

Therefore, when Meng Xiaoyan is around, either Meng Xiaoyan will go with him to help Zheng Qing, or Guo Qiyu will first look at Meng Xiaoyan's face, and then decide whether to refuse or agree in his heart.

"Hello, Ah Qing?"

"Brother Guo!" Zheng Qing cried heart-piercingly, "Brother Guo, help me! Help me!"

Guo Qiyu stood up suddenly, "Where are you? What happened?"

……

Ten minutes later, Guo Qiyu arrived at the coffee shop where Zheng Qing was.

Looking at Zheng Qing, who was sitting by the window with an elegant posture, Guo Qiyu suddenly felt that she seemed to be different from when they first met.

"Ah Qing, what's the matter?" Guo Qiyu walked over with a worried expression on his face, "Crying so sad on the phone?"

Zheng Qing's eyes were still red, but her makeup had returned to normal, looking pitiful.

She was silent for a while, then choked up and said, "Brother Guo, he found out again."

Guo Qiyu was taken aback, "Should I tell you to destroy it?"

Zheng Qing nodded.

Guo Qiyu was very indignant, "He's a scum, you shouldn't keep messing with him!"

He seldom uttered such heavy words, but no one who witnessed what happened to Zheng Qing in the past two years would say anything good.

Zheng Qing whimpered and complained softly, "Brother Guo, I really want a child so much, I really...it doesn't matter if I raise it myself, I want it too much, Brother Guo..."

Guo Qiyu frowned and remained silent.

Zheng Qing said sobbingly: "He forced me to go to the hospital. The doctor said that my miscarriages have been too frequent in the past two years. If I kill this child again, I will lose my fertility..."

"What about you?"

Zheng Qingmei looked at Guo Qiyu with paranoid eyes, "Brother Guo, I want to give birth to this child, please help me!"

"Me?" Guo Qiyu was a little puzzled, "How can I help you?"

The previous few times when Zheng Qing went to the hospital for surgery, Guo Qiyu made an appointment and accompanied him. The hospital changed several times, but every time the eyes from the doctors and nurses were always there.

Guo Qiyu already had low face, so he could only bow his head in embarrassment and accept it.

Zheng Qing is so pitiful, he sympathizes.

It seems that when Guo Qiyu asked this sentence, there is a 90.00% possibility that the representative agreed. Zheng Qing regained her hysterical look and became dignified and elegant again.

"To be honest, Brother Guo, I broke up with him completely today." When Zheng Qing realized that he said this, he was very calm, as if the devotion and love and hatred of the past few years were old things, far away from him. It's far away.

"Break up?" Guo Qiyu was taken aback, never thinking that Zheng Qing, who had been persuading him and never looked back, would suddenly say that he had a breakup with that man, "Actually, that's fine, you should have your own life."

"Yes, I only now understand what Brother Guo said at the beginning," Zheng Qing smiled, covering his abdomen with his right hand, and smiled softly, "I should have my own life."

She raised her head and said firmly: "So, I want to give birth to this hard-won child, Brother Guo, you have to help me! No one can help me now!"

Guo Qiyu nodded unconsciously in a daze.

Zheng Qing and a high-level executive of their company have been together for three years. In the first year, they were like glue and happy, but the good times didn't last long. Zheng Qing soon found out that he was just a junior.

But she didn't plan to quit, instead she entangled that man even more tightly, even wanted to force her with a child, and asked her aunt to spread rumors in the company, saying that she was with a man in the company, and wanted to threaten him with this that man.

But I don't want my aunt to misunderstand, thinking that the man is Guo Qiyu, and that's why there was such a thing later.

She was drunk at the bar because of this incident. When she was talking to Guo Qiyu, she suddenly saw that man walking towards her holding a strange woman's hand. Her strong self-esteem made her say something, and she went to the bar to get drunk at night. .

I felt unwell the next day, and I didn't know I had a miscarriage until I was sent to the hospital with bleeding in my abdomen.

In the next two years, she was pregnant and had an abortion, went home to quarrel with her ex-wife, and went out to fight with Xiao Si, becoming what others called a slut, a goblin, and a whore who knows no good or bad... Zheng Qing now thinks back, and doesn't even know what she did for it in the first place. Maybe it was because she wanted to get rid of those colored glasses, those extremely humiliating titles and gossip, but she got deeper and deeper, unable to break free.

If there was no misunderstanding, Guo Qiyu would have been a little blurred in her impression, and the only outline was probably a handsome man with a child with no relatives and no reason.

But now, Guo Qiyu has become the only person she can rely on.

She had already figured out this weak man, Guo Qiyu did not like her, but his sympathy overflowed.

Seeing this obedient man nodding his head again, the sympathy in his eyes suddenly hurt Zheng Qing, who had always taken it for granted.

"You sympathize with me?" she asked with difficulty.

The man answered easily, his purpose was pure, "You are so pitiful."

Zheng Qing was suffocated for a moment, raised his hand and knocked over the coffee cup.

Guo Qiyu got up quickly and cleaned up in a hurry.

Zheng Qing stood up, looking a little indifferent, her wine red lips made her look unapproachable, "Brother Guo, I thank you for your help, I will repay you well afterwards, but don't sympathize with me."

Guo Qiyu paused as he wiped his hands on the table, then raised his head and looked at Zheng Qing, feeling a little confused.

Zheng Qing bowed deeply, picked up the purse at hand and turned to leave.

Guo Qiyu hurriedly chased after him, but was stopped by the waiter, "Sir, you haven't paid the bill yet."

After chasing after him, Zheng Qing had disappeared.