I was crying stupidly by myself [rebirth]

Mother and son met each other, but they were like strangers. They were indeed strangers to Gu Dong. He lowered his eyes and bit a big mouthful of bean paste buns, his cheeks were bulging. Okay, but it didn't escape Gu Yan's eyes.

Gu Yan went to the tea table and poured a glass of water in front of Gu Dong, then went upstairs with his schoolbag.

After a while, Gu Cheng, who had dismissed his colleagues, came back. The family of three sat together peacefully, each with their own thoughts. After nearly ten years, things changed.

Gu Cheng held both sides of the teacup with both hands, and he looked down at the pieces of tea leaves floating on it, "Wenqing, what's the matter with you?"

"Passing by Nanyu, I remembered that you might not have moved, so come and have a look." Zhang Wenqing glanced at the living room, and said pleasantly, "How have you been these years?"

Gu Cheng pursed his lips, and his usually gentle voice was a bit astringent, "It's good."

Zhang Wenqing focused on her son, who had never looked at her from the beginning to the end. He was only a little older when he was a child. her dream.

Years passed in a flash, and the six or seven-year-old child had grown into a handsome boy, with features somewhat similar to hers, and he was recognizable at a glance, "Dongdong is in her third year of high school? Is there a lot of pressure to study?"

Gu Dong took off the glasses that had been covered with white mist by boiling water and wiped them with the corner of his clothes for a few times and put them on again. The memory fragments left by the original owner of this pair of bodies are all fragmented, and the one with the gray hair occupies the most. The old man, and his parents are really pitiful. There are black and white photos pressed under the glass, one of which is a girl with two big braids and a young man in a navy shirt. The smile is pure, and the ladies are smiling now, but fake very.

Seeing that Gu Dong didn't speak for a long time, Gu Cheng coughed, "Dongdong is afraid of life."

When he said this, although he was discussing the matter on a case-by-case basis, Gu Cheng's mind was not complicated, and he didn't have those minds that went around, but it fell into Zhang Wenqing's ears, and it became ironic.

"That was Yanyan just now, right? I didn't even recognize it, but it doesn't look like his mother or his father..." Zhang Wenqing smiled, "Ah Cheng, do you think it's strange?"

After so many years, Gu Cheng still had a strange look. Gu Cheng gripped the cup tightly, and the veins on the back of his hands bulged, "Zhang Wenqing! Why are you mentioning this in front of the children?"

Some things are well known, and no one can clean them, and if they are torn apart, everyone will be bloody.

Zhang Wenqing gathered the expensive shawl on his body, and there was some unexplained ridicule on that delicately made-up face.

The living room fell silent, and it was a little awkward for a while, without a trace of warmth.

Gu Dong raised his eyebrows imperceptibly. The old story between two women and a man was absurd and reckless, but it must be pure and passionate, so it was remembered deeply. Speaking of it, Gu Cheng never mentioned his second wife, Gu Yan. That's right, that woman seemed to have been deliberately forgotten by them.

He had never experienced family affection in his previous life, and the original owner of this body was not much better than him, so he was completely groping for the stones and groping step by step by himself. Gu Cheng felt very warm to him, and his eyes could not deceive others, while Zhang Wenqing It's different, this woman is covered with contrition from Vanity Fair, he can't deal with it, "Dad, I went upstairs to do my homework."

Being completely ignored, Zhang Wenqing didn't change anything, "Dongdong has a good relationship with you."

Gu Cheng looked into her eyes, "You won't come to me for no reason, tell me, I'm still in a hurry to cook."

After being silent for a while, Zhang Wenqing told what happened as if resigned to fate. At this moment, she was just a mother who lost her child. She said that it was probably God punishing her for being childless and helpless.

The loss of a child and the infertility, the double blow is not easy to survive, Gu Cheng froze from head to toe, and finally only had two words, "Sorry."

Zhang Wenqing's bright red nails on his sleeves were bright and eye-catching, in stark contrast to the grief on his face, which was enough to mock.

She did some research before coming here, and she thought that the marriage with Gu Cheng would make Gu Dong, who was implicated since childhood, cynical, blame others, isolate herself, live with low self-esteem and hesitation, but she didn't expect that on the contrary, Gu Dong was positive and had excellent grades in school. , introverted and calm, the teacher spoke highly of him, her son was not inferior to that woman's son at all.

It was also her son, who was born with a golden spoon in his mouth, had no worries about food and clothing, and was born with ten thousand family fortunes, but he was ignorant, hung out with a group of cronies all day long, depraved and rebellious, died in a car accident, the most dazzling age.

Without bargaining chips and support, she fell into a crisis. She would do anything for the status she possessed. Zhang Wenqing came out of thousands of thoughts and got up to say goodbye. Gu Cheng sat still on the chair, holding his hair. Next year will be ten years. ...

Upstairs standing on the balcony, Gu Dong looked down at the figure disappearing into the alley. He twitched his lips, turned around and went back to the room, moved the chair to the side of Gu Yan, and spread out the notebook. On it were two topics marked in red pen and Several difficulties.

Teacher Xiao Gu is not in a good state today, distracted frequently, and made several mistakes in formulas, all of which are basic, but he didn't realize it.

"Teacher Gu, there is a mistake here." Gu Dong's tone was calm, but it was not difficult to hear the smile inside, he pointed with a pen, "There is still this place."

Gu Yan paused, the corners of his lips pulled out a serious arc, and he said earnestly, "I did it on purpose, I wanted to see if you could see it and find out one by one, you are very good."

It was the first time to be praised, although the starting point was wrong, Gu Dong narrowed his eyes meaningfully, "Oh..."

Gu Yan nodded seriously, and wrote in the notebook with a gel pen, and the hair hanging down covered the annoyance in his eyes.

Seeing Youdao's gaze fell on his hand, Gu Yan intentionally or unintentionally slowed down, and the corner of his lips curled up.

After that, Zhang Wenqing never appeared again, as if he was really just passing by. Senior three had classes all day on Saturday, and Gu Dong went back from school. It was already dark, and the car left the main road and went into a winding section of the road and got into trouble.

His arm was scratched, and Zhang Wenqing, who appeared out of nowhere, stood in front of him. It was a coincidence that someone called the police on the road where there were no cats just now, and those gangsters were scared away.

Taking out a tissue and pressing it on the two bloody cuts on his arm to stop the bleeding, Gu Dong curled his lips and smiled softly, "Are you passing by again this time?"

Zhang Wenqing didn't explain, but said worriedly, "Send you to the hospital to treat the wound, Dongdong, how can the security around your school..."

"No need." Gu Dong pulled up his sleeves, got on the bike and left.

He thought that Zhang Wenqing planned this event to improve the estrangement between mother and child and win favor, but he didn't know that what Zhang Wenqing wanted was not this at all, something that was insignificant to her.

The cold wind blew wantonly, as if laughing at her pity, Zhang Wenqing's face was distorted, and she got into the private car shortly, and she was that decent and elegant lady again.

"Hey."

"Madam, the blood has been obtained."

"it is good."