pretending to be graceful

No matter how Hua Yong complained in his heart, the ceremony had to continue.

The next item is the carp crossing the dragon gate - oh, it is actually jumping over a ribbon, and then the teacher will give a navel orange.

... Mr. Hua refused to comment on this.

But looking at this group of third-year children, they said they were disgusted, but they were actually quite serious.After all, the senior high school entrance examination is once in a lifetime for most people. If you don't believe in "feudal superstition", you don't believe it.

And there's a navel orange—I'd love to eat that too.The incompetent Mr. Hua has his eyes on the food for the third-year children.

But even though the navel oranges were in hand, everyone didn't wrap them up and start eating them quickly.There is another small link before.

"Students, let's toss navel oranges high! The higher the toss, the better the test!" The person who said this on the stage said it passionately and with a heavy accent.Hua Yong knew this person, the principal in charge of the middle school, surnamed Wang.Hmm...that's pretty good too.

There were noisy discussions in the audience, but soon, as the first navel orange was thrown up, more orange-yellow oranges flew into the sky-in fact, it was like this.As they grow older, the boys and girls in the "Secondary Two" define many things as "stupid" - but occasionally silently look forward to this unspeakable stupidity.

Cut, it's still a group of kids, why pretend to be mature.Hua Yong, a patient with severe secondary illness, feels that he is particularly qualified to make an evaluation.

Of course, under the background of navel oranges flying all over the sky, some accidents will happen—Hua Yong saw, in the direction of Class [-], a girl was hit on the head by another girl's navel orange, she covered her head and laughed.Then the one who hit the person also laughed, and the classmates next to him also laughed, they were a bunch of little lunatics—Hua Yong suddenly felt a little regretful.

Back then, he was indeed smart and conceited.He seemed to have an oath teacher during the high school entrance examination, but Mr. Hua didn't take it seriously at all-as if his indifference could prove something.So he has very little impression of that time, just playing around, and it passed.And...their environment is also very competitive, and the classmates are not as comfortable as Feng Ping.Hua Yong couldn't help curling his lips when he thought of his former "friends".

It's not that it's bad, it's really... different.

What would have happened if he had chosen Feng Ping back then?

Tch, so many years have passed, it's useless to think about it.And is Feng Ping's peaceful environment really suitable for the proud and self-confident Mr. Hua?

Hua Yong didn't expect that the "[-]-day swearing-in" of a third-year child made him think so much.

Alas, times have changed, I am old and old.

After all, it was a small ceremony for third-year junior high school students, and it didn't take long. Principal Chen also left soon after the ceremony.

Hua Yong didn't want to look for it so quickly, so he watched the junior three students leave, wandered around for a while, and then went to the principal's office.

This process is pretty boring.Anyway, compared to the ceremony full of surprises and laughter just now, it was boring and made people feel uncomfortable.

Simply chat a few words, give things to others, and talk about grandpa for a while, and the task will be completed.

After all, Hua Yong grew up in such a family, and he also used a set of words in the scene. Sometimes he even felt that he was a little glib - but this kind of thing is actually a part of social etiquette.

Mr. Hua has never been a casual person in this regard.

After delivering the things, Hua Yong also lost interest in going around the campus.He often loses interest in many things-for this, everyone always evaluates him as a three-point enthusiasm and the most unfeeling.

==

Here, Gu Shuiqing took a taxi home after leaving the hospital, ready to take care of his responsibilities as a child, and then go back to school—not to say that studying is important, but that the environment is comfortable for him.

No one bothered him, he would do whatever he wanted, and the people around him had nothing to do with him, and no one could bind him as a "brother" or "family member".

Seemingly casual.

The taxi driver was silent. Gu Shuiqing didn't know whether he was lucky enough to catch up, or Beijing had changed over the years - he still remembered that these drivers were all "Kan Ye" back then, and they could chat with passengers all the way from the west of the city. In the east of the city, from negotiating daily necessities to investing in the stock market-basically this road is not idle.

It just so happened that Gu Shuiqing was unwilling to speak.

When he was free, he thought about what to say when he saw Gu Changming.The matter of Xiaosi must be said. After seeing the blade, he firmly believed that it would be good to bring her back.Among other things, in short, she began to yearn for a normal life.Let her continue to go to school.

Then what else to say?Say mother?Say yourself?

He has no way to talk about his mother, and he doesn't know where to start about his own affairs-this kind of communication is very funny.His relationship with his father was not rigid, it was just like a stranger—not knowing, not wanting to know.

This family could have given Gu Shuiqing a wealthy and happy childhood, allowing him to grow up carefree and innocent, but it didn't.So Gu Shuiqing embarked on a lonely and precocious path. At his young age, he lived out a dead heart.

Gu Shuiqing thought with a little extreme.But he smiled, knowing that he was going too far: Withered heart?It is simply from the quotations of the second disease in middle school.He is still young, and he doesn't know what the future will hold—maybe one day, he will encounter something, a person, so that he can stop being like this, and let him learn from Gu Shuisi and act recklessly once.

exist?Gu Shui thought lightly, then shook his head.Probably before he reached the step of "willful and reckless", he chose to retreat and stay away.

The Gu family's house in the capital is in a quiet wealthy area, Gu Shuiqing got off the car a little further away, and then strolled over there.

He grew up here when he was a child, but he was too young to remember what happened.

Gu Shuisi told him that when he was a child, he once beat a boy here to the point of bleeding—the devil knows how a three-year-old boy can beat his head to the point of bleeding.And to that extent, he still has no memory at all?Gu Shuiqing therefore questioned the authenticity of Xiao Si's statement.

But Gu Shuisi spoke conclusively, saying that her memory is good and she remembers everything.

So Gu Shuiqing could only admit to her that he was the one who was forgetful.

But there's nothing wrong with being forgetful.Like Gu Shuisi who remembers everything clearly, he will say to him, "How did it become like this?"

Gu Shuiqing still remembers the location of his home - of course not because of the deep impression he had when he was a child, but because he also went back several times when he grew up, and he already knew the address by then.

The houses of the rich in City B, apart from the single-family courtyards in the center of the city, are the villas with beautiful mountains and rivers in the suburbs.

However, Gu Shuiqing's family is different - "Ding Dong."

"Master." A middle-aged woman opened the door.

"Hello, Mama Wu. Is my father there?"

"Well, yes. Upstairs in the study."

Gu Shui lightly changed his shoes and went up to the second floor.There is no luxury and complexity of European-style design in the house. Some small details have a small and exquisite flavor of Jiangnan, but overall, it is too modern and nondescript-a rather strange aesthetic, which ordinary people cannot appreciate.

Gu Shuiqing knew that he was an ordinary person, so he didn't respond to this, and went straight to the study.

Sitting in the study was an unusual person - Gu Changming.

"Father." Gu Shui knocked on the door twice, walked into the study and sat down, looking at the person behind the long table.

Gu Changming had probably heard the doorbell just now, and he had already packed up the documents on the table, waiting for him quietly.

"Xiaoqing, long time no see." Gu Changming showed an unusual smile—well, it's unusual, so I'm not used to it.

Gu Shui smiled lightly.

Gu Changming is now 45 years old. For a middle-aged man, this man is undoubtedly handsome; for the chairman of a large group, he is undoubtedly in excellent shape - no fat, no aging.

The Gu family all had a good appearance.From Gu Shuiqing's point of view, Gu Changming is better than his second uncle, Gu Changyi, who is said to be well-known in the capital.

But in this kind of thing, the beholder sees the benevolent and the wise sees wisdom, let alone someone who is blind.In some places, Gu Changyi couldn't compare.

Jiang Fang didn't like to talk about Gu's family. Gu Shuiqing's understanding of his father was mostly from Zhang Wei's aunt Zhang Jing.It is said that the Gu family is the earliest wave of entrepreneurs in the country. Before the founding of the People's Republic of China, they had a little foundation.

But his eldest son, Chang Ming, moved out early to make a living on his own, and founded his own company, regardless of the Gu family's affairs.Nowadays, no one mentions that he is from the Gu family, and Gu Changming himself is a legend in the industry.Gu Changyi, who finally inherited the Gu family, shifted his strategic focus to foreign countries at this time. Although he also made some breakthroughs, he was still inferior to Gu Changming, who started from scratch.

In this regard, some people said that Mr. Gu is really a pair of wise eyes, and the two sons of the Gu family have their own place.

Gu Shui thought lightly, considering the "truth" he obtained from various channels, this statement is really worth discussing.

Anyway, the shadow of the "truth" can no longer be seen in the current Gu Changming.

"I heard from Xiao Liu that you stayed with Xiao Si in the hospital yesterday? How is she?" Gu Changming really wanted to ask about Gu Shuisi, and he simply answered the matter that was already in Gu Shuiqing's plan : "It's much better than I thought at the beginning. She can communicate with people normally and knows what she's doing—although she said she's just trying to live a normal life for Qin Wuyi, but she can understand in the end. She's very smart. "

"Do you think she can do this?"

"Why not?" Gu Shuiqing asked back, with a flat tone, "What can she do? Should she continue to rely on her family's misconduct and finally do something that can't be ended, or will she wipe out the memory of the previous 18 years and start over again overnight? Then an accident is not enough, she has to be reborn or amnesia."

"...blame me?"

Gu Shui shook his head lightly: "She doesn't complain, so what should I complain about?"

Gu Changming looked at him, and said softly: "Xiao Qing, maybe Xiaosi doesn't blame me, because she doesn't understand yet. But you do. You always have to blame yourself."

Gu Shui smiled slightly, noncommittal.

"I don't care about the past. It's impossible for me to care about it, or not to care about it." He remembered what he had said to Zhang Wei.Now he can't remember how he felt when he said those words.

So he said, "Perhaps. But I hope."

He sat there, bowed his head with a smile, his slender fingers crossed, revealing an unmoved aura.

Gu Changming was speechless.

The vibrating sound suddenly sounded, Gu Shuiqing took out the phone, and was obviously taken aback when he saw the name on it.

Then, he unconsciously glanced at Gu Changming.

Gu Changming seemed to have sensed something, and the cover named "Calmly" that had not changed since the beginning of the conversation suddenly shattered a crack.He squeezed his fingers together, and there was something called "expectation" in his eyes.

Gu Shui lightly pressed the answer button.

"Xiaoqing. Are you at your father's place?"

"...Yes. Mother."

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carry on.