not longevity

"Gu Xiaocao, from now on, you must listen to Mr. Gu's words and live a good life, do you hear me?" Ms. Reed, who was as fat as a big wax gourd, straightened the collar of the little girl with the shofar braids, and then led the little girl in the braid. The little girl in the beautiful white bubble skirt walked out of the orphanage together.

What was waiting for them was a black Vollega limousine. In front of the car stood a middle-aged man in a tuxedo and white gloves. The wind was blowing hard, and not a single strand of his hair was disheveled at the temples.

The expression on Ms. Fat Donggua's face changed from indifference to a flattering smile. She handed the little girl's slender white hand to her, and gently pushed the girl on the back: "Come on, I really miss you."

While talking, she actually started to wipe away her tears, large drops of tears poured out of her brown eyes, she looked very sad.Until the man in the tuxedo handed her a sizable check.

Reed held a white handkerchief in one hand and wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes. He glanced at the number on it out of the corner of his eye, and quickly calculated how many zeros there were in it. With his lowered head, he grinned unconsciously. The uneven set of white teeth revealed her indescribable good mood.

"Miss, please get in the car." The man stopped looking at her and stretched out his hand to open the car door for the little girl.But the little girl stopped and refused to leave. After Reed gave her a look, she got into the car as if scared.

When the butler in the tuxedo closed the car door, she kept her hand on the window and murmured softly, "Why hasn't Changsheng come yet?"

Except for the red-faced big winter melon lady, the figure she was expecting never appeared from the beginning, whether it was the room where they lived together or the warehouse where they played together, she was about to leave, but he never came.

"Miss, please put your hands back." The butler with a friendly face but a serious voice fastened her seat belt and announced a fact that was both lucky and unfortunate for her: "The master wants me to tell you that the lady's name is Gu Xuan, and Not Gu Xiaocao. You have 5 minutes to say your last goodbye. After 5 minutes, the car will leave this orphanage and return to Gu’s house. Please forget about it completely and never come back.”

Gu Xiaocao, whose name was changed to Gu Xuan, unconsciously bit her lower lip. Her fingers twisted together uneasily. Looking at the empty door of the orphanage, the wind blew the achnatherum in front of the orphanage. A few red sour fruits fell from the jujube tree at the gate of the courtyard. They were bright red and no one picked them up because they were unpalatable.

Five minutes became as long as five days, but the person she was waiting for never came.The butler gently but forcefully pulled back Gu Xiaocao's head and hands, and told the driver who had never come down: "Drive."

Gu Xiaocao, who had become Gu Xuan, lowered her head sadly. She felt very sad, but she didn't say a word.Gu Xiaocao has always been a timid and cowardly child, the bravest thing she has done is to like Gu Changsheng.Even if she became Gu Xuan, who was said to be the homeless second lady of the Gu family, she still didn't even have the courage to tell the truth to the housekeeper.

She is such a timid and unattractive little girl, Gu Xuan stared blankly at her hands, her lips opened and closed: Goodbye Gu Changsheng.

Ms. Reed walked into the orphanage with a six-digit check humming a country tune. She took out a bunch of keys from her pocket, picked out the longest one, and opened the locked door.

The boy sitting at the window painting is wearing a white shirt and black suspenders. His clothes are worn out but clean. He has soft hair like ebony wood, eyes like obsidian, delicate complexion and lips like red roses. He is a good-looking boy. child like an angel.Quiet and well-behaved but stubborn.

In front of him is a half-person-high drawing board, on which are blooming large sunflowers, they have a golden color, and the warmth and beauty they exude are incompatible with this orphanage.Ms. Reed knocked on the door with the long key handle, her brown eyes were squeezed into slits by the fat on her face, "Come out for dinner, Gu Changsheng."