three thousand darlings

In winter, Kyoto is covered with silver, and the cold wind is howling. The wind pierces straight into the neckline, and the body is numb from the cold.

When Han Qilu walked out of the airport, he was shivered by the cold wind. The weather in Kyoto gave him a big blow. The temperature in Z City has not dropped so badly yet, it is different from the coldness over there, everything is unfamiliar, it cannot find any belongings, and in the end it is just a passerby.

In the car, the fleeting scene in front of my eyes can only be vaguely seen as an afterimage. The white road and the rows of clothes in various colors alternate together, as clear as a rainbow.Eyes closed, he lazily lay on the seat on his back, rubbing the corners of his eyes, today is Gu Chongchong's birthday, he seems to have never celebrated his birthday for him, the day he was born was the anniversary of his father's death, he twitched the corners of his mouth A bitter smile overflowed, he had long forgotten what he hadn't mentioned.

"Dad, it's snowing." Gu Chongchong opened the curtains, leaned on the glass door, and said to him.A cold feeling invaded his body all of a sudden, it seemed that even the hand pressing the window was so frozen that he lost consciousness.

"Hmm..." Gu Yiming closed his eyes, rubbed the quilt, turned over, and fell asleep again.

Barefoot, Gu Chongchong jumped onto the bed, pressed on Gu Yiming's body, pulled down his quilt, just to wake him up, and pushed him through the quilt, "Dad, it's snowing, it's snowing. Get up."

"Don't make trouble, sleep for another 10 minutes." Gu Yiming said in a daze, and wrapped Gu Chongchong under the quilt, exposing his muscular body. The heating is on in the room, so it doesn't matter if he is naked .

"Don't press it down." Gu Chongchong struggled under his pressure. "It's dead." He pushed his head and complained.Gu Yiming was lying beside him, the two hugged each other tightly, without any gaps, the warm breath was blowing into his neck, making him feel hot all over, and there was a reaction below.

Gu Yiming tightened his arms around him, Gu Chongchong didn't dare to move, his face turned red, he didn't know what to do, so he could only hold back.The warm feeling in the hand is slowly recovering, it is still very cold compared to the temperature of the body, when he stretched out his hand to his chest, Gu Yiming suddenly jumped up, which startled him, but he still maintained the action just now.

"It's so cold, don't freeze yourself." Gu Yiming was sobered up by him, reached out to hold his cold hand, and asked him, "Why did you wake up so early today?" He turned his head and looked at the wall hanging. It was just past seven o'clock by the clock.

Gu Chongchong blushed and pushed him, Gu Yiming took advantage of the situation and fell to the side, pulling him to lie on his chest.The only window was covered tightly with curtains, so no light could penetrate, the room was still pitch black, and Gu Chongchong's expression was not seen, only slight rapid breathing could be heard. "What's wrong?"

"No...it's okay..." She arched her body, bit her lip, and replied in a low voice.Should he be glad that he didn't build a quilt with him, but the following sentence broke his gratitude.

"Is it cold? Come in quickly." He lifted a corner of the quilt, afraid that his precious son would be frozen.

"No..." Gu Chongchong subconsciously refused, got up and picked up the clothes beside the bed and put them on.Realizing that I have grown up, I can't still be like a child who can't grow up, sleeping in the same bed with my father.I can no longer be coaxed by him, defeat his will, and shake his firmness.He turned his head and said seriously, "Dad, sleep by yourself in the future."

"Oh." Gu Yiming rolled up the quilt, and replied in a neutral manner, with a lazy look.

Gu Chongchong looked at him in surprise, he thought he would not agree, he had asked many times before, but he rejected them one by one, why was he so straightforward this time.Forget it, isn't this what he asked for, as long as he agrees.However, he forgot that Gu Yiming did not agree, let alone promised him anything.

"Good morning, grandma." Gu Chongchong greeted while buttoning up his suit in brand new clothes.

"Wake up, don't sleep any longer." The old lady responded while fiddled with the breakfast on the table.

"Well, I woke up, and my father is still asleep."

"It's okay, it's still early, let him sleep more." The old lady turned out the collar of his shirt that was hidden around his neck, flattened it, and pulled the folds again. "Chong Chong, please persuade Dad, he is almost 37, how can he not have a daughter-in-law, I don't know how many years this old bone can survive."

Gu Chongchong's heart skipped a beat, it was hard for the old lady to hold back her heart for such a long time, she pursed her lips, looking at her aging face, feeling sad for no reason.He raised his head, blinked his eyes, and forced back the hot tears that were about to pour out. "Father...he might not listen." Not wanting to bear her disappointment, he agreed again, "Try."

When Gu Yiming went downstairs, the old lady was adjusting Gu Chongchong's collar.The two were talking about something and when they saw him coming down, they kept silent at the same time, and secretly aimed at him with those eyes that were still hesitating. "Mom, dad hasn't gotten up yet?" Looking around, the old man usually got up early at this time, waiting for them to have breakfast.Why didn't you see the shadow?

"Dad, I went out to visit early in the morning." The old lady filled a bowl of porridge and put it in front of him.

Gu Chongchong took the porridge from the old lady's hand, took a bun and took a hard bite.Pretending to be unconcerned, in fact, his ears were secretly pricked up, listening silently.

"Calling in? Where does he go to drop in?" Gu Yiming took a sip of porridge and asked casually.

"Why do you care so much?" The old lady said angrily after being asked a lot.

The father and son looked at each other, and if something is abnormal, there must be a demon.

Han Qilu had a catch-up sleep in his room, and when he woke up, he found that it was past ten o'clock in the afternoon.After making a phone call and asking for food, I went into the room to freshen up.There were still a few hours before Gu Chongchong's birthday party, and the depression caused by the flight delay disappeared in a flash.

Since the child left, he has had trouble sleeping and eating. For some reason, he always feels that something is wrong with him. Sometimes his figure will appear in his mind inexplicably.He will also be confused, whether it is because of the unwillingness to get it, or the anger of being ignored, or...

At the end of the new year, there are still many things that the company can't finish, but he still throws everything away like a maniac, just to see him. This is still the craziest thing he has ever done.God!Holding a handful of water in both hands and splashing on his face, looking at himself in the mirror, he sighed deeply, took a towel and wiped it casually, and threw it into the washbasin.

The sound of knocking on the door really came through the door panel, one after another.

When the door was opened, the waiter was pushing the dining cart in, lifted the lid, and a hot aroma came out, "Sir, this is the meal you ordered, please take it slow, please call the internal line if you have anything to do."

"En." Han Qilu nodded coldly, and closed the door after seeing him leave.

Looking at the medium-rare steak and wine, there seemed to be a flash in his eyes. A teenager was devouring the food. It was the first time they met.

No matter what, that child is still his flesh and blood. He obviously only wanted to treat him as a collectible, but he didn't know when he caught his eyes and fell in his heart.If there is a hurdle in life that cannot be overcome, then he is that robbery.Feeling apprehensive, what kind of feeling is this?He has never caused such enthusiasm for his favorite SD doll.

What kind of situation will today's birthday party be like?In ancient times, people held a ceremony at the age of 20, and introduced them to people, showing that he is independent and has the ability to act independently. Whether he is an official or a businessman, it depends on their wishes.Does the Gu family also mean that?Let them keep their eyes open and weigh it carefully.

Kyoto Gu family.Notoriously protective and difficult, although he was confident that Gu Chongchong would be well taken care of, he didn't dare to jump to conclusions until he saw him.Gu Yiming will definitely not wrong him, he sighed slightly in his heart, gently caressed his arm, the place that was injured by Gu Chongchong before felt a dull pain.There was a sour and astringent feeling in my heart, I couldn't swallow it, I couldn't spit it out, and I was very stuffy. After two or three mouthfuls of steak, I put down the knife and fork, and couldn't eat any more.

"Father,..." Gu Chongchong sat in front of the computer, remembering what the old lady had told him, he hesitated to speak.

"What's wrong?" Gu Yiming flipped through the book in his hand, took a sip of Biluochun, and asked lightly.

"Dad, don't you want to get married?" Gu Chongchong turned around, unconsciously tapping on the keyboard.Although I really don't want to get involved between them, but this is something they have to face, and it will only be sooner or later.

Gu Yiming raised his head, a slight surprise flashed in his eyes, and he said with a smile, "Why do you ask that?"

Biting his lip, feeling a little inexplicably embarrassed, he turned his face away involuntarily, staring at the movements of his hands, "No, just ask."

"It's not necessary." Turning over a page of the book, he said nonchalantly.

"Why?" Gu Chongchong frowned, a little confused, isn't getting married and having children the most inevitable procedure in life.

Gu Yiming closed the book, put it aside, took off his glasses, leaned against the bed, and looked at him with deep eyes.Gu Chongchong raised his eyes, his eyes met, something seemed to grow between them, he came back to his senses, stood up in a panic, heard that very light sigh, felt even more panic in his heart, and rushed into the bathroom eagerly.

"Chong Chong, you should understand." He didn't want to force him, but when he asked him if he wanted to get married as if nothing had happened, he almost couldn't maintain his gentle mask, so he could only say something softly.No, everything is meaningless, it doesn't matter if you get married or not.

He doesn't know, what should he know.Holding the vanity table with his hands, and leaning his head against the cold mirror, his dryness and heat were dissipated, and he was very distressed.Gu Yiming's words became more and more profound, he couldn't think of any deep meaning, but felt some inexplicable fear, which made him afraid for no reason.

The author has something to say: I have been struggling with the plot, whether to write meat, far away...

Maybe there will be meat tomorrow...