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After returning to the company from the film crew, he was busy all afternoon. Because there were still many things to deal with, Gu Zhengqing sent a text message to Shen Heng, telling him that he would not go back at night.

He worked overtime with other members of the project team in the company. He was busy until three o'clock in the morning before returning to the lounge next to the president's office. He fell on the bed and fell asleep as soon as he touched the pillow.

Early the next morning, he was woken up by the alarm clock again, and after working in the dark all day, he finally decided on a new plan.

Gu Zhengqing came out of the conference room, rubbed his stiff neck, and took the elevator back to the office.

After sitting on the soft office chair, he felt himself alive again.

As he got older, Gu Zhengqing felt that his body was more strenuous than before, and every time he stayed up late, he had headaches as sequelae.

He glanced at the time and saw that there was still an hour before the end of get off work, he paused, and resignedly took the file next to him to continue reading.

He had just read the first three lines when the cell phone rang suddenly.

It's Cheng Zimo's call.

Gu Zhengqing continued to stare at the file, and casually picked up the phone, "Tell me something, I'm busy."

Cheng Zimo shook the phone and said, "As expected of Mr. Gu, he has a very temper."

Gu Zhengqing couldn't help laughing, "You went on a business trip for four consecutive days, and when you came back, you didn't even have time to catch your breath, so you stayed up all night and worked overtime to change the plan. How can you have a good temper?"

Cheng Zi thought about Gu Zhengqing's working state for a while, and couldn't help but feel his scalp tingling.

It seems that he made the right decision not to inherit the family company.

He didn't want to be born prematurely and waste his good time working overtime in the company.

Seeing that the other side was silent, Gu Zhengqing guessed that Cheng Zimo must be slandering him, so he said, "Okay! Let's get down to business, I still have two documents to read."

You are such a workaholic, Cheng Zimo clicked his tongue twice, and finally got down to business, "I want to tell you that Mrs. Gu will be discharged from the hospital this afternoon."

Gu Zhengqing's smile froze on his face, he put down his pen, leaned his head back on the chair back, looked at the ceiling with distracted eyes, and after a few seconds, he said: "I see, I will pay for the medical expenses."

Cheng Zimo chuckled, "I knew you would be soft-hearted. Is it because you didn't come to see Mrs. Gu these days? You don't need to pay. We have been brothers for many years, so we don't need your money."

Gu Zhengqing couldn't help laughing when he heard the words, but the smile was very light and quickly disappeared from the corner of his mouth. He closed his eyes and sighed silently, "Gu, how is Mrs. Gu's health?"

"It's not a big problem, it's just that I fainted from a sudden attack. The elderly's recovery is slow, so they have been recuperating in the hospital for so long." Cheng Zimo continued: "I gave the old lady a physical examination, and there is nothing serious. But you also know that she is so old, and there will definitely be chronic diseases in old age."

Gu Zhengqing nodded.

In the past, the only thing he thought about the Gu family was Mrs. Gu, but now that they have severed the relationship, there is a place in his heart that still belongs to Mrs. Gu, but he hid it in a corner.

Cheng Zimo could probably guess what he was thinking in the future, and he said with relief: "The three of us can be good brothers for so many years, it is inseparable from your emphasis on affection and loyalty. You are such a person, so don't overcorrect ,take it easy."

Although Cheng Zimo said it tactfully, Gu Zhengqing heard the subtext in his words clearly, and joked: "It's not easy, I finally heard your Dean Cheng praise me."

Seeing that Gu Zhengqing made a joke, Cheng Zimo knew that he was in a better mood, so he also joked, "It's always my honor to be able to praise Gu."

When Cheng Zimo said this, he suddenly stopped, and Gu Zhengqing could vaguely hear someone talking to Cheng Zimo from the opposite side.

After a few seconds, Cheng Zimo's voice rang again on the phone, "Madam Gu is leaving, I'll see her off."

Gu Zhengqing knew that Cheng Zimo did it for his sake, so he nodded slightly.

After hanging up the phone, Gu Zhengqing adjusted his mood just after drinking a cup of coffee, and he was a little surprised at the speed.

Gu Zhengqing continued to look at the documents at hand. If he didn't speed up, he wouldn't be able to leave work on time.

He overestimated the impact of Cheng Zimo's phone call on him. His work efficiency was not affected at all, but a little faster.

Just after six o'clock, he finished reading the two documents.

Gu Zhengqing walked out of the office and saw Secretary Song's hair that was so oily that it could almost be fried. He was amused and a little bit uneasy, and said, "You have worked hard recently, go back and rest early, and you will get a bonus this month."

Secretary Song immediately put a smile on his tired face, stood up and bowed slightly to Gu Zhengqing: "Thank you, Mr. Gu."

Following Gu Zhengqing, she has no other shortcomings except that her work is tiring, and every hard work she puts in will be seen in her eyes, and Gu Zhengqing's personality is also very good. I think of the last moody, stingy boss like Grandet, Secretary Song I think Gu Zhengqing is an angel.

Gu Zhengqing walked to the door and fell back, saying: "Let the project team go back to rest."

Secretary Song nodded.

Only then did Gu Zhengqing feel relieved, went to the underground parking lot, and drove home.

He was not very lucky today, and he was stuck on the road for more than half an hour before returning home.

Opening the door of the apartment, he walked straight to the sofa and fell down.

Shen Heng saw Gu Zhengqing's behavior like a free fall, and with a smile on the corner of his mouth, he walked over and asked, "Mr. Gu came back late today, did he work overtime?"

Gu Zhengqing buried his head in the sofa, and his voice was muffled: "No, there's a traffic jam."

Seeing that Gu Zhengqing had collapsed on the sofa before changing his suit, Shen Heng knew that he was very tired, and asked, "Mr. Gu, should we take a rest first, or should we eat first?"

Gu Zhengqing was finally willing to show his head, "I'll take a rest first."

Shen Heng looked at Gu Zhengqing's fluffy and messy hair, his hands were a little itchy, he resisted the urge to rub it, and continued to ask: "Does Mr. Gu still have a headache, do you want me to give you a massage?"

Gu Zhengqing shook her head: "My head doesn't hurt, but my legs feel a bit uncomfortable."

When he was on a business trip before, he attended several dinner parties, and with all kinds of affairs, he was unable to sit down and rest for almost a whole day. After returning to the company, he walked around in the conference room, discussing issues, and his legs were swollen. Powerful, sour and numb.

Shen Heng glanced at Gu Zhengqing's posture, and said, "Mr. Gu, move a little to the left, or sit up."

Gu Zhengqing was very lazy and didn't want to get up again, writhing on the sofa like an earthworm.

Shen Heng is so cute, the corners of his mouth are even more curved.

Gu Zhengqing's two calves were propped up on the sofa, and Shen Heng stood beside him, bending over to help him massage.

As soon as Shen Heng pressed it, Gu Zhengqing almost couldn't help but feel comfortable.

With this posture, he couldn't turn his head to look at Shen Heng, so he could only tilt his head and ask, "Heng, your massage techniques are too good, have you learned from others?"

Shen Heng nodded: "I have indeed learned from others."

Gu Zhengqing became interested and asked, "When did it happen?"

Shen Heng paused and said: "There is a blind massage shop next to my school, and I studied with the shop owner for a period of time in order to work there."

"Blind massage shop?" Gu Zhengqing couldn't believe it: "Do you work there?"

Shen Heng explained: "In addition, there are three people in my shop, none of us are blind, the shop owner taught us to wear sunglasses to pretend to be blind."

Gu Zhengqing couldn't help laughing: "You guys are deceiving consumers!"

"The owner of the store is really blind." Shen Heng continued, "Although I am not blind, I still have professional massage techniques."

Gu Zhengqing nodded in agreement.

Shen Heng just pressed it for a while, and his soreness was relieved a lot.

Gu Zhengqing was already mentally exhausted, and Shen Heng pressed comfortably. He closed his eyes and lay on the sofa, and soon his consciousness became blurred.

Seeing that Gu Zhengqing had calmed down, Shen Heng paused for a moment.

He never thought that massaging Gu Zhengqing would become a kind of torture.

The calf under the straight suit pants is straight and slender. Although Gu Zhengqing doesn't pay attention to fitness, the meat on the calf is very soft and elastic, and feels very good to the touch.

Shen Heng's Adam's apple slipped, and he seemed to be able to see the smooth skin through the fabric.

He tried his best to have no distractions, but the more he raised his hand, the more charming his mind became.

With his hands resting on his knees, he raised his eyes to look at Gu Zhengqing: "Mr. Gu, do you need to continue to massage upwards?"

Gu Zhengqing almost fell asleep, didn't notice how deep and hoarse Shen Heng's voice was, and replied in a daze.

Shen Heng received an affirmative answer, his eyes were dark and dark, his fingers crossed the line of defense, and continued to go up.

Gu Zhengqing's thigh was softer than his calf, and thinner than he imagined. He almost covered the back half with his open hand.

Shen Heng looked down at the scene in front of him - his hands were placed on his legs wrapped in suit pants, and there was a soft touch under his fingertips. The black and white visual impact stimulated his sensitive nerves.

Because he used all his strength to bear it, his arms were trembling slightly, and Shen Heng massaged the top of his knees in a regular manner, not daring to move forward at all.

Gu Zhengqing didn't know this at all. He was massaged so comfortably that he felt like he was floating on a cloud in his sleep.

There was no sound in the room, except for the occasional slight rustling of fingers rubbing against the fabric.

After an unknown amount of time, a doorbell broke the silence.

Shen Heng glanced at Gu Zhengqing, who was soundly asleep, walked lightly to the door, looked at the people in the surveillance, and subconsciously turned to look at Gu Zhengqing.

He hesitated for a few seconds, and finally walked to Gu Zhengqing's side, shaking his shoulders a few times: "Mr. Gu, wake up."

Gu Zhengqing woke up suddenly, looked at Shen Heng with sleepy eyes: "What's wrong?"

Shen Heng paused, and said, "Is someone here?"

Gu Zhengqing sat up rubbing her eyes, and asked casually, "Who is it?"

"It's Mrs. Gu."

Gu Zhengqing's hand stopped in mid-air, and his brain was completely awake. He suddenly raised his head and looked at Shen Heng, in disbelief: "Who is it?!"

Before Shen Heng could answer, Gu Zhengqing stood up and walked towards the door.

He looked at the white-haired, dignified and elegant old man in a velvet cheongsam in the surveillance video, and pursed his lips.

It has been more than seven years since he bought this apartment, and Mrs. Gu had never been here before. He didn't understand why Mrs. Gu came here at this point in time?

Shen Heng saw that Gu Zhengqing was silent all the time, and did not speak to break the silence.

Mrs. Gu is a heart disease of Gu Zhengqing, he has no way to cure it, he can only let Gu Zhengqing dig out the carrion by himself, and gradually heal.

It's just hard to say whether it will leave permanent scars.

Gu Zhengqing's expression was always calm. He calmly turned off the video, opened the door calmly, and greeted Mrs. Gu calmly.

Madam Gu's expression was also like that of a frozen lake, making it impossible to see any clues of emotion.

The driver stopped outside the door, and Mrs. Gu walked into the house alone.

When she saw Shen Heng standing in the living room, her footsteps stopped, and a trace of shock flashed across her eyes, "You, who are you?"

Shen Heng showed a standard smile, and introduced himself: "Hello, Mrs. Gu, my name is Shen Heng."

The two looked at each other for a few seconds, and Mrs. Gu suddenly looked at Gu Zhengqing.

Gu Zhengqing said: "This is my friend, staying with me temporarily."

Old Madam Gu looked at Shen Heng again, her eyes full of scrutiny and vigilance.

Shen Heng always had the calm look just now, but his eyes were as black as thick ink.

The scene froze for a while, Madam Gu compromised and looked away, and looked at Gu Zhengqing again: "Zhengqing, let me come and see you."

Gu Zhengqing nodded, pointed to the sofa and said, "Madam Gu, please sit down, I'll get you a glass of water."

There is no intimacy between the two of ordinary grandparents, as if separated by a transparent wall, they are stranger than strangers.

Shen Heng stopped Gu Zhengqing and said, "Sit down, I'll pour water."

Gu Zhengqing paused, nodded, and sat on the small sofa next to him.

There was a distance of four or five meters between the two, each sitting on the side of the sofa, staring ahead, neither of them had the intention to speak.

After Shen Heng came back with the cup, he said to Gu Zhengqing, "Mr. Gu, I'm going out to do some shopping."

Hearing Shen Heng's address to Gu Zhengqing, Madam Gu looked over with sharp eyes, but when she saw the smile on Gu Zhengqing's face, she was in a daze and swallowed the words again.

After Shen Heng went out, the last trace of movement in the room disappeared.

After a full minute of silence, Mrs. Gu said, "Zhengqing, have you had dinner yet?"

Mrs. Gu's tone was still so calm, without a trace of emotion, just like her, a god statue enshrined in the ancestral hall, without any popularity.

Gu Zhengqing shook her head: "Not yet."

Mrs. Gu was not surprised at all, she knew this grandson well, he was desperate at work, and often forgot to eat.

She pointed to the thermos bucket on the table and said, "No matter how busy you are at work, you have to eat on time. I made Yangchun noodles for you. Can you taste it?"

Gu Zhengqing looked at the thermos with a dazed expression.

He no longer remembered how long Madam Gu hadn't cooked, and only today did he realize that he no longer remembered the taste.

Seeing this sunny side at this moment, Gu Zhengqing didn't miss it at all, but just thought it was funny.

He looked at the dining table and said softly: "Madam Gu, don't worry about me, Ah Heng has already prepared dinner for me, but I haven't had time to eat it yet."

Mrs. Gu looked over, only to find that there were sumptuous dishes on the table, and her simple bowl of Yangchun noodles was nothing compared to it.

She raised her head and looked around the strange room, and couldn't help laughing at herself.

She misses so much.

She didn't know what Zhengqing's place used to be like, who the new guy he met, who he would eat seriously at night now, and his... details of his life in the past seven years.

There was a trace of sadness in Mrs. Gu's eyes, she turned her head to look at Gu Zhengqing, and saw a child walking towards her in a daze.

Full of joy, she reached out to pick it up, but only touched a cloud of air.

Gu Zhengqing saw that Mrs. Gu's eyes fell on him, but she didn't seem to be looking at him, so he coughed lightly, calling back Mrs. Gu's thoughts.

Gu Zhengqing's tone was as light as a gust of wind: "How is your health recently?"

"I was hospitalized some time ago." Mrs. Gu looked at Gu Zhengqing's indifferent expression, and hesitated to speak.

Gu Zhengqing said politely, "Take care of your body."

Hearing these familiar words, Mrs. Gu suddenly raised her head to look at Gu Zhengqing.

It's just that she couldn't see those eyes full of concern. She searched Gu Zhengqing's face carefully, but couldn't find any tender emotion.

"Have you come to see me?" Mrs. Gu still asked the words in her heart.

"Sorry." Gu Zhengqing nodded slightly, "I've been too busy recently."

Old Mrs. Gu was stunned for a few seconds when she heard the words, her face faded, her energy was quickly drained, her body trembled a few times, her straight spine bent, and she was judged by the elegant and dignified old lady before. If there are two people.

She understands that "busy at work" is just an excuse.

The company encountered a big crisis before. Gu Zhengqing was so busy that he didn't touch the ground for several days and slept for four hours in three days. However, he would still find time to visit her in the hospital, chat with her, and patiently inquire about her condition to the attending doctor.

During the half month of hospitalization, she looked at the door every day, expecting to see that familiar figure.

But hope is dashed again and again.

Gu Zhixiong, Jiang Yuehua, and other members of the Gu family often came, but she didn't want to see them.

She grew up in a famous family and received special training. Later, she married into the Gu family and experienced several ups and downs. She is the best at observing people's opinions and understanding people's hearts. Just looking into the eyes of those people, she knows that all the concerns are hypocrisy , are purposeful.

Looking into such eyes every day, her heart was cold.

It was only then that she missed Gu Zhengqing's clean eyes, without the slightest conflict of interest, and cared for her like a grandma.

She thought so much that she couldn't sleep at night, and sat there all day looking at the door, but she didn't receive a single call, let alone Gu Zhengqing's visit.

It's easier to think about the past when you calm down.

Mrs. Gu just thought back a little bit, and realized that she was so outrageous before.

She watched Gu Zhengqing grow up with her own eyes.

Although she was dissatisfied with Gu's mother-in-law as a daughter-in-law, her heart melted when she saw the newborn, limp little Gu Zhengqing.

Later, the Gu family went bankrupt, and Gu's mother worked outside day and night. Seeing her four-year-old grandson pretending to be calm and sensible while he was so scared, she felt very distressed. Picked up the dirty dishcloth and took care of the whole house.

Although that time was poor, it was the brightest color in her gray and dull life.

But at some point, she became that old Mrs. Gu who only cared about her family and appearance, pushing her favorite grandson farther and farther with her own hands.

When she came to her senses, there were only these hypocritical "Gu family members" left beside her, but Gu Zhengqing was nowhere to be seen.

Mrs. Gu's cloudy old eyes were flooded.

She looked at the thermos bucket on the table, as if she was looking at the last straw, stretched out her hand, and opened the lid tremblingly, "This is your favorite Yangchun noodle, I put it in the thermos bucket as soon as I made it, it should be It's still hot, try it if it tastes good..."

When she saw the Yangchun noodles in the bucket, the conversation stopped abruptly.

Gu Zhengqing could almost guess the shape of the noodles without looking at them. He paused and said softly: "The noodles can't be left in the soup for a long time, they will get lumpy."

As Gu Zhengqing said, the noodles seemed to have been soaked, and the roots were no longer distinct, but sticky together, and it would probably break if eaten in the mouth without touching the teeth, and the taste was very bad.

Mrs. Gu was stunned for a while, and finally lowered her hand weakly.

She was sitting on the sofa in a daze, her straight white hair was a little messy, and her eyes were not as bright as before.

The god and Buddha enshrined in the ancestral hall finally remembered that she was still a mortal body, with all kinds of emotions and six desires. She fell into the world again, but there were no hands to catch her. She fell heavily to the ground, feeling indescribable pain.

Gu Zhengqing noticed that Mrs. Gu's mental state was very bad, he opened his mouth and swallowed the words again.

Now that he has made up his mind to sever ties with the Gu family, he will not do anything unnecessary.

Gu Zhengqing stood up, and said politely and rudely: "Although Mrs. Gu has been discharged from the hospital, she still needs to pay attention to rest to avoid overwork."

Mrs. Gu heard the meaning of the order to chase away guests in her words, and suddenly raised her head to look at Gu Zhengqing, her eyes were full of disbelief.

Gu Zhengqing noticed the way Mrs. Gu looked at him, but continued, "I'll call and ask the driver to come up and help you."

As soon as he took out the phone, he heard Mrs. Gu say: "No need, I'll go down by myself."

After she finished speaking, she stood up and walked out. Gu Zhengqing looked at Mrs. Gu's legs, hesitated for a few seconds, and said, "I'll see you off."

Mrs. Gu paused, her eyes lit up again.

Gu Zhengqing changed her clothes and went out with Mrs. Gu.

He followed Mrs. Gu, keeping a distance, so that if Mrs. Gu fell down, he could help her immediately.

The two got on the elevator.

The numbers displayed on the screen kept shrinking, and neither of them spoke before the elevator door opened.

As soon as they walked out of the gate of the apartment building, the driver greeted them.

Seeing the driver coming, Gu Zhengqing nodded and handed Mrs. Gu to him.

Seeing the indifferent expression on Gu Zhengqing's face, Mrs. Gu suddenly realized that she was wrong.

Gu Zhengqing sent her down because of the respect and politeness of the younger generation, even if it was an unfamiliar old man, he would send her down.

Gu Zhengqing nodded at Mrs. Gu, turned and left.

The speed was so fast that Mrs. Gu didn't even have a chance to speak.

Mrs. Gu subconsciously took a step forward, but there was a natural gap between the two of them.

Looking at Gu Zhengqing's back, Mrs. Gu forgot the decency she had been pursuing all along, trembling all over, and stretched out her hand to Gu Zhengqing.

It's just that she can no longer hold on to the child playing around her lap, nor can she hold on to the young man who takes care of her when she is sick.

She finally lost her grandson with her own hands.