Giant

"What are you thinking about?" While packing up and going back to the room, Ming Zhen saw that Gu Ning had confusedly mixed the clothes of the two of them, so he couldn't help but bumped him with an elbow.

"I didn't think about anything." Gu Ning shook his head, but he still didn't realize that he had hung his clothes with Ming Zhen's, and he was still slowly adjusting his sleeves.Ming Zhen reckoned that he was thinking about He Qing, and he would not be able to hold back talking to himself, so he raised the corners of his mouth, waiting for him to find out.

"Did you suffer a lot of grievances at home when you were young?" Gu Ning was actually still thinking about Mingqi. Although Mrs. Hua's little boyfriend was good-looking and gentle, he was just a stranger. How can it compare to the one beside me.Usually with Mingzhen, Mingzhen never explained that his family treated him badly. If it weren't for all the clues that they showed together, he really thought that Mingzhen was a young master who was raised in a honeypot, and he was simply rich. If you are lucky, you can create a family business that is not small for ordinary people.Of course, it might not be able to compare with Mingshi.

"Why do you all think so? Why do you think you are wronged? Someone said something to you about acidification, or someone thought you were not pleasing and wanted to clean up and teach you a lesson? Even if these things happen, it is normal and it is not a grievance. Think about it, if a person is alive, he has to eat, sleep, and everything costs money and resources. You may not have done all these things by yourself. In exchange for unequal value, if you make a profit, others will suffer. Naturally, I can't understand you and want to find a balance. When I was in the old house of the Ming family, I used to eat and use things that could be counted as good things. Materially I have never been wronged. Moreover, when I was a child, I was very stubborn. My father stayed at home for a long time, and I would never go to Mingqi and them during the holidays. Although I heard about Mingqi when I was young, I still didn’t take it to heart. When he grew up and studied well, especially when my parents divorced, he officially got a half name in the Ming family. If my mother stays in the old house of the Ming family with peace of mind, and only As the wife of the family, Mingqi can’t come to the stage at all, and you have never even heard of the name.” Mingzhen’s eyes were a little dim, and he couldn’t tell right from wrong about what happened in the previous generation, he could only say that it was time. Easy to move.Maybe it's because my father is gone, whenever I think of him, I can think of his goodness even more.If he is still alive, I am afraid that I will still be on guard, and may not be able to recall the childhood friendship.

"Then you don't hate him and his mother at all? I was scared when I heard it, and sweated all over. But my hand is still cold." Gu Ning handed Mingqi his hand, it was really cold.

"What do you hate? Just listen to what my mother said. Their little tricks don't work at all. Not to mention that I have people with my mother by my side. Even if I am really infected, I can use the latest medical methods to go abroad for recuperation. Quit. Then according to my mother's temperament, now they will beat and kill them if they want to, and then they will not be soft. There are many people who love me, so don't worry." Ming Zhen said He hugged Gu Ning in his arms, feeling the warmth in his arms and slowly closed his eyes.These words are not only to comfort Gu Ning, but also to comfort himself. It is one thing to know that someone is hostile to him, but it is another thing to know that he is almost deposed.

The two hugged each other, and the touch in their arms was warm and real, and the love that could be expressed in all words was more deeply rooted in the hearts of the people.I don't know how long it took, maybe for a moment, maybe the hour hand had gone for 10 minutes, and suddenly there was a voice downstairs, as if a maid was calling them down in bad language.

"Let's go. Otherwise, Mrs. Hua will come up later." Gu Ning was a little embarrassed, obviously sometimes he was very proactive, but once they separated, he would blush and shy, which was a bit embarrassing.

Mingzhen found this kind of reflection very interesting, and never exposed him, but said empathetically, "No, my mother is very good at being human, if she tells us not to go down once, it probably won't happen for a while. Call us again."

Gu Ning glared at Ming Zhen, and took a step back, trying to distance himself from him.But in a blink of an eye, I saw the suit and shirt I hung up, and I just put them together in one color, but I didn't notice that the two similar ones were one big and the other small. They looked very harmonious, but they also brought a Unspeakable lingering shares.

Seeing this, Gu Ning glanced at Ming Zhen shyly, reached out and picked out his own, and hung it on the other end.Ming Zhen had the cheek to admit it, not only did not explain, but instead helped pass the clothes, Gu Ning couldn't say anything anymore.

On the second day, according to the original plan, Mrs. Hua took Ming Zhen and Gu Ning to her own art gallery.However, as soon as she entered, she was dragged to ask questions, and Ming Zhen didn't really want to ask her to accompany her the whole time, so she and Gu Ning found an unlocker, and the three of them wandered slowly.

"...the basic concept of constructivism is structure, which is opposed to composition. The model of this monument is imitated from a photo taken a century ago. The main body is made of wood. It consists of two conical spiral structures supported by a central axis The main body is four transparent geometric bodies. It expresses an innovative spirit and functionality, and the most important expression is the principle of 'material authenticity'..." The narrator with gold-rimmed eyes is gentle and oars, as if he has a heart in his chest. With a fire, I can't wait to give it to others.

Ming Zhen followed his hand and looked at the pyramid surrounded by spiral staircases, and nodded incomprehensibly.This so-called art of space and production really makes people unable to understand what the specific function is, but looking at Gu Ning, the interest is very high.

"Do you like it?" Ming Zhen whispered in Gu Ning's ear while no one else was paying attention.

"It's very interesting. This floor is about the history of the development and evolution of art and practicality." Gu Ning turned his head and glanced at Ming Zhen, seeing through his mind, "Do you want to go to the office?"

"I don't want to. What are you going to do there? It just makes people think too much." Although Mingzhen is Mrs. Hua's only son at this stage, and it seems that there will be no more siblings vying for the inheritance in the future, but he doesn't think Mrs. Hua will put himself All the property in hand is left to oneself.Maybe she will have other arrangements, such as giving it to He Qing, if they never get married.

"En." Gu Ning thought about it and understood Ming Zhen's meaning, so he didn't say any more.The boundary between mother and child, he confessed frankly when he participated in a lot, it is rare to have such an enlightened mother as Mrs. Hua, Gu Ning dare not waste the kindness of others to him.

"If you like it, let's go to the memorial hall of the luxury jewelry store. Add something to our house." Ming Zhen said so, but he was thinking about something else.Before leaving, Xiao Mili not only came to look for Gu Ning, but also met Ming Zhen. Although the core of what he said was true, the way was a bit wild.

"At that time, we will have to work hard to introduce some fashion resources to Gu Ning and earn some advertising fees. Filming is tiring and takes up time, so it will be much faster to shoot commercials. The fat and water will not flow to outsiders. I have checked Mrs. Hua's background Yes, it's just a matter of a word from others. You just want to take this opportunity to ease the relationship with Mrs. Hua, why don't you kill multiple birds with one stone?"

The author has something to say:

Sick again, really seven days, and then... bow down, apologies