Seeing Song Zhen like that,
Gu Xinzhou collapsed and kicked and punched in his direction!
She seemed to exert all her strength.
After breaking free, she rolled to the side of the bed, stood in front of the wardrobe, and accused him with clenched fists, "Song Zhen!
You are simply insincere! Not genuine at all! Smooth-talking! Utterly unreliable!
Your behavior has just disappointed me so much!"
Two crystal-clear streams flowed down her face.
All girls wish for the men they love to be a bit steadier, a bit more serious, a bit more earnest, a bit more sincere.
But Song Zhen's performance just now was definitely smooth but not sincere.
Gu Xinzhou's disappointment grew.
He actually thought about how to bluff when she was angry, instead of simply and clearly offering a genuine explanation.
Perhaps teenage girls like it when men tease them like that.
But Gu Xinzhou had passed the age where she listened to love with her ears.
What she wanted had always been just a heart.
Even without sweet nothings.
Even without any embellishments.
A true heart is the sweetest, most priceless thing.
Song Zhen slowly stood up.
He looked at her and distinctly read disappointment in her eyes.
His heart unexpectedly began to panic...
He didn't understand how to get along with her, how to make her happy.
He assumed he knew how to please her, but in reality, things often went contrary to his wishes.
"Zhouzhou... don't cry."
"Song Zhen, I want to go back to Wan'an Town."
The standoff lasted for half an hour.
Gu Yibo, uneasy, came downstairs from the upper floor.
He knocked on his daughter's room door, and Song Zhen had no choice but to open it.
Seeing his daughter, tears also appeared in Gu Yibo's eyes: "Zhouzhou... Dad is sorry, can you forgive me?"
He felt that his daughter must be angry.
Otherwise, why wouldn't she come to see him?
Exhausted in body and mind, Gu Xinzhou spoke softly, "I want to go back to Wan'an Town."
Gu Yibo: "Okay!"
Song Zhen could only compromise.
Gu Xinzhou refused to ride in his car, and she wouldn't ride in Gu Yibo's car either.
Wearing a baseball cap and a mask, carrying her suitcase, she slowly disappeared before the eyes of the two grown men.
Five minutes later.
Song Zhen's phone rang, the caller said, "Boss, Miss Gu took a taxi and left."
Song Zhen spoke gently, "Mm, keep her safe."
Gu Yibo suddenly began to sob, "I also miss Lingwei so much, I miss her terribly.
But...
She must hate me so much that she wouldn't even leave a grave behind!
She didn't leave even a handful of ashes!"
Song Zhen suddenly thought of something, turned, and grabbed Gu Yibo: "Uncle Gu!
There's something I have never told you!"
Gu Yibo was startled by Song Zhen's sudden movement.
He asked in a daze, "Ah? What is it?"
Song Zhen: "I suspect that Fang Lingwei didn't die at all!"
Gu Yibo: "..."
Song Zhen took Gu Yibo into the study and seriously recounted everything he knew and guessed.
And Gu Yibo's originally dim eyes gradually brightened.
He asked with self-reproach and anxiety, "If... if Lingwei is really still alive, why wouldn't she come to find me? Why not come to find Xinzhou?
Does she hate me?
No, that's not right. I go back to Wan'an Town every month to stay with Lan Baozhen for a week, fulfilling my filial duties. I've never heard the neighbors mention it, and Lan Baozhen never brought it up.
Could it be that Lingwei doesn't want Xinzhou anymore, doesn't want me, and doesn't even want her own mother?"
"Not wanting you is normal, but not wanting her own mother is impossible," Song Zhen said, voicing a painful truth. Then, thoughtfully, he added, "Either she has lost all her memories, or she has lost the ability to appear before us."