The woman's miserable little face kept surfacing in Cheng Zihao's mind, and his mood became so bad that he leaned back in his seat and was silent. His eyes inadvertently skimmed over the pink handbag on the side, and there was an overwhelming lethargy in his heart, and he commanded in a loud voice: Go back!
Completely speechless, Zhao Dongcheng flashed his headlights and made a U-turn at the crossroads in front of him, driving along the small road in the direction he had just parked.
As expected by Cheng Zihao, the depressed woman was hugging her knees, shrinking in the roadside flowers and staring down at the ground. Any more anger had dissipated the moment he saw her.
The autumn sun was still fierce, Cheng Zihao quickly got out of the car, walked to Gu Xijun s body and squatted down, helplessly asked, I will send you back.
The woman shook her head and clenched her teeth to keep quiet. There were two tear tracks at the corners of her eyes, as if she had cried when he left.
Why are you crying? Cheng Zihao stretched out his long and slender fingers to the corners of her eyes, his heart was a little unhappy: did that man bully you just now?
The woman shook her head again, for a long time before looking up at Cheng Zihao, her eyes slightly red, slowly said: he is my father's friend, before I had told his wife about him playing with women, and finally made a chicken fly away.
Being willing to open her mouth to speak proved that Gu Xijun's mood had improved. Cheng Zihao Qua faintly hmmm'd for a long time before continuing, Self-inflicted sins cannot be lived.
He also told me that Dad was getting married, and that the woman was younger than me. Although he left the Gu family for half a year, Gu Xijun still failed to accept the model father in the eyes of others and betrayed his sick mom. When my mom was critically ill, they were already hanging out together ... Even when the doctor gave the critical notice, they were still partying on the cruise ship.
When she finished speaking, crystalline tears quickly filled Gu Xijun's red and swollen eyes. She sucked in her nose and hardened her tears, rising to red cheeks and looking at Cheng Zihao with a sad face, no longer speaking.
Life is always cruel and you have to try to accept some facts that you can't change. Everyone has to live their own way, your dad did and so do you. If you live in painful memories forever, you will only suffer more. Cheng Zihao wasn't very good at placating people, but everything he said came from the bottom of his heart.
At one time, he had experienced pain and hardships that were incomprehensible to the onlookers, and he had been careful all the way. It was as if one wrong step would never be turned around.
Cheng Zihao couldn't get a response, so he sighed and reached out to help Gu Xijun wipe the tears from the corners of her eyes, and said in a soothing voice: Tired of crying, right? I'll take you to lunch, lest you have low blood sugar later and faint again.
Gu Xijun continued to be silent, her small pink face reddening. Cheng Zihao sighed helplessly and just stood on the side of the road watching her, not leaving either.
There were more and more people coming and going, and the good young man even took out his cell phone and wanted to take a picture, only to be discovered by Cheng Zihao, who glared at the other person fiercely. The young man was like a mouse meeting a cat and fled in fear.
I don't know how long it took,Gu Xijun finally felt hungry, her face flushed with a hint of redness, and pitifully said to Cheng Zihao: Hungry, let's go eat hot and sour noodles.
Hot and sour noodles?
Uh-huh!
When Cheng Zihao sat in the humble hot and sour noodle store, he actually had a fidgety feeling, and only gloom remained on his handsome face. He stole a glance at Gu Xijun and found that she was carefully weaving her waist-length hair into a twisted braid, which was casually resting on the back of her head.
Eat, every time I'm in a bad mood, my brother will take me to eat hot and sour noodles. Gu Xijun picked up her chopsticks, added some sour asparagus to the bowl, and ate it unhurriedly.
Looking at the hot and sour noodles floating with chili peppers, Cheng Zihao only felt a throbbing pain coming from his stomach. He was the general manager of the company, the energetic Cheng Zihao on the court, and the meticulous and elegant man in life, but at this moment, he was unable to do anything about a bowl of hot and sour noodles, and his heart could not help but choke a little.