Si Xingyu is never stingy in praising Gu Qingzhou.
She is his.
For her own things, Si Xingyu feels good. Everything is good. No other person or thing can replace her. She is unique.
Since he met Gu Qingzhou, Si Xingyu has a view in his eyes. In his opinion, other women are walking corpses and disgusting.
Only his boat, charming and pure, blooms quietly in the branches of his life, dotted with his monotony.
Then she was shy for the first time.
At this time, Si Xingpei realized that she was happy when he praised her.
She was vaguely happy and happy, and all evolved into shyness. She fell into his arms, soft and clever.
He raised her head and kissed her.
After kissing the fierce place, his hand fell down and wanted to tear open her clothes and enter the secluded path she had never cultivated, completely blending with her water emulsion.
He wanted to turn her into his own woman and physically possess her.
His idea is very intense and fanatical, and Gu Qingzhou knows it.
So she resisted.
"Si Xingpei!" She sobbed out his name.
The secretary was surprised.
When he returned to his mind, her eyes were wet, like a wounded little beast. Her emotions were very complex, no longer simple resistance and disgust.
With her own complexity, she said softly, "come on, not today."
The secretary was panting heavily.
"Don''t..." Gu Qingzhou turned away, feeling wronged and flustered.
Si Xingpeng sighed and got up from her.
The two men lay quietly. After a long time, his breathing became stable, and the impulse disappeared from him.
The air was silent and cold.
Gu Qingzhou shrank in the quilt. She thought she would never marry him. He didn''t have to stick to anything for her. She suggested to him: "you''re always uncomfortable. Men often hold it and it''s bad for their health. Why don''t you go to the hall..."
The secretary was laughing.
He gently pinched her nose and said, "when I go to the hall, you have an excuse to dislike my nausea, don''t you? Gu Qingzhou, I won''t be fooled by you!"
His voice is inexplicable and a little charming.
Gu Qingzhou drops his lashes gently.
A moment later, she said, "it doesn''t really matter whether I dislike you or not."
"Of course it does." The Secretary said, "the boat is the most important person for me!"
Gu Qingzhou closed his eyes tightly, as if he could close his heart tightly. No sound could penetrate and there was no trace.
The time passed quickly. Gu Qingzhou was going back.
When he left, Si xingxuan could not bear it. He stood at the door, hugged her waist and kissed her again and again.
"Canoe..." He hugged her and hugged her in his arms.
"In a few days, I''ll take you out to play!" Si Xingyu said, "I have a secret that I want you to know very much. Moreover, I also want to take you to meet someone."
"What secret, who?" Gu Qingzhou asked.
But Si Xingpei sold it and didn''t tell her.
It was already dusk when Gu Qingzhou returned to Gu residence.
It''s a complete mess at home.
Many people came to his hometown in the countryside. They were all Gu Guizhang''s brothers and sisters, as well as nieces and nephews.
The bones of Qin Zheng have been sent to the funeral home. After the old lady''s funeral, Gu Guizhang''s brother will help Ling back to his hometown, and then hold the funeral of Qin Zheng. It''s early winter, and the bones don''t stink so easily.
The face of Gu residence is a little trance, just like in a dream.
Qin Zheng died like this.
"Abba, Muma won''t kill herself. Someone in the police station must have killed her!" Gu Xiang''s eyes were swollen with tears. She held Gu Guizhang''s arm and wanted Gu Guizhang to seek justice for Qin Zheng.
Gu Guizhang pushed her away.
Gu Xiang saw Gu Qingzhou again. She rushed over to fight Gu Qingzhou: "you''ve got your wish now. You killed my mother. You must have bought the military and police and killed my mother!"
Gu Qingzhou suddenly came forward and slapped her in the face.
"Your mother killed my mother and the old lady. She committed suicide. What''s wrong with her?" Gu Qingzhou''s eyebrows and eyes were indifferent. "Gu Xiang, do you want to go to jail?"
Gu Xiang immediately remembered that Gu Qingzhou had evidence of her murder in her hand. She was scared to death and retreated to the side.
At night, Gu Qingzhou and Gu Shao stood on the balcony, looking at the flashing neon in the distance, and were silent for a long time.
Gu Qingzhou''s hands were frozen stiff.
Gu Shao stretched out his hand and held her tightly. The two people depended on each other to absorb warmth.
"I''m not her son." Gu Shao also told Gu Qingzhou in a tone of closing the coffin.
Qin Zheng''s plea that day has explained everything. There is no need to check the evidence.
"Yes." Gu Qingzhou has a fleeting smile, "fortunately you are not, otherwise you are also my enemy. Elder brother, I am very grateful."
Gu Shao held his hand tighter and wrapped Gu Qingzhou tightly.
Wet and cold wind, drilling from the collar.
"She''s dead. No one knows who I am anymore." Gu Shao looked blankly at the dark night sky, and his eyes were as black as the blue dome.
"No, she''s dead. You''ll always be the young master of the family. This will never change. Brother, your identity will be stable when she''s dead. Why are you confused?" Gu Qingzhou road.
Gu Shao was silent.
"You don''t want to be the son of your family?" Gu Qingzhou asked.
Gu Shao doesn''t want to.
It''s not that he doesn''t want to be the son of her family. He just doesn''t want to be her nominal brother.
Brother, it means nothing.
Gu Shao had a faint conflict in his heart.
He is soft and kind, and he doesn''t know how to fight for it. The only thing he can do is to keep his fantasy. One day, when the opportunity comes, his identity is not the gap between them.
"I don''t know, Zhouzhou." Gu Shao lowered his head.
They hold hands, like two children crossing the road, resist the danger together, go to the other side of the road together, and look for a new life.
Old lady Gu went to a funeral after she had been suspended for three days.
The people from Gu''s hometown helped her coffin back to her hometown, but Gu Guizhang didn''t go.
Gu Guizhang also has a funeral for Qin Zheng.
There were only two people left in the old house to send Qin Zheng to the funeral.
Qin Zheng was only suspended for three days and was buried in a cemetery in the west of the city. A small tomb was filled with her bones. Her name and her picture are on the tombstone.
Gu Xiang and Gu Ying burst into tears. Gu Guizhang seemed to be in his teens. His aunts and wives didn''t know much about interest.
Only Gu Qingzhou and Gu Shao are relatively calm.
"It''s strange that Gu Wei didn''t come back to her mother''s funeral." Gu Qingzhou thought.
Gu Wei is in Nanjing. Can''t his current identity be made public?
Gu Qingzhou also tentatively asked Gu Guizhang, "did you hear that Nanjing wanted to interrogate his wife?" Gu Guizhang was stunned: "Nanjing?"
He hasn''t heard of it.
Gu Wei''s news is only limited to the supervisor''s army and the company who robbed the message. No one else knows.
It may be that his position has not been firmly established, and Gu Wei hasn''t heard anything about it for the time being.
"Gu Wei is very independent." Gu Qingzhou thought, "when she dared to run, she was different from Gu Xiang and Gu Ying''s weakness; she could change her face and erase her former identity, which was even better."
So Gu Wei became a bomb and hung over the top of Gu''s boat. I don''t know when she fell and exploded.
Gu Qingzhou didn''t disclose the matter to anyone in the Gu family, including Gu Shao.
When Qin Zheng died, Gu Xiang and Gu Ying, the two sisters, died and were particularly counselled.
Gu Qingzhou did not pity those who were arrogant and timid when they lost power, but only felt deep disgust. Without Qin Zheng, the two sisters can still have a little backbone. Gu Qingzhou may look up at them.
Gu residence is still headed by her second aunt.
When Gu Qingzhou came back occasionally, he could hear the laughter at home.
Qin Zheng died, and the heavy stone on the heads of his aunts and wives completely disappeared. Everyone pulled away the dark clouds to see the bright moon.
At the end of October, at the weekend, Gu Qingzhou heard that her second aunt discussed with Gu Guizhang: "let''s save some servants by quitting. The master is still so young, and he must marry a new wife and spend money everywhere. There must be a hostess in our family, doesn''t he?"
He said he was thinking of Gu Guizhang, but in fact he wanted to drive away all Qin Zheng''s trusted servants and replace them with a group of his own people.
Gu Guizhang didn''t think so deeply, but his second aunt''s words inspired him.
His wife died when he got promoted and became rich, and Qin Zheng died. Gu Guizhang''s future may officially begin.
Isn''t it pleasing to marry another famous woman in her twenties who is as beautiful as flowers and has stayed abroad?
"OK, listen to you." Gu Guizhang rarely smiles.
There is still a great splash in public opinion about taking care of the family, which many people point out.
The old lady of the mansion called Gu Qingzhou and comforted her. She made her several clothes and bought jewelry to comfort her.
Schools also need gossip.
Although the students in the class were joking behind their backs, they still sympathized with Gu Qingzhou face to face.
"I didn''t expect that your mother was so miserable. You should be sad. The retribution finally came, didn''t it?"
Gu Qingzhou was a little numb to these words.
At the beginning of the winter month, Gu Qingzhou''s birthday came. She wanted to send a telegram to her master and nanny in the countryside, but she thought that last time the company sent someone to the countryside to find it. What if the telegram leaked her whereabouts?
Gu Qingzhou hesitated for a few days.
She didn''t want Si Xingpei to find her nurse and master, but she missed them very much.
After hesitation, Gu Qingzhou sent a telegram to her other master, Zhang ChuChu, asking Zhang ChuChu to try to contact her master, mu Zonghe.
On the seventh day of the winter month, Gu Qingzhou received a telegram from master mu Zonghe.
"Well, my son, don''t read."
The telegram had only six words, but Gu Qingzhou''s tears flowed down the telegram.
On the eighth day of the winter month, it happens to be December 23 of the Western calendar.
Tomorrow is Christmas Eve. The school has arranged an artistic performance. Gu Qingzhou asked for leave some time ago and didn''t participate in any.
After Christmas, it''s the weekend.
The school had a three-day holiday and a two-day literary performance. Si Xingpei sent someone to take a five-day holiday for Gu Qingzhou.
"Go, I''ll take you to Suzhou." The Secretary has prepared his luggage.