Gu Beisheng took a deep breath and was speechless for a moment.
Fu Xizhou's deep voice sounded again: "Xiao Shi just woke up from a nightmare when she took a nap. You can coax her to sleep tonight."
"...Hmm." After a long while, Gu Beisheng responded and asked with some worry: "How is her mood now?"
"not too good."
Gu Beisheng frowned, feeling a little distressed: "I'll be back soon."
After hanging up the phone, Gu Beisheng got into the car directly.
…
Forty minutes later, it was already 8:50 pm.
Gu Beisheng returned to live in Nan'an.
After parking the car, I got out of the car and saw that the balloons were still tied up. I immediately remembered the scene of Fu Xizhou wearing a bulky and warm Mickey Mouse cartoon suit when he greeted Xiao Shi during the day.
Her eyes softened a little, and just for a moment, she remembered the nightmare she had never forgotten.
The contradiction and pain made her frown.
He shook his head and quickly stepped into the living room.
From a distance, Fu Xizhou saw Lean sitting on the sofa with a newspaper in his hand.
She suddenly became nervous, swallowed her throat, and stopped.
Fu Xizhou put down the newspaper and looked back at her with deep and gentle eyes. He stood up and walked towards her.
Gu Beisheng looked at the man getting closer and closer, so nervous that he even breathed a little lighter.
A step away, he stopped.
"How's the check going?"
Gu Beisheng shook his head: "I didn't find anything."
Fu Xizhou took a step closer and raised his hand: "Your face doesn't look good."
Before the man's hand touched her face, she took a step back and said calmly: "I'm going to read the poem."
Fu Xizhou: "She has fallen asleep."
Gu Beisheng frowned. For a moment, he didn't know how to face it: "I suddenly remembered..."
Fu Xizhou's eyes were intense and he interrupted her softly: "Do you have anything to tell me?"
Gu Beisheng: "...No."
Fu Xizhou's eyes were as bright as fire, and he looked at her beautiful face for a moment.
"Well, I..."
Fu Xizhou interrupted her slowly again, his eyes darkening a lot: "What kind of woman do you think Xiao Shi and Xiao Zhou's mother should be?"
Gu Beisheng was very nervous and shook his head: "I don't know."
After finishing his words, he couldn't help clenching his fists: "Have you ever thought about this problem? What kind of person do you think their mother should be?"
Fu Xizhou's eyes moved slightly: "A kind woman."
"Why do you say that."
"Xiao Shi grew up next to a femme fatale like Song Chuman. She did not become a bad boy, but was very kind. This is a blood inheritance that cannot be changed even the day after tomorrow."
When she heard Fu Xizhou mention the poem, she was a little moved: "Yeah..."
Fu Xizhou's sexy Adam's apple rolled up and down, and there was a hint of caution, guilt, and self-blame in his eyes...
After a while, his voice became a little hoarse: "If I could go back in time, I would definitely not hurt her."
Gu Beisheng's eyes moved slightly, and when he saw the remorse in his eyes, he suddenly remembered the mental illness he suffered from after hurting her, and for a moment, his heart ached.
yes.
He doesn't want to either...
He doesn't want to either...
What happened to her was not directly caused by him.
But even though I understand, the hurdle in my heart cannot be easily overcome.
That night, she was indeed in pain. She begged him over and over again, but in exchange for more crazier plundering.
All night long.
For a long while, she suppressed all her emotions, looked into his deep eyes, and said word by word: "If you had the chance to make up for it, what would you do?"