child prodigy at eighty

Chapter 105

Gu Weifeng was caught off guard by her bow, and immediately froze there.

Fortunately, Song Shiyu came to his senses in an instant, and stepped forward to help him up, "Auntie, what are you doing? Gu Weifeng was so scared." He also admired this aunt very much in his heart, and he felt it from the very little contact. He is a man of one word and one word, and he really can't see that he can bend over as he says, which is called straightforward.

"I'm the one who's sorry for you and caused you to suffer so much for nothing. This is what I owe you." Ms. Qu kept a straight face and listened carefully to the subtle tremors in her voice, as if she was tightly suppressing her emotions.And at this moment, the tears in her eyes could not hold back any longer, and they rushed out like a burst embankment.

She covered her mouth and sobbed, as if embarrassed, turned her back and quickly wiped away her tears, then turned around to look at Gu Weifeng and said, "I'm the one who's sorry for you, I'm sorry."

"You..." Gu Weifeng closed his mouth after saying one word.

Ms. Qu looked at her son expectantly, and tightly clenched his hands.

He missed the person in front of him and looked into the distance. After a while, he said again: "You don't need to apologize, we are strangers to begin with."

She closed her eyes fiercely, and finally couldn't hold back the hot tears, and rolled out.

Her children said they were strangers, strangers...

But it's just a stranger. From the age of three to now, she hasn't seen or hugged him once. She doesn't know whether he is full, whether he is dressed warmly, or whether he has been bullied in other people's homes. She doesn't know anything.If this is not a stranger, what is it?

She forced herself to understand, but she just couldn't accept that her child, her child and herself were strangers...

There is nothing more painful than indifference. The greatest pain in her life was losing her child to her husband, but she survived all of these.But now this stranger suddenly beat her into pieces, her heart was pierced like a knife.

Don't blame the children, she knows not to blame the children.She kept building her heart to make herself stand up, and she must stand up.

"Auntie, don't cry, don't cry." Song Shiyu hurriedly handed over the handkerchief, then turned around and stared at Gu Weifeng vigorously, looking at it, it made him cry, hurry up and coax him.

coax?How to coax?Gu Weifeng's indifferent face also showed embarrassment. Apart from being able to coax Song Xiaosan, he really can't coax others. Besides, he is telling the truth. How can he coax him?

But Xiaosan was still staring at him, so he had no choice but to bite the bullet and say, "Don't cry, if I recognize you right away with joy, then I must have no good intentions, at least I didn't want to get your idea."

"You are a good boy, I know, I know." Ms. Qu wiped away her tears, "You don't have to be embarrassed, it doesn't matter if you want to accept me or not, I just came to tell you that you still have a mother, you are not alone. "

"Well, I see."

"I've got to say what I have to say, don't bother me anymore." After speaking, Ms. Qu gave him a deep look with red eyes, then turned and left.

Gu Weifeng watched her go away in a daze, without moving.

"You go and see it off." Song Shiyu poked him and whispered.He really sympathizes with that aunt right now, Gu Weifeng's performance is so cold.

Only then did Gu Weifeng follow out, and he didn't say anything when he went out, he just watched her get into the car.

The car started, and Ms. Qu rolled down the window, "I live in the Ambassador Hotel."

Gu Weifeng looked at her, but still didn't speak.

After the car left, he stared at the disappearing intersection, not knowing what he was thinking, and he didn't turn around for a long time.

Song Shiyu accompanied him and didn't speak, he felt that he couldn't understand Gu Weifeng at this time.This should be the strangest parent-child recognition, it's not like a mother-child recognition, but rather a business-like notification, one comes with a report to inform you that you still have a mother, and the other responds, oh ,knew.Although the mother didn't hold back in the end, it was weird enough.

The mother was restrained and forbearing, and the son was astonishingly calm.

If the mother is excited, the son is too unreasonable.

He didn't know why Gu Weifeng had such a reaction. Could it be that he didn't need it anymore, as he said?But who can do without a mother?

There must be resentment, he thought for a while, but he couldn't think of any other reason besides this.Because Gu Weifeng in his heart is not a heartless person.

Well, it must be because they lost him for so many years and made him suffer so much, it must be.

If you want to say it, you can't complain about Gu Weifeng's bad face. Thinking about the suffering he suffered at the hands of those bitches, he feels that this mother is so incompetent that he can lose his baby. If his mother Liu Erhua would have been in a hurry crazy.

Thinking about it this way, he felt that Gu Weifeng hadn't done anything wrong at all, if he was indifferent, he would be indifferent, and he didn't know how to deal with this matter if it was given to him.

After a while, Gu Weifeng suddenly turned his head and smiled at him, "Are you hungry? I'll make noodles for you."

"Stop laughing, it doesn't look good." Song Shiyu pulled his face, "Don't do it if you're not happy, there are biscuits, I won't be hungry."

"I'm not unhappy." He pulled down his hand and held it in his hand, "It's just that I feel uncomfortable."

"You blame them for not finding you, which made you suffer, I know." He said empathetically, "Anyway, if a stranger says it's my mother, I'll feel awkward."

"Don't you think I'm cold-blooded?"

"I don't think so." Song Shiyu squeezed his bare arm dryly, "It's very hot, not cold at all."

Gu Weifeng smiled, and hugged his third son vigorously, although he was quickly pushed away, he still grinned.

He looked at the people who had already walked ahead, and his heart was swollen. This feeling of being unconditionally understood and indulged made him feel relieved from the bottom of his heart, and the boredom and aggrieved just now were swept away. .

"Do you want fried noodles or fried noodles?"

"Zhajiang noodles, put more meat in the sauce, it's delicious."

"to make."

Neither of them mentioned this matter again, they had a quiet meal, and when Song Shiyu finished practicing calligraphy and washed, he found that Gu Weifeng stayed in his room and did not leave.

"What are you still doing here? Go to sleep."

"You sleep yours, I'll just sit for a while."

Song Shiyu looked at him, lifted the blanket and got in without the slightest intention to invite him to come with him.

Gu Weifeng didn't say anything, didn't look at him, just sat on the sofa, flipping through the documents in his hand.

Saying that it was to show him face, Song Xiaosan looked at him for a long time, but he didn't turn a page for a long time, obviously absent-minded.

What are you thinking?Do you still have to think about it here?The first thing that popped into his mind was that he was worrying about today.He just said, whoever can be so calm when encountering this kind of thing is just pretending.

If he doesn't want to talk, he won't ask.

Song Xiaosan was very considerate this time, thinking that I would close my eyes and pretend to be asleep, and when he wanted to talk, I would open and untie him.

In the end, I really fell asleep while pretending...

Gu Weifeng sat gently on the side of the bed, looking at his child-like sleeping face, couldn't help but be fascinated.

This is a completely defenseless face, youthful and handsome, anyone who sees it can't help but want to get close.He gently brushed his cheeks, brows and eyes, feeling an indescribable peace in his heart.

In those years without you, how much did I miss?

What happened today reminded him of the past. He seldom explored the past, but the touch at this moment reminded him of the past.

In his last life, he walked alone in this dangerous world. When he fell, he got up by himself. When he fell, no one asked if it hurt. He was like a homeless man, even if he was around him Lively, but my heart will always be deserted.

To put it bluntly, no one cares and no one loves me.

But now, just looking at him, he felt warm all over, as if being illuminated by the winter sun, so warm that he didn't want to leave and wanted to keep it for himself.

In his last life, he never met his biological parents, and the scumbag adoptive parents tossed him for several years before being subdued by him with extraordinary means. In terms of parental relationship, he always thought that he was very poor.

But today, the person who is said to be his biological mother came to the door with a DNA test, there is no possibility of a fake.

Moreover, it seems that it is still a wealthy family, as long as he recognizes it, there is still a fortune to inherit.It can be said that this can be regarded as the most ideal biological parents, so why didn't he think about it in his previous life?But it's just a thought, and it hasn't become a reality for decades, and they haven't even met face to face.

But now because of Xiao San'er, he can easily see her without any effort.

However, this encounter came too late.

If it was him when he was a child, he would rush to it with tears in his eyes, and if it was in his previous life, he would be happy and grateful.But, just now, his heart is getting old and hard, and all his love and hatred have been given to this person around him, and he doesn't know what to give to this "biological mother" who has never lived.

A hand suddenly pressed his hand, "What's wrong with you?"

Gu Weifeng met a pair of bright black eyes, "It's okay, let's see if you fell asleep."

"Don't you have anything to say?" Song Shiyu looked at him energetically like a person who had never slept, and was about to be a competent spiritual teacher.

"say what?"

"I'll listen to whatever I want to say in my heart." He sat up and looked at him face to face.

"It's cold at night, be careful of catching a cold." Gu Weifeng pulled off the thin quilt and wrapped it around him.

"Come on, let's go together." Song Shiyu tore open the quilt and pulled him in.

The two sat side by side on the head of the bed, half covered by a thin blanket, legs next to legs, shoulder to shoulder, the intimacy seemed to return to the past.Song Xiaosan said seriously: "Tell me if you have any discomfort in your heart, I am now your thought trash can, just empty it out."

Gu Weifeng laughed, his heart was warm, he grabbed his hand and squeezed it gently: "I don't know what to say, you saw it today, what do you think I should do?"

"What should I do?" Song Shiyu looked at the roof, "I think that auntie cares about you, and she doesn't even want you to see her when she cries, probably because she's afraid of making things difficult for you, or she just wants to save face. In short, I think this is at least a character with no problem. people."

"Well, not only about character, but also about being rich." Gu Weifeng said without hesitation, "If I admit it, there will definitely be a lot of money for me."

"Come on, you are short of money." Song Shiyu slapped him, "Don't make yourself such a philistine, I don't like to hear it."

"Okay, okay, I don't want her money." Gu Weifeng took his hand over and continued to rub his wrist, "I'm a stranger anyway, so why don't I just ignore it and pretend nothing happened?"

"Why? My mother should recognize her. It must be a great fate to finally meet again. You are blind if you don't recognize her."

"You think so?"

"Then what? Can I persuade you not to recognize your mother? I'm not a scum like your adoptive parents. I'm sick." Song Shiyu stared at him with a puzzled expression on his face, "You don't want to recognize her, do you?" .”

"What's the difference between recognizing it and not recognizing it? Am I still looking for milk at this age?"

"What are you talking about!" Song Xiaosan gave him an elbow, "Be serious."

"Heaven and earth conscience, where am I being dishonest? Am I not telling the truth? I didn't when I needed it. Now I can live on my own. What's the point of people not coming?"

"You are lying. Even if she didn't raise you, she gave birth to you. Even if she lost you, she definitely didn't do it voluntarily. It's too utilitarian for you to say that."

"What I'm talking about is the truth. According to what you say, my adoptive parents are like me, should I still support them until their death?"

"What does it have to do with them? Those bitches will starve to death."

"Look, you're double-standard, aren't you? You've only raised me for a few years. Why did you let me recognize her?"

Song Shiyu was dragged in for a while, thinking that it seemed to be the same thing, and it seemed that he had been raising him for a few years, "Although that's the case, it seems that the aunt is quite pitiful. She came all the way to recognize her son, but her son didn't Recognize your mother, it’s not very nice to say that.” Song Xiaosan frowned, “Besides, it’s nice to have a mother, although it’s a bit nagging.”

"Having you is enough."

"Get out! Talk nonsense and beat you up." Song Xiaosan didn't appreciate it at all, "Don't talk about me, I'm just going to try with you, young master, for three months!"