Qi Changfeng quickly paid and followed out.
"Where do you want to go, do you need me to take you there?" Qi Changfeng asked politely.
Although she heard Qi Changfeng say that they were just ordinary friends, Gu Yan still felt very awkward and didn't know how to face Qi Changfeng, so she shook her head like a wavy drum.
Qi Changfeng's expression remained as usual and he was not embarrassed at all by being rejected.
"I'll leave first if I have something else to do." Qi Changfeng waved his hand and left with a handsome figure behind him. I was deeply afraid that if I paused for one more second, my secret would be exposed. After getting in the car, Qi Changfeng couldn't help but secretly sigh that his face was getting thicker and thicker, and he could tell lies without blushing.
Gu Yan felt a little disappointed when she saw Qi Changfeng leaving so casually.
When I ran away last night, I was still afraid of what Qi Changfeng would do if he really liked me. Now it seemed that it was just because Ye Heifenggao talked about the secret sadness in his heart. How come my own sentimental skills are so powerful? Gu Yan smiled self-deprecatingly and looked at the unopened white tulips lying in her arms like babies. She felt that a ray of sunshine had penetrated her heart, and the haze in her heart was slowly being dispelled.
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"Today is the second day since my mother left. I miss her and miss her." The cute child's voice imitates Yiping's speech in "Love is Deep and Rainy".
Mo Yichen, who had a dark face at first, was caught off guard and made his son laugh. He rubbed his son's fluffy hair.
"Where did you learn that?" Mo Yichen didn't mean to blame.
Mo Xiangyan pointed at the TV with the remote control.
Mo Yichen also sighed in his heart about Aunt Qiong Yao's skills. The endless youth of each generation has been stamped with her label.
"Son, let's play Aunt Qiong Yao's trick and bring mom back!" Mo Yichen looked at his son with bright eyes.
Mo Xiangyan felt that the father in front of him was so scary and asked weakly: "Is Aunt Qiong so powerful?"
There was a black line on Mo Yichen's forehead. It seems that there is a big generation gap between him and his son!
"Don't worry about your Aunt Qiong for now. As long as you do as I say, my mother may come back." Mo Yichen said ambitiously.
Mo Xiangyan squinted at his father, who was already on the verge of going crazy, and nodded obediently.
A fatherly smile rippled on Mo Yichen's face, and Mo Xiangyan felt like he was thinking that such a father would never sell me tomorrow!
Gu Yan got up early and prepared breakfast for herself, a medium-boiled omelette and a glass of warm milk. On the table was a bouquet of tulips that Qi Changfeng had given her yesterday, which were still in bud. Today, she has stretched out her body coquettishly, like an ice and snow beauty who has just come out of the bath. Gu Yan gently sniffed the fragrance of the flowers and had to live a good life alone.
"Fuck everything about love..." Gu Yan's new cell phone ringtone slowly rang, and the breakfast he had just placed in his mouth was put back on the table.
"Hey! Xiangyan's number, why did Xiangyan call him so early!" Gu Yan thought secretly in her heart.
"Hey, Xiangyan! What's wrong!" Gu Yan's hand fiddled with the flower arrangement in the bottle.
"Aunt Gu, it's not good." Xiangyan said urgently over there.
Gu Yan panicked in her heart, and the white tulip petals were torn off, "What happened, don't be anxious, just tell me slowly." Gu Yan was also worried but still controlled her tone to prevent Xiangyan from worrying even more.
"Dad, I got sick this morning and I'm still sleeping." Mo Xiangyan's tone was filled with tears because of excessive fear.
Gu Yan held the petals in her hands and said, "Go find aunt and ask her to call the doctor uncle!" Gu Yan stabilized her emotions.
"Uncle the doctor has come and gave Dad an injection and took medicine. But Dad didn't wake up." Hearing the tone of the words was already frightening.
After hearing this, Gu Yan finally let go of her worries. She would be fine at home. It's not a serious illness. "Ah, don't worry about it, Xiangyan. Dad is just too tired from work. He needs to rest. Wait for him." Just wake up and you'll be fine." Gu Yan comforted Xiangyan softly and comforted her anxious self.
"Aunt Gu, can you come and see dad?" Mo Xiangyan was begging her.
Gu Yan originally wanted to agree immediately, but then she thought about what happened before. Forget it, stop seeing him and teach him a lesson.
"Hey! Dad is really fine. Don't be afraid. Auntie also wants to see daddy, but she still has to work! I really can't go!" A sense of guilt came to my heart. How could I treat such an innocent child? Lying!
"Auntie, I beg you, please, just this time, I'm so scared!" Gu Yan could feel Gu Yan's panic through the phone.
Gu Yan was originally worried that coupled with Xiangyan's pleading, Gu Yan could no longer refuse, so she had no choice but to agree.
Gu Yan dropped the petals in her hand and walked quickly to the door to put on her shoes and coat. The petals on the table, which were originally as white and flawless as jasper, were now scarred, and the traces of fingernails could still be seen vaguely on them. I was just deceiving myself if I said I wasn't worried.
Gu Yan backed away from the door and prepared to walk out before she could get dressed.
The moment the door opened, Mo Yichen leaned against the door frame and looked at the door as if he wanted to know that the person inside was about to break out. The glimmer of light hit his face, and his handsome face was generally in the light or in the shadow. Light and shadow formed the most perfect combination on his face.
Gu Yan stayed at the door, still tying her scarf. Seeing how anxious and flustered Mo Yichen was, a rainbow bridge suddenly formed in his heart, "Are you trying to find me?" Mo Yichen lay next to Gu Yan's ear with a hint of teasing.
Mo Yichen's breath fell on Gu Yan's face, and coupled with the unabashed ambiguity in Mo Yichen's words, Gu Yan's face immediately turned red. Gu Yan realized her gaffe and pushed Mo Yichen angrily.
"Who wants to find you, Zi Zi!" Gu Yan's mouth was harder than a cooked duck's.
Mo Yichen was not prepared to be pushed back by Gu Yan and staggered back a step, but looking at Gu Yan's face as red as a prawn, Mo Yichen didn't mind at all.
"Oh!" Mo Yichen looked like he suddenly realized something. "Then why are you in such a hurry?" Mo Yichen pretended not to care and lifted the scarf that Gu Yan had not tied.
Seeing that another flaw of hers was caught, Gu Yan felt very embarrassed, "I'm going to be late for work, no way!" Gu Yan stared at her eyes as bright as black grapes.
"Okay, why not!" Mo Yichen said as he raised his hand and looked at the watch on his wrist, "It's only half past six, your company starts work really early, no wonder your studio is developing It's so good, I will change it according to your studio's standards when I go back!" Mo Yichen joked.