In the early spring of March, the cold winter of Haishi faded away, and the little flowers on the street quietly bloomed.
Cheng Chu held his first recital after graduation.
She instructed her assistant Xianxian to leave tickets for her family and friends.
Spring is just right.
Gu Miao, dressed in a straight suit, sat in the most conspicuous position of the concert hall.
The melodious sound of the piano flows.
He looked at the dazzling girl on the stage, light fell into his dark eyes, and his eyes were as gentle as the spring breeze in March.
Fu Rong looked at the young man beside him from time to time, only to feel that the admiration in his eyes was about to overflow.
When the show was over, she asked tentatively, "How do you think this girl plays?"
"Very good." Gu Miao nodded with a smile.
Fu Rong looked him up and down with her patrol-like gaze, until she saw Gu Miao's hairs stand on end.
He coughed lowly and asked politely, "Auntie, what's the matter with you?"
Fu Rong showed an unfathomable smile and shook her head: "It's alright, it's alright, what kind of work does this guy do?"
Gu Miao only thought this aunt was a little strange, but she politely replied, "I work in a game development company."
Fu Rong nodded, not knowing whether she was satisfied or dissatisfied.
"Do you have a girlfriend?"
"Who is there at home?"
Gu Miao pursed her lips and replied bluntly, "No one, just me."
He suddenly remembered that Jiang Xing once said that some elderly aunts like to introduce people to people.
His eyebrows twitched and he added quickly, "I also have a fiancee."
Sure enough, after hearing this, the smiling face of the aunt in front of her collapsed, and the rest of the words were almost squeezed out of her mouth.
On the other side, Cheng Chu didn't know what happened.
At the end of the concert, she was also interviewed by many media. When she came out after removing her makeup and changing her clothes, a bright moon was already hanging in the sky.
The information on the phone is about to explode. Many classmates and teachers sent congratulatory text messages, and even Luo Qianxi, who had not seen her for a long time, sent text messages.
Cheng Chu replied one by one, but the smile on the corner of his mouth suddenly froze.
"When did you have a fiancé, take him home tomorrow and explain clearly"
After returning home for the new year, Fu Rong's anger subsided. She seemed to have forgotten about it, and never mentioned the matter of meeting her parents.
The wind on the spring night is very warm and blows slowly.
Cheng Chu was sitting in the coffee shop next to the concert hall when a warm paper cup was suddenly stuffed into his hand.
"Ho Keke." Gu Miao looked at her and said softly, "I'm afraid you won't be able to sleep with coffee at night."
Cheng Chu took a sip and tightened the hand holding the cup wall.
"I'll tell you something."
Gu Miao said softly, "Tell me, what's the matter?"
Cheng Chu pursed his lips, "My mother asked me to take you home tomorrow."
"Take, take me?" The man's voice was trembling, like ants on a hot pan, and he spun around nervously in front of the seat, "What do your parents like, what does your brother like? What if they don't like me? "
"Stop for a moment." Cheng Chu stopped the anxious man and comforted him warmly: "It's okay, my dad and my brother are better at talking, the key is that my mother is a bit difficult."
He sat down, his hands shaking nervously, "What should I do then?"
"It's okay, she likes bags and jewelry. Tomorrow we'll go pick a few together. You should follow her when you talk to her, it should be fine."
Spring nights are very comfortable, but Gu Miao stayed up all night.
His eyes passed through the night, looking at the bright moon hanging high outside the window, his heart gradually filled with anxiety.
He has no relatives, and rarely has the experience of getting along with elders. In his lonely life, Cheng Chu is the only bright color. So he couldn't imagine what would happen if the relatives she depended on didn't like him, or prevented them from being together
Until Gu Miao took the girl's hand and walked into the solemn and cold villa, the nervous trembling in her heart could not stop.
He still remembered that one night many years ago, when he was so embarrassed, he was held by the girl and walked in nervously and nervously.
Bright lights are reflected on the marble tiles.
Fu Rong sat gracefully on the chair, her buttocks were only one-third of the way up. She glanced at them sideways, and did not get up to greet them, her tone was a little cold: "Come on."
Gu Miao's breathing stopped suddenly.
This, isn't this the aunt who sat next to him yesterday
He recalled what he said yesterday, and wanted to slap himself hard.
Fortunately, Cheng Ruohai hurriedly greeted her, "Come on, come on, I heard that you are coming. Your mother has told Auntie to cook a long time ago."
"Hello, uncle." Gu Miao quickly said hello.
"Hey, okay, okay, this guy looks very energetic." Cheng Ruohai smiled kindly, "Where do you work?"
"Creating entertainment." Gu Miao replied respectfully.
Cheng Chu added quickly, "Gu Miao is amazing, he became CTO last year."
Cheng Ruohai praised: "Chuangyu, it's not bad, it went public the year before, right? You became a CTO at such a young age, and your future is limitless.
He paused, turned around and asked Fu Rong cautiously, "You mean that?"
Fu Rong snorted coldly and said nothing.
Cheng Yue looked at Gu Miao carefully, then came over and said in a deep voice, "Let's eat first."
Today's dishes are indeed very rich.
Cheng Ruohai opened the wine sent by Gu Miao and drank it in full swing.
Gu Miao calmly put a few peeled shrimps in Cheng Chu's bowl.
The table was quiet, but not awkward.
Fu Rong didn't say much, just watched silently.
The dishes on the plate gradually became empty, and the dissatisfaction hanging between her eyebrows was also wiped away.
After eating, Gu Miao carefully accompanied Cheng Ruohai to speak, while Fu Rong listened silently.
Only then did she know that the child did not have any relatives, and was lonely and lonely, and that he had worked hard to reach this position only by his own efforts.
Fu Rong was born rich, and grew up with Cheng Ruohai as a childhood sweetheart. She was spoiled by her husband and son for a lifetime, so she did things her own way.
But her face was cold and warm, listening to Cheng Ruohai and Gu Miao's questions and answers, her cold heart softened completely.
I don't know when it started to rain outside, and the pouring rain carried the strong wind, which seemed to clean up this noisy city.
It was getting late, and Gu Miao knew that it was time to get up and say goodbye.
But Fu Rong said first: "It's raining too much outside, or else I'll be here tonight."
Gu Miao was stunned and stood still, not knowing how to answer.
He looked at Cheng Chu questioningly.
The girl nodded slightly to him.
"Thank you Auntie." Gu Miao agreed carefully.
The villa is quiet at night.
The rain outside the window gradually became smaller, and the drifting drizzle hit the window obliquely, and then quietly meandered down.
Gu Miao was lying in the guest room, and the quiet atmosphere relaxed his tightly hanging heart a little.
The phone vibrated.
It was a message from Cheng Chu.
"Brother Miao, are you asleep?"
He quickly replied "No"
But there was no answer from the other side.
In the quiet room, the door squeaked softly.
Gu Miao sat up suddenly.
"Chuchu? Why did you come here?"
The moonlight outside the window slanted in, Cheng Chu raised his index finger and gave him a soft "shh".
The dexterous figure of the girl slipped in like a kitten and got into his quilt at once.
She hugged him sticky and rubbed lightly.
In the night, the girl's voice was sweet as honey, "I'm here to accompany you, you must be nervous today, I'll clear it up for you."
As she spoke, she leaned over, her white lotus-arms softly wrapped around his neck, and a moist kiss wrapped around him like warm water.
Gu Miao couldn't help responding to her.
Some time ago, they were busy preparing for the concert. The two have not been intimate for a long time. Now that they are together, the secret wave of love spreads silently.
The air seemed to become hot and humid.
"No way." He froze suddenly, and said in a low voice, "This is your house."
A ray of moonlight fell in, and Cheng Chu clearly saw the sweat on the man's forehead and the blue veins on the pale neck. He gritted his teeth and endured, not daring to go any further.
"It's okay, let's be quiet." Cheng Chu said softly.
His eyebrows twitched, and those scarlet eyes closed, "I'm not wearing a condom."
Cheng Chu was angry, "Why don't you bring it."
He possessed and kissed the girl's eyes and apologized in a low voice, "I'm sorry."
Cheng Chu twisted his face depressedly, the cold face with sweat was flushed, sexy and sultry.
The moonlight is very gentle tonight.
Gu Miao lowered her eyes and looked at the girl in her arms.
She was still panting slightly, with playful and seductive beads of sweat on the tip of her upturned nose, and her bright peach eyes were hazy and lazy.
The man's Adam's apple rolled violently, touched the girl's face cherishingly, and called out in a hoarse voice, "Chuchu."
There were a few calluses in his palm, which brushed against Cheng Chu's delicate face, causing a numbness.
The girl shook her lips and whispered, "Why?"
Before she could react, the man's tall body retracted into the quilt.
The skirt of the silk pajamas was lifted up, and before she could stop it, the pleasure spread from her tailbone to the whole body like an electric current.
There was a lingering dampness in the air.
The feeling was unfamiliar and exciting, and Cheng Chu didn't dare to make a sound, so he bit his lip and gasped silently, but the insteps were uncontrollably tensed, and the sheets under him gradually became messy.
The drizzle outside the window stopped at some point.
The girl was sweating all over, lying on the bed weakly, her eyes blurred and dazed.
The dim light in the garden shone in, Cheng Chu's chest heaved up and down, and his hands and feet were numb as if they had been electrocuted.
The man didn't know when he got out of the bed, his cold face was full of sweat, and the thin lips were crystal clear and moist.
"Chuchu, are you comfortable?" He touched the girl's face, panted heavily, and asked in a low voice.
The girl's beautiful face was already blushing, she covered her eyes, suppressed the shyness in her heart, and nodded.
"It's good to be comfortable."
He took a tissue from somewhere, and said warmly, "I'll wipe it for you."
"No." Cheng Chu was too embarrassed to look at him, and hurriedly turned over and got out of bed, "I'm going back to my room, you should go to bed earlier."
There was a carpet on the ground, and she felt like stepping on cotton, and her feet felt sore for a moment.
Gu Miao stretched out her hand to help, but she was panicked to avoid it.
The room was quiet, Gu Miao looked and touched her red ears, her heart was about to jump out.
I don't know how long it took before he closed his eyes in the chaotic heartbeat.
The next day, he was woken up by an alarm clock.
The first time he stayed overnight at Cheng Chu's house, he was afraid that he would leave a bad impression by getting up too late, so he set the alarm clock to 6:30.
Gu Miao's footsteps were very light, even if she stepped on the wooden floor, there was no sound.
The sky outside was still gray, but the restaurant on the first floor was dimly lit.
Gu Miao was a little annoyed, but felt that she was still up late. He was about to go downstairs when he heard Cheng Ruohai's low voice.
"What do you think of Gu Miao's child?"
The tableware and chopsticks in the restaurant made a light crisp sound.
Fu Rong's voice was flat, "It's okay."
Gu Miao's fingertips trembled, and intense fear surged in her heart.
The sky outside the window is getting brighter.
He heard a few small footsteps, followed by Fu Rong's voice.
"What are you doing today is crab noodle soup dumplings, hurry up and change it."
Auntie's voice was a little frightened, "Madam, don't you like crab noodle soup dumplings the most?"
Fu Rong paused, and her voice gradually slowed down, "I heard Chu Chu say that the child is allergic to crabs, so please make some vegetable buns."
It rained last night, but today is a sunny day.
The bright morning light filtered through the window, and a ray of light was reflected at Gu Miao's feet.
He stood blankly, suddenly remembering that many years ago, he stood in the dark like this, but what he heard was the cold words of his cousin and aunt.
Birds chirped outside.
He heard Cheng Ruohai say, "Hey, you are a knife-mouthed tofu-hearted person."
Fu Rong hummed softly.
Cheng Ruohai continued: "This child is good, don't always show your face to others, you know?"
Gu Miao's fingers trembled slightly, and her dark pupils tightened for a moment.
The sun is very warm, accompanied by the crisp and melodious birdsong, as if the winter is no longer cold.
He held his breath, his beating heart gradually calming down.
It was quiet in the restaurant.
Fu Rong's voice gradually became a little gentle, "I see, sooner or later it will be a family."
In an instant, enthusiasm filled Gu Miao's eyes.
It was sunny after the rain, and the air was full of sunshine.
When he was young, he often felt that he was abandoned by the world, and sometimes he would complain about the injustice of God, which made him lose his family and live alone in this world.
Until the bright moon appeared, illuminating his dark heart.
The humble teenager began to fantasize about being able to become a star and silently accompany the moon.
Winter in Haishi is very gentle.
Standing on the stairs, Gu Miao quietly looked at the bright light in the distance, and suddenly understood.
It turns out that God never treats anyone lightly.
Over the years, he finally became the star closest to the moon, and everything that had been lost turned into another way and returned to him.
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