Si Xinghe's breathing came from the phone.
"Relatives?"
After another rough gasp, Si Xinghe's voice sounded again, "Her sister gave birth to two children back then. The younger one died and the older one was adopted. What happened?"
Bu Chensu didn't frown, but subconsciously glanced at Si Niannian beside him, stood up, left the sofa, and walked to the window.
"Gu Yanjie may be the child Zhuang Shuhui gave birth to when she was in labor."
There was silence on the other end of the phone for a moment, followed by the sound of getting dressed.
Si Xinghe's aura became much more stable next, "So, Gu Yan'an is the son of Zhuang Shuhui and Gu Cheng?"
"Probably." Bu Chensu replied.
"hehe."
Si Xinghe's laughter had no warmth, "No wonder..."
After a pause, he asked again: "Why did you suddenly mention them? Tell me, what happened again?"
Bu Chensu didn't hide anything, "Gu Yan'an is back."
"knew."
In Si Xinghe's apartment, he had been standing on the balcony after hanging up the phone, looking at the endless night.
Someone was setting off fireworks in the distance, which lasted for a long time. The colors were really beautiful.
But none of this caught Si Xinghe’s eyes.
There were footsteps behind him, and then, there was a hand in front of Si Xinghe's eyes, holding a glass of red wine.
"I brewed it myself, try it." Zhou Zhou walked to his side, holding a glass of wine in his other hand, and took a sip.
Si Xinghe glanced at him, raised his head and took a sip.
"Gu Yanan is back." He said.
Zhou Zhou's hand paused for a moment, and the cold light in his lowered eyes flashed, but when he raised his head again, it had completely disappeared.
"Can't you do it anymore?"
"Do you need help?"
He just looked at Si Xinghe, waiting for his answer.
As long as Si Xinghe nods, he can guarantee that Gu Yanan will not see the sun tomorrow.
Si Xinghe smiled instead, "Why is it that my old lover is acting like a white-eyed wolf? I, Si Xinghe, am not so kind as a woman. You don't need to dirty your hands to deal with him. He is not worthy."
The lingering aroma of wine in his mouth tempted him to take another sip.
"Did you really brew this yourself?"
Zhou Qi nodded, "Of course."
"Seven, is there anything else you don't know?"
Si Xinghe felt that the man in front of him was a huge treasure that he would never be able to explore to the end.
Looking at Zhou Zhou's childish face, Si Xinghe chuckled. Perhaps it would be more appropriate to call him a boy.
Zhou Zhou smiled and said, "Do you want to continue the massage? You seemed to be feeling quite comfortable just now."
The shirt Si Xinghe was wearing was baggy. He had just grabbed it and put it on temporarily, but when he pulled it casually, it fell into pieces.
"continue."
He walked in and lay down on the bed.
"Before, I always thought that only people like me could be singles. How come you, a person who can write a pen, carry a gun, work in the kitchen, go out in the hall, make wine, and massage, are you single?"
The cycle's massage technique was very special, and combined with essential oils, Si Xinghe was completely relaxed in a short time.
"I didn't want to look for it before." Zhou Qi said while massaging.
Si Xinghe was already sleepy, yawned and mumbled in a daze, "What about now?"
"Now... I have found..."
Before he finished speaking, the sound of even breathing came from beside him.
Zhou Zhou glanced at Si Xinghe's face. He had already fallen into a deep sleep. His eyelashes were long and his bangs were in front of his forehead. At this time, Si Xinghe was as obedient as a baby.
(End of chapter)