Gu Chengze didn't expect that Song Yiyi could run so fast.
He chased after the person and he disappeared.
Gu Chengze searched towards the outside of his home and finally found her next to the flower bed in the training ground.
Song Yiyi had her back to him, her small body shaking.
Gu Chengze suddenly felt a little guilty.
It was he who brought up the topic of Cen Bowen, and he should have talked to Song Minghui alone.
He didn't expect Song Minghui to react so strongly.
In fact, although Song Minghui was a bit harsh in treating Song Yiyi in the past, he would not be so unreasonable.
Song Yiyi never talked back to Song Minghui before.
It seems that he has been away from home for too long, and only goes back once a year, so he doesn't know his family well enough.
Gu Chengze took out a handkerchief, walked to Song Yiyi and slowly squatted down, "Yiyi, don't cry..."
He didn't finish his words when he saw Song Yiyi's expression and was stunned.
Song Yiyi's lips puffed up, and when she saw him blink, she silently put down the spoon in her hand.
"Brother, you really followed me?"
Song Yiyi looked back vigilantly and breathed a sigh of relief when she found that there was no one else.
She was actually eating cake.
He didn't look sad at all.
Gu Cheng was a little amused and helpless.
He thought Song Yiyi was beaten by her father and would run away to a deserted place and cry.
But thinking about it carefully, he was too nervous.
When Song Yiyi went out, she was still holding the enamel basin she had made, and she didn't look angry at all.
In the dim light, Gu Chengze could see clearly that there was something white on the corner of her mouth.
He chuckled and said, "Where did you get the spoon?"
Hearing this, Song Yiyi took out a handful from the side and gave one to Gu Chengze, "I took it when I passed by the kitchen on my way out."
Gu Chengze: “…”
He was worrying too much.
Gu Chengze stood up and planned to sit next to Song Yiyi. When he walked over and took a look, he wanted to laugh even more.
"Yiyi, how come brother doesn't know when you became so familiar with the wild cats in the compound?"
Song Yiyi stuffed cake into her mouth while looking at the fat orange beside her and said vaguely: "We just met. He is very cute, I am cute too, we are kindred spirits."
Fat Orange, who was originally drowsy, raised his head and glanced at Gu Chengze, then stood up gracefully, stretched, and then slipped into the flower bed and left.
“It’s really cute.”
After saying this, Gu Chengze sat down next to Song Yiyi.
Song Yiyi turned around and handed the enamel basin to Gu Chengze, "Brother, let's eat here. I'll take the remaining half back for Mom later."
Gu Cheng found it funny, "You won't give it to Dad?"
Song Yiyi said without hesitation, "No."
She ran out and sat down here, only to find that she was a little too excited.
Song Yiyi thought about it carefully and felt that it was probably the original owner's emotions that were at work.
Otherwise, she had no feelings for Song Minghui, so why did she still feel sad when he hit her?
But Song Minghui beat her, so she naturally held a grudge.
So he couldn't eat a single bite of the cake.
Gu Chengze nodded, "Okay, if Yiyi says no, then I won't give it to you."
He picked up the spoon Song Yiyi gave him, scooped a spoonful and put it into his mouth.
Song Yiyi tilted her head and looked at him, "What do you think? Big brother, am I very talented? What do you think, when I have money, I will open a cake shop like this in the future?"
Gu Chengze looked surprised, "Thinking so far? But it will definitely make money and be delicious."
Song Yiyi was satisfied.
As she was eating the cake, a question suddenly occurred to her, so she asked, "Brother, what does Mom see in Dad?"
Song Yiyi was full of doubts.
In her opinion, Gu Heng is many times better than Song Minghui.
Song Minghui is not as gentlemanly and elegant as Gu Heng.
Without Gu Heng's status and position.
Although Song Yiyi didn't know what Gu Heng's identity was, the scene in the compound today showed that he was not treated like an ordinary person.
Cai Mengjun gave up her good life in the city and ran to the countryside to marry Song Minghui, who used to have a poor status and is now only a teacher?
The most important thing is that Song Yiyi felt that Song Minghui, an adult man, was not emotionally stable at all.
He is also very chauvinistic.
He is obviously a teacher, but his thoughts are as feudal as an antique.
Gu Chengze was silent for two seconds before he spoke softly, "Yiyi, some things cannot be judged by appearances."
He said this without any beginning or end.
Song Yiyi placed the spoon into the enamel basin and looked at Gu Chengze seriously, "Brother, are you still angry with Uncle Gu?"
Gu Chengze paused.
"Brother, I know that divorce is very bad for children."
Song Yiyi said seriously, "I know that even if you're an adult, you'll still be unhappy because of your parents. It's okay. If you're unhappy, you can talk to me."
"Don't worry, I'm very tight-lipped. You can speak without worry."
Gu Chengze looked at her. Her eyes were clear and pure, shimmering like water in the evening breeze.
"Yiyi, I always felt that he was the one who gave up on me and Mom."
The gentle smile on Gu Chengze's face faded a little, "If he had asked my mother to stay, our family of three would not have been separated."
Gu Heng and Cai Mengjun's divorce did not actually lead to a complete cessation of contact with each other.
On the contrary, both of them were calm.
Gu Chengze was thirteen years old at that time. He didn't understand why his parents wanted to separate, and asked again and again.
Gu Heng didn't even have time to give Gu Chengze an answer.
He is always busy, as if he is never done.
Cai Mengjun hugged him, gently stroked his head, and patiently explained to him: "Chengze, even if your parents are separated, they will always love you. You will understand adult matters when you grow up."
Gu Chengze is thirty years old this year, and he still doesn't understand.
He didn't understand why his father agreed without hesitation when his mother asked for a divorce even though his father clearly still had feelings for his mother.
My father would clearly stand in front of the flowers my mother raised, staring blankly and sighing in the middle of the night.
Song Yiyi put the enamel basin aside, propped up her chin with one hand and asked, "If they hadn't divorced, would Mom still be like she is now, smiling gently every day?"
Although Song Yiyi didn't understand why Cai Mengjun liked Song Minghui, she could see that Cai Mengjun really liked the life after marrying Song Minghui.
Gu Chengze was speechless for a moment.
If you're not divorced, probably not.
After all, in Gu Chengze's memory before he was thirteen, his mother rarely smiled.
Gu Chengze quickly smiled and raised his hand to ruffle Song Yiyi's hair, "Yiyi, how come you are so smart and so cute."
Song Yiyi dodged and tried to push Gu Chengze's face with her hand.
But she obviously overestimated the length of her arms.
Gu Chengze stretched out his arms, and she couldn't even get close to him.
Song Yiyi started to act like a rogue, "Brother, if you keep messing with my new hairstyle, my money will be wasted! When the time comes, you pay for it and I'll make a new one."
Gu Chengze felt much better because of her words.
But he still secretly vowed in his heart that he would not be a "cowardly" person like his father.
He wanted to be brave for once.
Gu Chengze stopped and looked at the girl beside him seriously, "Yiyi, I have something to tell you."
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