Song Minghui took a breath and sighed softly: "Cheng Ze, Yiyi is already twenty years old this year. She is not a fifteen-year-old girl. If a girl doesn't get married at this age, she won't be able to find a husband."
Gu Cheng was silent for a moment.
"Dad, the country now advocates late marriage. There are many young people who are not married at Yiyi's age. Look at me, I am ten years older than Yiyi."
He lowered his eyes, hiding the loneliness in them: "What's more, we should respect Yiyi. She is an adult and she has her own ideas."
The evening breeze rustled the leaves.
Song Minghui took a deep drag on his cigarette and muttered to himself, "I think that kid from the Cen family is pretty good. He was also implicated in this incident. Men, after all, tend to be more relaxed."
What's more, he now knows he was wrong, and such a thing will not happen again in the future.
It's just a small matter, no need to make a big deal out of it. Yiyi is just like her mother, too picky.
Husband and wife have to spend their whole lives together, and their upper lips and lower lips will bump into each other from time to time.
She has a bad temper, and the Cen family boy is heartless. If Yiyi marries him, her life will not be difficult. Besides, whether it is appearance or family background and character, that boy is a rare talent.
Song Minghui put out his cigarette, reached out and patted Gu Chengze's shoulder, and said earnestly: "Chengze, you are still young and don't understand the feelings of a parent. I will not harm my daughter. Every decision I make is for her."
"Even if she doesn't understand now, or even says she hates me, she will definitely understand my good intentions in the future."
"This child's temper is getting wilder and wilder. If we continue to let him go like this, he will definitely suffer."
After Gu Chengze finished talking with Song Minghui, he returned to the army that night.
But Song Minghui's words kept lingering in his mind.
"Can't sleep?"
In the darkness, Cen Yue spoke slowly: "Why don't you explain it clearly to your sister?"
Gu Chengze was lying flat on his back. He opened his eyes when he heard this. "Old Cen, I regret this."
The room was empty with only two of them, and even talking was muffled.
Cen Yue remained silent.
Gu Chengze paused and laughed, "Tell me, if I hadn't let your nephew come to my house, what would the situation be like now?"
In the darkness, Cen Yue's lips curved into a cold expression. "No arrow hits the target once the bow is drawn, but it's not too late for you to go find her now."
Gu Chengze had been in love with his stepsister for several years.
Over the years, he dared not tell anyone.
Until he turned thirty, Gu Cheng found that even if they were thousands of years apart, time and distance could not change his feelings.
So on his birthday that day, he made an appointment with Cen Yue to have a drink, and used the alcohol to vent all the depression in his heart.
Gu Chengze and Cen Yue have known each other since childhood, and have been partners for many years after joining the army.
He believed in Cen Yue's character.
In fact, Cen Yue was not talking nonsense.
That day, he looked at Gu Chengze and suddenly made a suggestion: "Do you want to know what your sister thinks?"
Then, Cen Bowen appeared and caught Gu Chengze's sight.
Cen Yue told him, "If my sister has you in her heart, she will definitely reject my nephew."
Gu Cheng was extremely hesitant. "I'm afraid of scaring her. At that time, neither brother nor sister can do it."
It was because of his concerns that Gu Chengze endured for so many years.
Cen Yue drank the wine in one gulp, his expression lazily as he curled the corners of his lips, "You want to be siblings with your sister forever? Then be a coward."
"If I were you, I wouldn't have thought about being siblings anyway, so why would I think so much about it?"
Gu Cheng just thought that he didn't understand the situation he was in.
What's more, Cen Yue has always acted without any rules.
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