After leaving home, they regretted it.

The two of them were so busy that they had to wait for the next few minutes.

Zhao Guangyong's voice was a little hoarse, whether it was because he was too nervous or something else.

His face was full of anxiety, fearing that any little detail of his behavior would cause dissatisfaction.

On the other hand, Gu Rumeng seemed to know that Zhao Guangyong would come today, and her eyes only stayed on him for a few seconds.

Then she calmly walked to the table in the corner and gently pulled out the chair:

"Sit down."

These two simple words made Zhao Guangyong sit down in a hurry as if he had received some reward.

Gu Rumeng seemed to be accustomed to his reaction. She didn't say a word and turned back to the kitchen.

After a while, she brought out a small cake and a glass of milk and placed them in front of Zhao Guangyong.

"Eat it."

It was still just two simple words.

Zhao Guangyong suppressed his excitement, picked up the fork and gently picked up a piece and put it into his mouth.

For a moment, the sweet taste bloomed on the tip of his tongue, and in his heart it was better than all the delicacies.

"Rumeng..."

Zhao Guangyong said carefully, "Your cooking skills are getting better and better."

He wanted to use this topic to get closer to his daughter.

But unexpectedly, Gu Rumeng said indifferently:

"Really? But I mixed pesticides in it."

This made Zhao Guangyong's face stiffen.

He knew very well that although Gu Rumeng had a bad relationship with him, she would definitely not really mix pesticides in the cake.

This remark had another meaning...

His wife, Gu Rumeng's mother, died after drinking pesticides.

And today is exactly the anniversary of her death.

"I'm sorry..."

Zhao Guangyong bowed his head deeply.

"It's useless to say that to me."

Gu Rumeng said indifferently: "I dreamed of my mother last night. She said she was still in pain down there."

"..."

Zhao Guangyong didn't say anything, but his expression was distorted with pain, and his hands on his knees were clenched and bloodless.

Over the years, he regretted his decision every day.

If I had more ability...

If I didn't think about making a lot of money at that time...

If I had a chance to do it again...

"Let's go, it's time to go see Mom."

Gu Rumeng took the paper money and other things that had been prepared long ago, and walked out of the store after saying this indifferently.

"Rumeng..."

Zhao Guangyong came to his senses and hurriedly followed, "Dad drove here, let's take Dad's car together?"

"No, I have my own."

Gu Rumeng took out the car keys, and the electric car parked at the door of the store flashed its lights.

When the store door closed, Zhao Guangyong could only watch Gu Rumeng riding her electric bike and abandoning him there, and finally walked out of the old street alone in a state of despair.

…

The curtain of dusk fell quietly.

It was as if a huge piece of silk was cleverly dyed with the night.

Gu Rumeng, who came back from the cemetery, hung a sign saying "temporarily closed" at the door of the store, and then sat in the corner exhausted.

Baozi, who had not gone for a walk all day and waited obediently in the cake shop, seemed to know what day it was today and seemed to understand Gu Rumeng's current mood. After Gu Rumeng sat down, he took the initiative to come over and rubbed Gu Rumeng's arm with his head.

Gu Rumeng did not speak, but gently held Baozi in her arms, as if she was the only source of warmth.

At this time, Zhao Guangyong also came back from the cemetery, and he sat silently at the table next to him.

The two of them maintained the status quo as if they had already agreed.

The whole cake shop was dead silent, shrouded in a long-lasting atmosphere of grief.

Until the sky was completely dark, Gu Rumeng finally spoke to break the long silence.

"You should leave, right?"

These few simple words made Zhao Guangyong feel unspeakably bitter.

"Okay..."

He stood up slowly, and every movement seemed as heavy as if it was filled with lead.

Before leaving, his eyes inadvertently swept across a group photo on the counter.

In the photo, Gu Rumeng was holding a bun in her arms, and she, Xue Mingyue and Kong Xinrui were surrounding a boy, with a smile on her face that he had never seen in all these years.

"Dad will go back first..."

Zhao Guangyong choked up, "Rumeng... You have to take care of yourself. If you need anything... tell Dad..."

But he didn't wait for Gu Rumeng's response for a long time.

In the end, he could only turn around and leave a lonely back, and slowly stepped out of the cake shop.

Before leaving the old street, he suddenly

Suddenly he stopped and walked into a small shop next to him.

When he came out again, he had a pack of cigarettes in his hand.

He had actually quit smoking for a long time.

But every year at this time, he couldn't help wanting to smoke one.

"Cough cough... cough!"

He took a puff and then he lowered his head and started coughing violently.

Gong Yuying and Mi Binbin, who had been waiting for a long time outside the old street entrance, saw this scene and ran over in fear.

"Boss, the doctor said you can't smoke anymore." Gong Yuying said anxiously.

"I know... cough... just smoke this one... you won't die..." Zhao Guangyong waved his hand, his face a little sick.

"Boss..." Gong Yuying sighed, "Let's take you home first."

"No need... I'll go back by myself today, you can do whatever you need to do."

Zhao Guangyong stubbornly pushed the two away and walked forward on his own.

Seeing this, Gong Yuying and Mi Binbin looked at each other.

"Sister Gong... are we really going to let the boss go back by himself? I think the boss doesn't seem to be in good health." Mi Binbin asked in a low voice.

"Nonsense! Are you an idiot? Go behind the boss and take care of him, don't let him find out!" Gong Yuying cursed.

"Oh oh!" Mi Binbin hurriedly followed.

Zhao Guangyong seemed to have lost his soul, walking forward step by step along the street.

Unconsciously, he came to a bus stop.

The past buried in his heart suddenly emerged in his mind.

He seemed to see a harmonious family of three.

The girl stood in the middle, holding her young self in her left hand and her gentle wife in her right hand.

Although the summer was hot, it couldn't stop the smiles on the faces of this family.

But that was the happiness that he had abandoned with his own hands.

"Cough... cough cough!"

Zhao Guangyong lit another cigarette, and just after it passed his lungs, he immediately started coughing violently, more severe than before, and even coughed so hard that he bent over unconsciously, as if he was going to cough out his internal organs.

At this time, a 216 bus happened to stop nearby.

A boy got off the bus from the back door and saw Zhao Guangyong, who was coughing so hard that he almost fell to his knees.

"Uncle, are you okay?"

Qin Yi hurried forward to check, "There is a clinic in front, I'll take you there!"

As he said, he helped Zhao Guangyong up, but before he could take a step, Zhao Guangyong suddenly grabbed his shoulder and stopped him.

"I'm fine... I'm fine... No need to go over..."

Zhao Guangyong's face turned pale, and he raised his head and stared at Qin Yi's face.

This reaction made Qin Yi feel a little puzzled.

Have you ever offended this uncle?