Bestow Me a Love Like Wind

She has her own pursuit, he understands. Although sometimes he also complained that Gu Qingqing was the first in his career and ignored the situation at home. But seeing her working hard and getting better and better at work, he was also happy for her in his heart. What he likes is not a rich wife who sits at home doing nothing all day long and only plays cards and gossips. He just likes her to be full of energy and vitality.

Of course, it would be better if she could focus more on herself in her spare time.

I think that they have been married for many years, even though they have been married for many years. Now although the relationship has improved, their status in the family is the son first, her second, his parents third, and him fourth. If there must be a comparison, then he is better than Xu Zhongxu's and his wife, but that is a special situation. In fact, he was at the bottom of his family, and there was nothing wrong with him.

Every time I want to get a little bit crooked with her, if it's not for work, if it's not for his son, or for other people or anything, he definitely has to overcome all difficulties to get closer to her.

Having been suppressed for four or five years, he must make good use of this opportunity this time!

Thinking of this, he immediately told Secretary Cheng: "In this way, if your wife asks you about my situation, you will answer like this... Also, you will help me and order other people later, and give them reinforcements to other executives. Don’t let them leak this concept!"

When Gu Qingqing came back from next door, she saw Lengsicheng sitting in front of the window, looking out the window. She walked over and saw that although his eyes were fixed on a willow tree outside the window, his pupils did not fall.

She called him, and it took him a long time to turn his head, without a trace of expression, "Uh". The more he was like this, the more uncomfortable Gu Qingqing felt.

"What do you want to eat at noon."

"Anything will do." He replied casually. She just breathed a sigh of relief when he immediately said: "Everything is the same. I have no appetite."

After saying this, he stood up straight, turned around like a robot, and walked into the bedroom. Gu Qingqing was a little worried, followed him all the way, and saw him sitting on the edge of the bed in the bedroom, looking out the window again, not knowing what he was thinking.

Gu Qingqing was anxious now, and she didn't care much, so she called Luo Qingxue. She was not too embarrassed at first, so she opened her mouth and asked her first: "Sicheng had autism when she was a child, what's the situation?"

Luo Qingxue was shocked, how could she say this without thinking? She said: "He spoke very late when he was a child, and he couldn't speak when he was two years old. He always liked to be alone. No one talks to him. Fortunately, his condition is not very serious, otherwise I don't know what to do. Do. Why would you ask about this?"

Gu Qingqing had to say: "Mom, I think Sri Lanka has always been alone recently, talking to him irresponsibly. I'm afraid, will he have depression." After all, she still didn't tell what happened on the rooftop yesterday. Tell her, lest she worry too much. But Luo Qingxue was still shocked, she hung up the phone almost instantly, and then his cell phone rang in the bedroom.

Gu Qingqing waited outside for a while, only to hear a few words "um", "oh" and "good" that he didn't have any emotions. He didn't even want to say a phrase. Hanging up the phone, there was another long silence. Gu Qingqing was worried and blamed himself.