guilt

Song Zixi, who was preparing dinner in the kitchen, suddenly looked out the window.

It's another winter.Time flies really fast.It's been a year... some things have to be let go and must be let go...it's time to go back and see my parents.

His eyes were firm as if he had made a decision.

When he mentioned this to Gu Xichen, Gu Xichen was surprised for a moment, and then supported him to go back and have a look.

"It's time to go back. Uncles and aunts have been thinking about you all the time, so they must be missing me." Seeing Gu Xichen showing his big white teeth and saying without blushing, Song Zixi burst out laughing.

"It's enough to think about me, what do you want to do. You are really thick-skinned."

"Hey? That's not what you said. Our parents must miss me more. After all, where can I find such a good son-in-law, right?"

"Go, go, stay where it's cool. You can say it."

Seeing Song Zixi's usual smile, Gu Xichen couldn't help but be fascinated, it's so good, Xiaoxi finally smiled again.

"Then when are you going to go back?"

"Huh? Just...just a few days."

"Okay, I'll go back with you."

"Xi Chen..."

"I came here to chase you. You're gone. Why should I stay here?"

"Xichen..."

"Xiaoxi...Even if we can't become lovers, I will still guard you...Or, I still have a chance, don't I?"

Song Zixi looked at Gu Xichen, hesitant to speak, the emotion in Gu Xichen's eyes was about to overwhelm him, he still owed Xichen too much.Maybe, he and Xichen...

No, no, Xichen, after all, is the best and best relative...

"Xichen...thank you."

Stepping on this land again, the thoughts in my heart are complicated.

To say "That's great, am I back?" Smiling, Song Zixi felt that he was really naive.

"Let's go, little Xi." After taking what was in Song Zixi's hand, he naturally took his hand and led him home.

Song Zixi struggled and gave up.No matter what, it feels like Gu Xichen is holding him like holding a child... But he still obediently follows Gu Xichen.

Mother Song couldn't believe it when she opened the door, and then hugged Song Zixi tightly.

"Mom, I'm back." Song Zixi comforted Song's mother, stroking her back.

"You still know to come back?" Mother Song said with some reproach. "Quick, come in quickly, Xichen, come in quickly. Old Song! Old Song!"

Father Song, who was in the study, heard the movement and walked out slowly.When he came out, he saw his son came back.

"Dad" "Uncle"

"Come back, okay.. okay.. come back.. okay, so what... what do you want to eat, let your mother cook for you." Song's father was actually a little excited, and his eyes fluctuated as he looked at his son.

Song Zixi's eyes were red, he knew that his father was always not good at words, but his father always cared about him in his own way, even when he was with Mo Yuran.

Perhaps this is family, the closest bond.

A bond that is stronger than any substance and emotion.