我 给 总裁 了 个娃

The wind was whistling, and there were few people on the street.

Gu Feng walked slowly on the road with Yu Baoyuan on his back.

Yu Baoyuan's crying had slowly turned into a soft whimper, and Gu Feng listened to Yu Baoyuan's vague words: "I miss them so much. I miss the dumplings made by my mother, the way Teacher Jiang speaks, and the way Teacher Jiang speaks. ..."

Gu Feng put Yu Baoyuan on the steps and watched him huddle together.

A few days ago, Yu Baoyuan was still so high-spirited, like a little wolf cub proudly holding his head up, hugging a newborn little wolf, with a dazzling light in his eyes.

But now, Yu Baoyuan curled up like a wounded little animal, drunkenly talking weak and wronged nonsense.

It can be seen how much Mr. Jiang's death has dealt him a blow.In other words, it wasn't just Teacher Jiang's death that gave Yu Baoyuan a huge blow, but the pain and despair that Teacher Jiang's departure once again took away the most beloved and most cherished things alive.

Gu Feng half-kneeled in front of Yu Baoyuan, looking at his biting lips, feeling extremely distressed: "Hey, don't cry, you still have Ruirui, you still have Doctor Bai and Lu Yang to accompany you, you... ...You still have me by your side..."

Yu Baoyuan raised his drunken eyes to glance at Gu Feng, then lowered his head back: "You are Gu Feng."

"Yes, I'm Gu Feng," Gu Feng knew that Yu Baoyuan was in a state of confusion, so he coaxed him, "I can do whatever you want, as long as you're not sad or sad, huh?"

"Gu Feng..." Yu Baoyuan called softly, "I wish you happiness, why don't you leave?"

Gu Feng shook his head lightly, "I don't want to go, I want to take you with me if I want to go."

Yu Baoyuan felt uncomfortable in his stomach, he snorted, and wanted to lie down on the cold and wet steps, but fortunately Gu Feng grabbed his warm body quickly into his arms.

Yu Baoyuan smelled a faint smell of tobacco on Gu Feng's body, and hummed as if about to fall asleep: "You don't need to bring it, I... I have given up

Yes, really, give up..."

"Don't," Gu Feng felt as if a vat of vinegar had been poured into his heart, his heart was sore, "Don't give up, don't give up, okay? Look at me again and give me one more chance. It doesn't matter how long you test me, I will answer You're fine, I'll be a good husband, I swear."

"Who wants to listen to your blind swearing?" Yu Baoyuan waved his fist aimlessly, "You want to be nice to me now, but why were you so fierce and ruthless before, why did you throw me into such a cold house before?" Inside, a person... go out to have a good time alone?"

Gu Feng felt uncomfortable hearing that, and kissed Yu Baoyuan's cold side face: "I was wrong, I'm sorry, I was wrong."

"When I was with you, I...I asked myself countless times," Yu Baoyuan said, another tear unconsciously dripped from the corner of his eye

Shui, "I asked myself, is there a chance to be with you? I really want to say yes, but I know that you will never see me."

Gu Feng kissed Yu Baoyuan's face a few more times, as if he wanted to use this bit of warmth to reassure him.

"The day you drove me out of Gu's house, I was actually very sad." Yu Baoyuan turned his head, "I wanted to tell you that I decided not to love you anymore. I wanted to say goodbye to you and say I'm sorry." Yes, but I thought about it... It seems that I have nothing to do to you."

As he was talking, Yu Baoyuan actually laughed, but that smile was so sad, with the corners of his eyes moist, Gu Feng's heart was pierced.

"Bao Yuan, I know I was wrong. You didn't apologize to me, but I owe you a lot."

Yu Baoyuan insisted on breaking free from Gu Feng's embrace, and stubbornly wanted to lie down on the cold steps, opened his drunken eyes a little, and watched the light from the street lamp seep slightly into his eye sockets.

"In the past few days after knowing that Mr. Jiang has left, I...I have been having a dream repeatedly," he sighed, "a very beautiful and touching dream,

A dream that I wish I would never wake up from. "

Gu Feng lay down on the steps with Yu Baoyuan, and the two lay down on the steps of someone else's house like fools, looking at the dark night sky together.

"Can you tell me what kind of dream it is?" Gu Feng asked.

"In that dream..." Yu Baoyuan seemed to recall the content of the dream again, with a smile on his lips, "I finally have a home."

Gu Feng shook his hand fiercely.

In the past, he didn't understand Yu Baoyuan, but now he knows how much Yu Baoyuan needs to be loved.Under the surface of his tenacious bearing of all pressures, there is a heart full of scars.The heart was bleeding, but it was still beating.

He finally understood why Yu Baoyuan was getting more and more depressed these days.

Yu Baoyuan repeated his dream of having a warm home every night. The dream was so warm, but when he woke up, he still had to face the cold reality.In the dream, he may have been loved in every possible way, but when he wakes up, he finds that everything is nothing, he is still the lonely Yu Baoyuan.

This feeling is as if Yu Baoyuan climbed one mountain after another with great difficulty, and finally came to the other side of the mountain with scars all over his body and full of expectations.

But found that no one was waiting.

How lost and depressed he must be.

Gu Feng took Yu Baoyuan's hand, turned over, half pressed on Yu Baoyuan's body, and looked into his drunken eyes.

"It's because I wasn't born with that blessing," Yu Baoyuan closed his eyes, and smiled with tears in his eyes, "Forget it... some dreams don't dare to be done again, some

Some people don't dare to think about it anymore, so be it, be it..."

However, Gu Feng lowered his head, kissed Yu Baoyuan's eyes that were about to fall asleep, and then gradually moved down, in Yu Baoyuan's vague consciousness, lingering on his soft and slightly cool lips.

"I'm sorry, Bao Yuan, I'm sorry," Gu Feng kissed the corner of his mouth, "...But I still want to take this opportunity to tell you again.

Now, I love you, and I... want to give you the home of your dreams. "