Is Ning an actor?

He couldn't figure out why there were no people around, and why would it be embarrassing to come over to attend a funeral?Even though they wrote a letter to notify, none of Gu's family members showed up on the day of the funeral.

There was only one reason, Gu Yan was nothing in their hearts.

But Ms. Gu Yan always talks about them, and she also regrets being young and frivolous at that time, and regrets her inappropriate handling. She is at fault, but she is not guilty of death.

"Isn't this here?" Shen Yizhuo intuitively felt that there was some misunderstanding.

Gu Qiu kicked the stone beside his feet, "Her funeral didn't come."

"Did they know?" Shen Yizhuo asked him, and then added: "Did they know at that time?"

"Write a letter to notify." Gu Qiu said.

"Who wrote it?"

"I."

"Who sent it?"

"I sent it by registered mail. The possibility of losing it is very low. The address is also the old house of the Gu family. I also sent it to a few friends who were close to my mother before she was alive. They all came."

Shen Yizhuo: "It's not easy to lose it, but are you sure you sent it?"

Gu Qiu paused when he kicked the stone, and stood there stunned.

The address is the address of the old house of the Gu family. I saw it from the letter that Ms. Gu Yan had not sent for so many years. Later, it was confirmed that it was the address of the old house of the Gu family. As long as it was sent out, it would definitely be received.

It never occurred to him that they hadn't received the letter back then.

Is it really sent?

He had always regarded Song Mingguo as a nominal father before, and he didn't have any negative emotions when he didn't get close to him. He never thought that he would do anything.

But now he knows that Song Mingguo cheated on him when he was two or three years old, and gave birth to a "sister" who was a few years younger than him. His desires, his evil intentions, and his use were finally exposed. Can you just listen to what Song Mingguo said back then?

If Song Mingguo had a guilty conscience, he couldn't let the Gu family know of Gu Yan's death so quickly. He was afraid that the forces of the Gu family would find out something, and then slowly clear up the evidence after that time passed. Very "normal".

How easy it is to intercept a letter.

"I don't know anymore..." Gu Qiu's voice was a little dazed.

Things that have been firm for a long time suddenly have a huge reversal, and anyone will be at a loss.

Shen Yizhuo hugged him from behind, and rubbed his chin on the top of his head.

"Do you know why I haven't dared to tell you that I am Song Ziqiu?" Gu Qiu suddenly spoke, feeling the warmth behind him.

"Why?" Shen Yizhuo can probably guess a little bit, after all, he left without saying a word for so long, and even ignored his initiative to contact, he should.

"Because Song Mingguo said that my mother died because of me, I'm afraid you will hate me." Gu Qiu's voice suddenly choked up.

"how could be."

Gu Yan loves Song Ziqiu so much, and he also loves Song Ziqiu so much.

Gu Qiu sniffed, "Because I wasn't doing my job at that time, I was only thinking about games, I wanted to go to the imperial capital to play professionally, I wanted to win the world championship, I quarreled with her, I went to the imperial capital alone, and I didn't go home for two years. "

"You know, she has always disapproved of me playing games."

"Song Mingguo said that after I quarreled with her, her mood has been unstable, and then she was depressed every day, and then...then..."

"I was living alone in a very small rental house, and I was stunned when I heard the news."

Shen Yizhuo has been listening carefully, feeling the slight trembling of the person in his arms, and his heart throbbing with pain.

At that time, Song Ziqiu was just a student who had just grown up, and he had a big ambition but had not experienced any big storms. To him, this kind of thing was like a bolt from the blue.

Gu Qiu wiped his eyes, which were a little wet, "This time I will investigate thoroughly, and I won't wrong the good people again, and let the bad people get away with it."

If that letter really didn't reach the Gu family, then his resentment all these years is really in vain. As for Song Mingguo... the retribution that should come will always come.

Shen Yizhuo kissed the tip of his hair: "Well, I'm here this time."

"By the way, how did you get on good terms with the Gu family?" Gu Qiu sniffed and turned to face him.

Shen Yizhuo rubbed his face with his thumb, "Aunt Gu asked them to take care of me and wrote a letter, and they showed it to me."

Gu Qiu's pupils suddenly shrank.

This sentence is too informative.

"That's why I changed my mind about them." Shen Yizhuo kissed his eyes, "Don't worry, I've always been in the same camp as you."

Gu Qiu couldn't help laughing when he heard the second half of the sentence, there were still beads of water on his eyelashes, he seemed to have been sullen because of Shen Yizhuo's close relationship with the Gu family.

"Aunt Gu didn't know when she found out about my life experience. Maybe it was because she suddenly disappeared in the third year of high school and she went to investigate."

This also made sense, at that time he and Gu Yan were very anxious, although Gu Yan had retired for 20 years, at least he still had connections.

"At that time, Gu Zhixia happened to go abroad for a year, and we met. Later, he was driven back to China by Mr. Gu. He has been helping me to keep an eye on your movements. Occasionally, he will report to me when we meet abroad."

Gu Qiu: "..."

So, "everyone" knew that Shen Yizhuo liked Song Ziqiu, but Song Ziqiu alone didn't know.

Shen Yizhuo kissed him on the forehead again, "I can finally be with you aboveboard."

Shen Yizhuo likes to kiss him very much, like a naive child, he likes to kiss him when he sees something he particularly likes.

Xilu is still a small city in the third and fourth tiers. There are only two or three groups of pedestrians on the street at night. There is no traffic, and no noisy feasting. The two stand on the grass next to the mountain and walk slowly. The street lights make the shadows longer and shorter. , and then stretched...

The next day, the group of high school classmates invited Shen Yizhuo to visit Song Ziqiu's grave, but he declined with an excuse.

It's a joke, people are around, sweeping graves.

Gu Qiu didn't bother to go, it was really funny to sweep his own grave.

The group of Gu's family left after sweeping Gu Yan's tomb. Shen Didian changed the air ticket for the next day, stayed for a day, and followed Shen Yizhuo and Gu Qiu to the orphanage where Shen Yizhuo stayed when he was a child.

The orphanage is not far from the community where his old home was. That house is still there. Because Shen Diandian is there, Gu Qiu didn't go back to see it. He wanted to pry it in with Shen Yizhuo after she went back.

The orphanage is called Little Sun. It was run by an old lady. Twenty years ago, the grandmother was not that old. She opened the orphanage with her sister. Later, her sister died of illness, and she took care of the welfare home alone. .

Although the environment was a bit difficult in the past, everyone was very united and sensible. Song Ziqiu used to come to play often, and got along well with the children inside.

Of course, the relationship with a certain surname Shen is the best.

After returning to China, Shen Yizhuo gave a sum of money to the orphanage, refurbished it, expanded it a lot, and improved the conditions inside it a lot.

The children inside all knew Shen Yizhuo, but some were afraid to approach him, and just called him Uncle Shen.

Gu Qiu probably guessed that after all, Shen Yizhuo didn't go back to Westland often, and he didn't get along with these children, but because of Shen Yizhuo, the conditions of the orphanage improved so well, and these children always respected him.

Shen Yizhuo responded one by one with a smile, and introduced Gu Qiu and Shen Diandian to them. After a while, the three became friends with this group of children.

"Pfft." Gu Qiu couldn't help laughing as he stared at a child playing with mud on his face.

"What's wrong?" Shen Yizhuo asked.

"Do you still remember when we used to play in mud? We played all over our body, and we were scolded so badly."

Shen Yizhuo obviously remembered those things from the past, and laughed along with him.

Standing not far away from a pile of sand sculptures, Shen Diandian: "...?"

She seemed to hear something extraordinary.

The author has something to say: Yesterday I grabbed the prickly prickly pear, so I asked for a day off tt I updated it in advance today

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