Chapter 210

Sizeyu heard yuan Xiumei say on the phone that Zhuang Zhuang locked himself in his room and didn't come out for a long time.

He was so worried that he didn't know how many red lights he ran and returned to the Si family's old house.

He came to the door of the strong room.

He saw yuan Xiumei and Si Jia with an anxious face.

"What's the matter? How can Zhuang Zhuang shut himself in the room?" Si Zeyu looked at Si Jia with a cold and calm face.

"Brother, in the afternoon, we went to Gu's house. Mrs. Gu said some ugly words, which is estimated to be strong. You know, children's hearts are very fragile, especially those whose mother is not around!" after that, Si Jia deliberately glanced at the expressions of Si Zeyu and Yuan Xiumei.

Si Zeyu frowned and his heart sank slightly, but the next second, his face was surprisingly calm.

Yuan Xiumei was slightly stunned. A trace of heartache seemed to flash in her eyes, but it was fleeting.

Si Jia looked at her brother's relaxed appearance, and a sense of disappointment poured into her eyes.

Are men like this? Once loved to death, in front of interests, forget to remember the oath?

Her heart was aching and chaotic, and she had no confidence in the beautiful love she yearned for.

"Zeyu, find a way to let Zhuang Zhuang open the door. The child has locked himself in it for a long time. I'm really worried about what will happen?"

Si Zeyu looked a little flustered and hurriedly called the housekeeper.

"Housekeeper, where is the spare key for this room?"

Yuan Xiumei and Si Jia were surprised. Yes, when they came back from the Gu family, Zhuang Zhuang shut themselves in the room. They were only worried and forgot the spare key.

The housekeeper brought the spare key.

Si Zeyu opened the door for the first time. Several people looked at it and saw that they were sitting at a small desk with great concentration, busy with something.

Several people finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Si Zeyu walked in with his long legs.

Yuan Xiumei and Si Jia had to follow in at the first time. Si Zeyu turned his index finger around his mouth and closed the door of the strong room.

Zhuang Zhuang sat at a small desk in the room and drew carefully. When he saw Si Zeyu coming in, he just looked up and bowed his head again.

Si Zeyu sat down next to him and tapped the table with his fingers. Zhuang Zhuang ignored him.

Seeing that he was strong and didn't speak, Si Zeyu looked down at what he drew.

It's OK. He was stunned when he saw it. Is this something painted by a child less than four years old?

He drew a sketch and Du Qiuyi. His facial features were very similar, especially his eyes.

What you're painting is... Your mother? "

Listening to the speech, Zhuang Zhuang put down his pen, picked up the painting book and looked at it carefully. His eyes showed unspeakable grievances. He nodded:

"Dad, it took me a week to draw this picture, and now I've finally finished it."

Then, Zhuang Zhuang stared at the picture in his hand, and his eyes were full of thoughts.

Si Zeyu reached out and took the picture. Du Qiuyi in the picture book was wearing a white skirt, which was perfect for her. Her long hair was softly draped over her shoulders, and her face was smiling like sunshine.

Yes, that's her, attracting him to keep approaching her.

This painting is very vivid. When she looks at her smile in the painting, it seems to see the real Du Qiuyi standing in front of her and smiling at herself.

Seeing this, Si Zeyu asked aloud:

"Zhuang Zhuang, have you studied painting?"

"I learned one stage in the painting class in kindergarten."

Si Zeyu picked his eyebrows. He was a strong and talented Superman. He had only learned painting for one stage, so he was so absorbed in Du Qiuyi's painting.

Looking at the people in the painting, Si Zeyu was full of Du Qiuyi's injured eyes a few days ago. His dark eyes flashed a little thought.

Seeing the change of Si Zeyu, Zhuang Zhuang took back the painting book and stroked the person in the painting with his hand.

"Dad, will you take me to see my mother? I miss her very much? I don't want to live in a big house. I don't want to eat delicacies. I just want to be with my mother!" strong tears poured out unconsciously and looked at Si Zeyu with praying eyes.

Seeing the strong praying eyes and the trembling voice, Si Zeyu's heart felt a surge of unspeakable sour and astringent.

His broad palm covered his strong head and stroked his head gently.

"Zhuang Zhuang, do you believe in dad?"

Hearing this, Zhuang Zhuang suddenly looked up at Si Zeyu. He didn't say a word, but shook his head.

Si Zeyu's heart, unspeakable disappointment, so sad.

Yes, what he did, even Du Qiuyi didn't believe him, let alone a child under the age of four.

But the next second, Zhuang Zhuang asked:

"Dad, do you really don't love your mother?"

Si Zeyu was stunned. Looking at Zhuang Zhuang's injured little eyes, he shook his head.

"Love, always love!"

"Then why are you still with aunt Gu? Why can't our family live happily together as before?" Zhuang Zhuang was a little excited when he looked at Du Qiuyi's portrait.

"Zhuang Zhuang, you are still too young. You don't understand some things. When you grow up and become a man, you will know that if you want to protect someone, you must become strong, so as to give her enough sense of security and qualify to love her!"

Zhuang Zhuang was confused, but he saw nothing to do in Si Zeyu's eyes.

Si Zeyu held his strong hand and flashed a sharp edge at the bottom of his eyes.

"Believe dad, you'll see your mother soon!"

Hearing Si Zeyu say so, the strong mood is better at last.

Si Zeyu took out a paper towel and wiped the tears from the corners of Zhuang's eyes.

"Boys don't cry easily, you know?"

"Dad, I just hope you keep your word and don't hurt my mother!"

After listening to his words, Si Zeyu hugged Zhuang Zhuang in his arms.

How can he be willing to hurt her? He doesn't love her enough!

However, now in everyone's eyes, he is really hurting her, severely hurting her, making her suffocate.

At the thought of this, Si Zeyu's heart clicked, his breathing suddenly became urgent, and his heart was in a sharp pain.

A moment later, Zhuang Zhuang came out of Si Zeyu's arms.

"Dad, I smell so bad. Will you take a bath for me?"

"Good!"

After taking a bath, Zhuang Zhuang lay on the soft big bed. Si Zeyu took the story book and told him a story.

Soon Zhuang Zhuang fell asleep.

In his sleep, the corners of his mouth rose, and he didn't seem so unhappy.

After seeing Zhuang Zhuang sleeping, Si Zeyu covered Zhuang Zhuang's quilt and stood up.

Seeing the portrait of Du Qiuyi on the small desk, his bony fingers gently picked him up and placed him in the position of his heart.

All of a sudden, the heart clearly understood a burst of pain.

After a long time, he carefully put the portrait on the small desk, turned off the light in the strong room, and walked out with light hands and feet.

The next day, the sun was very good.

As soon as Si Zeyu had breakfast and was ready to go to the company, he was stopped by Si Jia.

"Brother, give me a ride?" Si Jia raised her eyebrows, showed a row of neat teeth and looked at Si Zeyu.

"What are you going to do so early?" Si Zeyu didn't know which nerve Si Jia was wrong. He was going out so early.

"I signed up for a stage play a few days ago. Last night, I was informed to go to the crew for an interview today. Good brother, will you give me a ride? Si Jia took Si Zeyu's arm and shook it from side to side. Her coquettish ability can be called first-class.

"I have something else to do. I'm very busy. Go find your boyfriend!" Si Zeyu refused without thinking.

Sijia's small heart was obviously seriously injured, and her red lips just turned up suddenly tooted.

"Hum, I don't have any boyfriend!"

"Why? Quarrel again?" Si Zeyu didn't forget to look at Si Jia. He saw her little mouth and her obviously unhappy face. Sure enough, he guessed it.

Si Jia looked at the time and looked worried.

"Brother, it's hard to take a taxi here. Will you give me a ride?"

Si Zeyu shook his head and said helplessly:

"I can't stand you. Hurry up!"

Si Jia grabbed her shoulder bag, took Si Zeyu's arm and smiled.

"Hey, hey, thank you, brother!"

Just as Si Jia and Si Zeyu were walking out of the villa, Gu bingxia suddenly came to the gate of the Si family's old house.

Si Jia saw Gu bingxia come down from the car with big and small bags in her hand, and a touch of contempt appeared in the bottom of her eyes.

Hum, I bought so many things early in the morning. She won't suffer at all if I call her a flatterer.

Gu bingxia ran to Si Zeyu happily.

"Zeyu, are you going out so early?"

"Yes, the company has a lot of things to deal with recently!" unexpectedly, Si Zeyu's voice was a little cold.

Gu bingxia's body trembled fiercely and looked at Si Zeyu's sudden indifference. This feeling seemed to make her return to a long time ago.

There was something sentimental in her eyes.

Si Jia was slightly proud when she heard the speech and looked at Gu bingxia.

"Sister bingxia, my brother and I are in a hurry, so we won't accompany you!"

Gu bingxia looked at Si Zeyu with an injured face. He wanted to come earlier and have a good talk with Si Zeyu. After all, he hasn't seen him for many days.

"Zeyu, you're busy first. Can we have lunch together at noon?"

"I don't know when I'll be busy? You'd better not wait for me!" his voice was still cold and expressionless.

Gu bingxia's heart suddenly fell to the bottom of the valley. Is it because he was so strong in her house yesterday that Si Zeyu was angry?

Or did Si Jia say something?

Or as Sze Ming said, Sze Yu was using her at all. Her hands trembled unconsciously.

Mixed feelings in my heart.

Just as she was thinking.

Si Zeyu spoke slowly again.

"Wait for my call. I'll call you when I'm busy. Let's make another appointment!"