Chapter 300

Gu Jingting has not worshipped his mother with Gu Mingwei for a long time. Since he moved out of the Gu family, Gu Jingting came to worship his mother alone at this time of year.

At that time, in order to avoid Gu Mingwei, I chose to come very early. Whether Gu Mingwei has come or not is unknown to Gu Jingting.

Gu Mingwei stops and stands in front of a tombstone. This is Gu Jingting's mother's graveyard.

Gu Mingwei presents the yellow rose in his hand, squats down and carefully wipes the photo on the tombstone. It's a gentle and quiet woman.

Gu Jingting's and Gu Yingting's two beautiful brothers benefit most from their mother's excellent genes. Gu Jingting's mother is a natural beauty.

It's the kind of beauty that is not publicized and comfortable, just like her surname, Murong.

Gu Jingting asked about his mother's family background when he was a child. At that time, he was young and ignorant. He didn't know anything and wanted to know everything.

Everyone has probably been that old.

Gu Jingting's mother told their brothers that she grew up in an orphanage. Murong, who had been an orphan since childhood, grew up in an orphanage and went to university with her own efforts.

Later, I got to know Gu Mingwei. That's what I said later.

Gu Mingwei looked at Murong on the tombstone and said to her kindly, "Murong, I've come back. I haven't seen you for a long time. This time I came back before your birthday. You shouldn't blame me. You haven't been to my dream for a long time. Are you angry with me?"

Gu Jialang listens to Gu Mingwei with his ears up. If he didn't see it with his own eyes, Gu Jialang would think that someone was really standing in front of Gu Mingwei and talking to him.

Gu Jialang is still a child. Such a young child has never tasted the taste of parting. If he can, Gu Jingting never wants his children to try that heartbreaking feeling.

"Lang Lang, come here and meet your grandmother. Is this your first time to see your grandmother?"

Gu Jialang hesitated for a moment. Gu Jingting turned to him and said, "go to my grandfather."

Gu Jialang walks over to Gu Mingwei. Gu Mingwei brings Gu Jialang to himself and says to Gu Jialang, "the stars are your grandmother's favorite flowers. Give your words to grandma."

Gu Jialang bent down and put the bouquet in his hand beside Gu Mingwei's yellow rose.

"Lang Lang, come here, kowtow to your grandmother and tell her your name." Gu Mingwei instructs Gu Jialang.

But Gu Jialang hesitated. He looked at Gu Mingwei and said, "Grandpa, grandma is not Is he dead? Can she hear us? "

Gu Mingwei was stunned by Gu Jialang's innocent words. Soon he reacted and explained to Gu Jialang: "silly boy, as long as you really think about grandma, grandma can hear you, do you understand?"

"Oh." Gu Jialang seemed to know nothing about it, so he introduced himself to his grandmother who was smiling on the tombstone.

"Hello, grandma. I'm your grandson. My name is Gu Jialang. I have a younger brother, Chu Jiarun, who is studying and can't come to see you But please know him. We look the same

Gu Jialang stopped for a moment, turned to look at Gu Jingting beside him, and added: "just like dad and uncle, we are twins..."

Gu Mingwei and Gu Jingting were stunned when they heard the speech, and soon Gu Jialang finished his self introduction. After a self introduction, Gu Jialang's inexplicable confusion had disappeared.

Maybe it's true that there is blood and family relationship. It's a spontaneous and mysterious intimacy.

Gu Jingting then followed his mother and knelt down in front of the tomb with his hands folded. He thought to his mother, "Mom, if you have spirit in heaven, please bless me to find my brother, my brother It's possible that you're still alive. If you're still alive, are you happy? If you can hear me, I hope you can help me find him, even if you give me a clue. "

"Dad, why are you still kneeling there?" Gu Jialang looks up and asks Gu Mingwei.

Gu Mingwei sighed and gently explained to Gu Jialang in a low voice, "your father is whispering to his mother."

Gu Jialang didn't ask any more. At this moment, he suddenly thought of his mother chuerya.

Gu Jialang is still young. He doesn't know what it's like to be melancholy. He just feels a little uncomfortable in his heart. He can't say it. It's like a fish thread stuck in his throat. He can't breathe.

After a long time, the worship activities of the three men were over. Gu Jingting held Gu Jia and Gu Mingwei in one hand and went to the exit of the cemetery.

"Jing Ting, dad is going to find someone. Tomorrow I'm going to take Lang Lang back to Canada. You have to worry about the hard work in the company." Gu Mingwei said to Gu Jingting, and then sighed deeply.

"I know you don't have to worry about Dad's company, though..." Gu Jingting half a sentence stuck in his mouth, changed his tone and said: "in a word, you don't have to worry. I'll take care of everything in the country. You're not healthy. Recovery is the most important."Gu Mingwei nodded. As he walked, he suddenly stopped, and Gu Jingting stopped.

"Dad, what's the matter? Why don't you go? Is something missing? " Gu Jingting asked.

Gu Mingwei shook his head and said, "no, there's nothing left behind. I just want to tell you that dad asked you for the thing you told me last night. Your dad has never asked anyone or said anything soft in his life. Please be your dad for this." There is a trace of vicissitudes on Gu Mingwei's face.

"Dad, don't say that. No matter what, I'll keep looking for him. He's my brother, not only the beloved son of you and my mother, but also my brother." When Gu Jingting said this, he had a bad feeling in his heart.

Although, he never said in front of Gu Mingwei and his mother that they preferred Gu Yingting, because he respected and loved his brother so much.

Being jealous and comparing this matter, Gu Jingting doesn't think it should happen between him and Gu Yingting.

Gu Mingwei read the meaning of Gu Yingting's words. He was silent for a moment and said to Gu Jingting meaningfully: "Jingting, you and your brother are my good sons. Do you know this?"

Gu Jingting froze, a few seconds later, nodded, did not take Gu Mingwei's words.

Perhaps this kind of intimate communication is not suitable for him and Gu Mingwei. The father and son tacit understanding did not go on, and the heart to heart communication between them is enough.

"Dad, Runrun and I, do you like it the same way?" After listening to the dialogue between Gu Jingting and Gu Mingwei, Gu Jialang asks Gu Jingting.

Gu Jingting raised the corner of his mouth, gently winked at Gu Jialang, and said firmly, "of course, you and Runrun are good sons of dad."