Gu Yinuo's words, let cloud painting and Gu Huaiyi both look at each other.
Both of them have some unspeakable feelings.
Yunhua takes a pocket with her. She has long regarded it as her own son. Therefore, Doudou is now a single parent family. At least, she is around to take good care of her. She can take care of her.
Gu Yinuo is also a child of a single parent family. She is with her mother, but only her grandmother is taking care of her.
Gu Yinuo is one year older than Doudou, but how about one year older? In the final analysis, Gu Yinuo is just a 7-year-old girl. A child of this age needs the care of her parents. Even if she is not taken care of and accompanied by her, what is the difference between being brought up by her grandmother and left behind children?
"Yinuo, what's your mother's name?" Cloud painting asked.
Gu Yinuo was stunned for a moment, "my mother's name is Gu Li. Do you know Auntie?"
Gu Li?
Yun Hua shook his head, "I don't know."
Gu Yinuo looked at Gu Huaiyi again, "uncle, do you know?"
"No I don't know. "
Gu Yinuo laughed. "Oh, I thought my mother was my uncle. You know my old friend."
The little girl is so smart and sensitive. She can completely understand the thoughts of the two adults.
Cloud painting is also no embarrassment, "you and your mother's surname."
"No, my father's surname is Gu, and my father's name is Gu Yan." The little girl said with a smile, "do you and uncle know my father?"
No.
Gu Yan, Gu Li, a name completely unknown.
Cloud painting looked at Gu Huai one by one, obviously, Gu Huaiyi is also very strange to these two names.
"I'm sorry, Yinuo. My uncle may miss that old friend too much, so I want to ask him clearly." Yun Hua said with a smile, "but it seems that it doesn't matter. You put away the pendant and the cake is almost ready. You should eat some fruit first. I'll pack you some cakes to take back for breakfast."
"Thank you, auntie." Gu Yinuo has a sweet mouth.
After eating the cake and taking the cake packed by cloud painting, Gu Yinuo went away happily and worried. He insisted on sending Gu Yinuo back.
After the two little guys left, Yunhua looked at Gu Huaiyi and asked, "have you got the sample?"
Gu Huai nodded and opened his hand to Yun Hua. There were several hairs in the palm of his hand.
Yun Hua pauses and whispers, "do it as soon as possible."
Gu Huai a bitter smile, looking at the palm of a few hair, he muttered to himself: "is that necessary?"
"Not afraid of ten thousand." Yunhua added a cup of tea to him, "I won't keep you. Hurry up."
When Doudou came back, Gu Huaiyi had already left.
"What's the matter with you and uncle Gu?" he asked
Yunhua doesn't know how to explain it to Doudou. The main reason is that she doesn't want to lie to children. A lie always needs countless lies to circle.
Looking at the cloud painting, he just sighed helplessly: "OK, it's OK. If it's inconvenient, it's OK. I'm not that curious
The little guy is so considerate. I have to say that Doudou's personality has a lot to do with Zhou Shengbei Qian. Yunhua really appreciates Zhou shengbeiqian. When Doudou needed a father image most, Zhou shengbeiqian played this role. He taught him how to be a boy. As a psychological expert, his words, deeds and education have played a very important role in the cultivation of his Eq.
The pocket is still so small, but he already knows what it is to advance and retreat, to have a sense of responsibility and protection, to leave room for everything, and to respect other people's privacy, which many adults can't do.
Pocket has been upstairs back to the room, but cloud painting suddenly thought of Zhou Shengbei Qian.
At the moment, cloud painting is a little ashamed.
Since returning home, she has only made a call to Zhou Shengbei Qian. The rest of the times, he called her. When she answered the phone, because of some psychological trouble, she always gave the call to pocket pocket without saying a few words.
Maybe he also noticed that she was hiding from him. Later, when he called, he said he wanted to find a pocket.
Thinking like this, guilt comes like a wave.
She pursed her lips, picked up her mobile phone and dialed the international number that was familiar with her heart.
The phone rang for a long time before getting through.
“Hello?” Zhou Shengbei Qian's voice with a heavy nasal sound sounded, as if he had just woken up.
Cloud painting did not know what to say for a while.
“Hello?” Zhou Shengbei Qian asked again.
Yun Hua coughed lightly. Just about to speak, Zhou Shengbei Qian's voice thought again: "painting?"
Listening to his unexpected tone, Yun Hua felt more guilty.
However, before she could speak, Zhou Shengbei Qian quickly asked, "what's wrong with painting? Is something wrong? Don't panic. What's going on? Pocket or you? Calm down and tell me what's going on. Don't worry. I'm hereThe throat of cloud painting rolled, and the throat was choked and uncomfortable.
"I'm fine."
She hurriedly said, "what's wrong with you, cold? It's dumb to listen to. "
He asked again several times, first confirmed that cloud painting really did not make a phone call, this again said: "nothing, just a cold, has been a week, and a few days will be almost."
In foreign countries, cold is such, generally no complications doctors will not give medicine, not to give any injection, often to the doctor's advice, let go back to drink more hot water, the course of disease is generally two weeks.
It's been a week.
Cloud painting sipped lips, "have you got a fever?"
His legs can not act, usually only do upper limb training, generally speaking, there is still a lack of enough exercise type, so he is always easy to cold and fever, the course of disease is much longer than the general people, every time he is sick will be very weak.
"It's no longer burning." His tone was still soft, but his voice was still dull and hoarse.
"You're paying more attention."
"The cloud painting said dryly.
"I know, you and your pocket are the same." He chuckled, "really nothing?"
"It's OK." Cloud painting laughs, "that's It's been a long time since I didn't call you. By the way, didn't you say the leg nerve felt last time? Is there any progress? "
"There's a little bit of progress." Zhou Sheng Bei Qian's voice with a shallow smile, can clearly hear his happiness.
I was happy because of this call.
Cloud painting sighs at the bottom of my heart.
She was very moved by what Zhou Sheng Beiqian did, but also It's just moving.
She can not calmly face the thought that Zhou Sheng Beiqian had to her, she could not do it.
Even if
Even if it is not thin prime, it will not be Zhou Sheng Beiqian.
The reason is simple. Looking at Zhou Sheng Beiqian, she will think of bosqingqing, and she can not cross the threshold.
And more
Cloud painting closed her eyes deeply: moreover, when she saw bosoptimus again, she was sure that she would never fall in love with others again
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