"It's delicious, little brother."

Zhou Yili smiled dotingly at Gu Mengling.

When Gu Mengyi saw this scene, she was slightly stunned, and an indescribable feeling spread in her heart.

"Coax a child, you can easily frighten her." Zhou Yili saw Gu Mengling happily eating ice cream, so she raised her head and said to Gu Mengyi.

"I don't need you to pay it, I know." Although Gu Mengyi was a little embarrassed, she was still stubborn.

Zhou Yili looked at the woman in front of him speechlessly, you say, what's the way of the world? looks pretty good, why is this virtue. Can't you just admit your mistakes?

Zhou Yili really didn't bother to pay attention to this woman.

Why is there such a big difference between people? Think of his shallowness, gentleness and kindness, and respect for others.

This woman doesn't even have basic respect for strangers.

Zhou Yi's centrifugal head had greatly reduced his impression of this person.

The man before Gu Mengyi met didn't say a word, turned around and left, and suddenly felt a little guilty. She seemed to blame him all the time, but he didn't do anything. He even bought Xiaoling an ice cream and comforted her.

Isn't that attitude too much?

Gu Mengyi began to care, but Zhou Yili didn't take it to heart at all.

As far as he was concerned, it was the little girl who might have cared about him, and as for the savage and unreasonable woman, he had never taken it to heart.

However, Zhou Yili, who was walking on the path, looked at the groups of people in three or five, and couldn't stop envious in his heart.

It's been five or six years since he came out, and it turns out that it's been so long before he knows it.

In the past five or six years, he has focused on his career. He likes to sing, he likes this career, so in order to prove it, he came out to work hard alone.

But his heart was always empty, and he always felt that something was missing.

It seemed like he hadn't seen his mother for a long time, and he hadn't seen his father for a long time.

Although his father deliberately stimulated him, he was still stimulated.

A few years ago, he was able to meet his mother and have a meal together. But in the next three or four years, he was so busy that he didn't have time to ask her out.

And his own father, who he could only learn about from the newspapers.

Looking at the merry-go-round in front of him, Zhou Yili was in a trance, and he suddenly remembered.

His mother used to take him to play with this when he was a child, and he always pestered her to sit with him and let her tell him stories in the 'carriage'.

Thinking of this, Zhou Yili's eyes were a little ruddy.

"That heartless son, I don't even know how to come back to see his parents."

There seemed to be a hoarse voice in my ears.

"Isn't it, heartless."

"That's that kid, he still wants to go out and break into a pattern, and he's a shame."

"However, in the end, the ideal and the reality are still equated."

"Who knows."

"But even if that kid still has a conscience, he still knows to come to the playground for a walk, otherwise the two of us will run in vain."

"Look at this kid, he doesn't dare to look back when he hears it, he has no guts as always."

The sound of the two of them joking with each other behind him made Zhou Yili cry.

"Mom, Dad." Zhou Yili couldn't help but turn his head after all, looking at his parents who were already full of gray hair, his nose was sore, he couldn't help but stretch out his hand, quickly took a few steps forward, and hugged the two old men into his arms.