"Come here."

She stretched out her hand and beckoned to Gu Tingyuan, patted the place beside her again, and motioned for him to sit down.

Except for Mu Wan, she always has a touch of tenderness on her face.

As Gu Tingyuan took a step, Mu Wan was very self-aware and pulled out the hand he held in the palm of his hand.

She knew very well that An Rongxi didn't like herself, so there was no need to follow her passionately, it was very suitable to stand here, and it also made her a little more comfortable.

She suddenly withdrew her hand, causing Gu Tingyuan to pause slightly, and turned his head and couldn't help but glance at her.

Mu Wan was in a hurry: "I, I'll go and pour a glass of water for my aunt." ”

After saying that, he hurriedly turned around and walked to the kitchen.

An Rongxi glanced at her back when she entered the kitchen, quickly retracted it, and faced Gu Tingyuan: "Son, come, sit here." ”

Gu Tingyuan's face was dark, and there was no smile.

He looked at his mother, and some of the words were finally pushed back.

"It's still the same as before......" An Rongxi looked up and looked at the house she had lived in for almost thirty years with nostalgia.

His eyes swept over a sofa chair and Yuan Zhuo next to the screen not far away, remembering that Gu Ming would sit in that chair and read the newspaper every weekend morning.

"Nothing has changed, except for your father."

I don't know if An Rongxi said this sentence deliberately, or because she missed Gu Ming, so she felt it, but listening to Gu Tingyuan's heart, it was like a thorn in his heart.

Mu Wan was holding a glass of warm water, and as soon as she walked out of the dining room, she heard An Rongxi's words, and her body couldn't help but stiffen instantly, standing in place.

Gu Tingyuan naturally saw her standing at the door of the dining room, and knew that her mother's words had a great psychological impact on her.

After a long time, Mu Wan overcame the debt in her heart and walked to the sofa with boiling water.

She didn't make a sound, just quietly put the tea on the coffee table.

Gu Tingyuan's face was a little heavy, and when she put down the glass of water and wanted to leave, he suddenly stretched out his long arm and pulled her to sit beside him in an instant.

Then he said in a calm voice: "Just let the maid do this kind of thing like serving tea and pouring water." ”

Mu Wan turned her head and stared at him in surprise.

An Rongxi's gaze fell on the two of them, and finally stayed on her son's cold face.

After half a ring, she suddenly spoke: "Tingyuan, help me go up and look at the room." ”

Gu Tingyuan got up: "Okay." ”

As soon as the two of them walked to the staircase, An Rongxi turned to look at Lu Anxiao as if she remembered something: "An Xiao, thanks to your careful care during this time, don't go to your grandfather Gu for lunch, stay and eat." ”

When Lu Anxiao heard this, he immediately smiled: "Okay." ”

Gu Tingyuan was silent, his mother had just come back, and he naturally couldn't refute her meaning.

came to the second floor, looked at the familiar furnishings in the room, every scene and object, all of them were still the same as in the old days, An Rongxi's eyes couldn't help but reveal feelings of longing.

She walked to the side of the bed and sat down, raised her eyes slightly and looked at her son: "Did you deliberately do that move just now for your mother?" ”

Gu Tingyuan raised his eyes slightly: "I know, you don't like her." ”

"You also know that as long as you like it, Mom never objected, that's because I know that you have a sense of proportion in everything. But now, can you tell Mom why you want to keep this girl around? ”

Gu Tingyuan knew what his mother cared about, but now, he couldn't give her a satisfactory answer.

"My father's death was just an accident." There was a long silence before he spoke.