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Si Zeyu heard Yuan Xiumei say on the phone that Zhuang Zhuang locked himself in the room and didn't come out for a long time.

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

He came to the door of the strong room.

saw Yuan Xiumei and Si Jia with anxious faces.

"What's wrong? How could Zhuang Zhuang lock himself in his room? Si Zeyu looked at Si Jia with a cold face.

"Brother, we went to Gu's house in the afternoon, Mrs. Gu said some ugly words, it is estimated that it is stimulated to be strong, you know that children's hearts are very fragile, especially children whose mothers are not around are even more fragile!" After speaking, Si Jia deliberately glanced at the expressions of Si Zeyu and Yuan Xiumei.

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

But Yuan Xiumei was slightly stunned, and a trace of distress seemed to flash in her eyes, but it was fleeting.

Si Jia looked at his brother's unhurried appearance, and a wave of disappointment poured into his eyes.

Is it true that all men are like this? The death and life of the once loved, in the face of interests, have forgotten to remember the oath?

Her heart ached faintly, chaotic, and instantly lost confidence in the beautiful love she longed for.

"Zeyu, hurry up and find a way to let Zhuang Zhuang open the door, this kid has locked himself in for a long time, I'm really worried that something will happen?"

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

"Butler, where's the spare key to this room?"

Yuan Xiumei and Si Jia were shocked, yes, when they came back from the Gu family, Zhuang Zhuang locked himself in the room, they were so anxious that they forgot the spare key.

The housekeeper brought the spare key.

Si Zeyu opened the door for the first time, and several people looked over, only to see Zhuang Zhuang sitting engrossed in front of the small desk and busy with something.

Several people finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Si Zeyu walked in with long legs.

Yuan Xiumei and Si Jia were about to follow up as soon as possible, Si Zeyu turned around and gestured with his index finger to his mouth, and closed the door of the strong room.

Zhuang Zhuang sat at the small desk in the room, drawing seriously, and when he saw Si Zeyu coming in, he just raised his eyes and looked down.

Si Zeyu sat down next to him, his fingers tapping on the tabletop, and Zhuang Zhuang ignored him.

Seeing that Zhuang Zhuang didn't speak, and lowered his head to draw, Si Zeyu turned his head to see what he had drawn.

It's okay not to look at it, but when I saw him, I was stunned, is this something drawn by a child who is less than four years old?

He painted a sketch, and he also painted Du Qiuyi, his facial features are very similar, especially the eyes are particularly expressive.

What are you drawing...... Your mom? ”

Hearing this, Zhuang Zhuang put down the pen in his hand, picked up the sketchbook and looked at it carefully, his eyes showed unspeakable grievances, and he nodded:

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

As he spoke, Zhuang Zhuang looked at the painting in his hand intently, his eyes full of longing.

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

Yes, it was such a person who attracted him to keep moving closer to her.

This painting is very expressive, and when she smiles in the painting, it seems that she sees the real Du Qiuyi standing in front of her and smiling at herself.

Seeing this, Si Zeyu asked out loud:

"Zhuangzhuang, have you ever learned to draw?"

"I studied it in a painting class in kindergarten."

Si Zeyu raised his eyebrows, he was a superhuman talent, he had only learned to paint for one stage, and he painted Du Qiuyi so fascinated.

Looking at the person in the painting, Si Zeyu's mind was full of Du Qiuyi's injured eyes when he looked at her a few days ago, and his dark eyes flashed with thoughts.

Zhuang Zhuang saw the changes in Si Zeyu, took back the painting book, and stroked the person on the painting with his hand.

"Dad, will you take me to Mommy? I miss her so much? I don't want to live in a big house, I don't want to eat delicacies from the mountains and seas, I just want to be with my mother! Zhuang Zhuang's tears poured out unconsciously, and he looked at Si Zeyu with pleading eyes.

Seeing the pleading eyes and the trembling voice, Si Zeyu's heart was touched, and an indescribable sourness came to him.

His big broad palms, covering his strong head, doted gently on his head.

"Zhuangzhuang, do you believe Dad?"

Hearing this, Zhuang Zhuang suddenly looked up at Si Zeyu, did not make a sound, just shook his head.

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

Yes, even Du Qiuyi didn't believe him in what he did, let alone a child who was less than four years old.

But in the next second, Zhuang Zhuang asked:

"Dad, do you really not love Mommy?"

Si Zeyu was stunned for a moment, looking at Zhuangzhuang's somewhat 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 looked at Du Qiuyi's portrait and was a little emotional.

"Zhuangzhuang, you are still too young, there are some things you don't understand, when you grow up and become a man, you will know that if you want to protect someone, you must make yourself strong, so that you can give her enough security to be qualified to love her!"

Zhuang Zhuang was confused when he heard it, but he saw helplessness in Si Zeyu's eyes.

Si Zeyu held the strong hand, and a sharp edge flashed under his eyes.

"Trust Dad, you'll see Mom soon!"

Hearing Si Zeyu say this, Zhuangzhuang's mood finally improved.

Si Zeyu took out a tissue and wiped away the tears in the corners of Zhuangzhuang's eyes.

"Boys don't shed tears easily, you know?"

"Dad, I just hope you talk and don't hurt my mother!"

Hearing this, Si Zeyu hugged Zhuang Zhuang in his arms.

How could he be willing to hurt her, he didn't love her enough!

However, now in the eyes of everyone, he is indeed hurting her, hurting her so hard that she is suffocated.

Thinking of this, Si Zeyu's heart chuckled, his breathing suddenly became urgent, and he felt a sharp pain in his heart.

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

"Dad, I stink so much, can you help me take a bath!"

"Good!"

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

After a while, Zhuang Zhuang fell asleep.

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

After seeing Zhuang Zhuang sleeping soundly, Si Zeyu covered Zhuang Zhuang with the quilt and stood up.

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

Suddenly, a clear and painful feeling of soreness and numbness in my heart hit.

After a long time, he carefully placed the portrait on the small desk, turned off the lamp in the strong room, and walked out lightly.

The next day, the sun was shining.

Si Zeyu had just eaten breakfast and was about to go to the company when he was stopped by Si Jia.

"Brother, will you give me a ride along the way?" Si Jia raised her eyebrows, revealing 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 was wrong with Si Jia, and he had to go out so early.

"I signed up for a stage play a few days ago, and I received a notice last night to ask me to go to the crew for an interview today, good brother, will you give me a ride? Si Jia grabbed Si Zeyu's arm and swayed it from side to side, his coquettish skills were first-class.

"I still have something to do, I'm busy, go find your boyfriend!" Si Zeyu didn't seem to eat this, and refused without thinking.

Si Jia's little heart was obviously seriously traumatized, and the red lips that were still upturned just now suddenly pouted.

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

"What? Quarrel again? When Si Zeyu spoke, he didn't forget to look at Si Jia, and saw her pouting mouth and obviously unhappy face, which he guessed correctly.

Si Jia looked at the time and looked a little anxious.

"Brother, it's not easy to take a taxi here in the villa, can you give me a ride?"

Si Zeyu shook his head and said helplessly:

"I can't stand you, hurry up!"

Hearing this, Si Jia grabbed his backpack, held Si Zeyu's arm, and smiled.

"Hehe, thank you, brother!"

Just when Si Jia and Si Zeyu walked out of the villa, Gu Bingxia suddenly came to the gate of the Si family's old mansion.

Si Jia saw Gu Bingxia getting off the car with a large bag of things in his hand, and there was a touch of contempt in his eyes.

Hmph, I bought so many things early in the morning, and she didn't suffer at all by calling her sycophants.

The curvature of the corners of Gu Bingxia's mouth opened, and she ran to Si Zeyu happily.

"Zeyu, you're going out so early?"

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

Gu Bingxia's body trembled violently, looking at Si Zeyu's sudden indifference, this feeling seemed to make her go back to a long time ago.

There was some sadness in her eyes.

When Si Jia heard this, he was a little proud and looked at Gu Bingxia.

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

Gu Bingxia's face was injured, looking at Si Zeyu, thinking that he would come over earlier and have a good talk with Si Zeyu, after all, he hadn't seen him for many days.

"Zeyu, you are busy first, can we have lunch together at noon?"

"I don't know how busy it will be? You still don't have to wait for me! His voice was still cold, without a hint of expression.

Gu Bingxia's heart instantly fell to the bottom, could it be because Zhuang Zhuang made such a fuss at her house yesterday that Si Zeyu was angry?

Or did Si Jia add oil and vinegar to what he said?

Or as Si Zeming said, Si Zeyu was using her at all, and her hands carrying things trembled unconsciously.

I have mixed feelings in my heart.

Just when her mind was cranky.

Si Zeyu spoke slowly and logically.

"You wait for me to call, I'm done to call you, let's make an appointment!"