A hospital in the city.

"The bones are misaligned, I'll help you take them back, it will hurt a little, you bear with it." A simple and gentle voice rang out in the office.

An Muxi bit her lower lip and nodded.

No, the next moment, a wail suddenly pierced the sky, and Gu Zhuoyang's entire face darkened.

"That's what you said, it hurts?"

"Easy!"

President Gu Da was so distressed that he was annoyed.

Simple is very innocent, he really didn't work hard, everyone else took it like this.

An Muxi's tears fell down with fear, and his face turned pale, "It hurts...... Gu Zhuoyang ......"

Gu Zhuoyang hurriedly hugged her to comfort her, that tone, that look, as gentle as you want, "I'm here, be good, it won't hurt later." ”

As he spoke, he glanced at it again.

……

Because of An Muxi's call when he was in pain, and being needed at that moment, Gu Zhuoyang was in a very good mood for the next day, and he was even more friendly to An Muxi, needless to say, it was like a different person, and he also prepared dinner for An Muxi himself.

And looking at An Muxi, she didn't seem to realize that she had made Gu Zhuoyang have a rare good mood, and stupidly thought that he was laughing at her, and the pig-like wail when he was picking up the bones.

So much so that she ate a meal that was not very tasty.

She was in pain to death, and he was so happy?

"Not in tune with appetite?" Poor Gu Zhuoyang, who was wronged, didn't know it, and continued to show gentleness and put a piece of meat in her bowl.

An Muxi looked at the dishes in the bowl and suddenly remembered that she had never eaten what Li Shiyu had prepared.

The heart was unhappy and turned bitter, and the little woman lowered her head and said nothing.

"What's wrong? Does your foot still hurt? Gu Zhuoyang's warm voice then poured into his eardrums, An Muxi bit his lower lip, raised his eyes, looked at him, and smiled faintly, "No, it doesn't hurt." ”

"Then eat, you didn't eat much at noon."

“…… Well. ”

After answering, An Muxi lowered his head again and ate silently.

"I've already told Jian Jian about your physical condition, and I will accompany you to have a regular check-up from today onwards."

An Muxi looked up in surprise, with a mouthful of food in his mouth.

Her body, how does he know?

Gu Zhuoyang continued to eat elegantly as if nothing had happened.

At this moment, there was a sudden sound of the door opening outside, An Muxi was startled, and hurriedly swallowed the food in her mouth, but she didn't look outside for the first time, but responded to Gu Zhuoyang's words.

"Don't bother, I'm fine now."

"Are you alright?"

"Well, it's okay."

"Yes." Gu Zhuoyang's lips suddenly hooked, and a hint of meaning floated over the corners of his mouth, "I'll check it at night." ”

An Muxi opened her lips slightly, not understanding.

When he opened his mouth and was about to say something, Zhou Xiwen's voice suddenly came in.

"Huh? Are you two eating? It just so happens that I made some dumplings tonight and brought them to you. ”

When the sound came, when the people arrived, Zhou Xiwen put a thermos box on the dining table, looked at the two of them with a smile, and his eyes stopped on An Muxi's face, "Xiaoxi, try it, Auntie's craftsmanship is even Zhuo Yang's applause." ”

"Mom, I said once that the food you cooked was too salty, and you didn't give me meat for three meals, do I dare to say that it's not good?"

Zhou Xiwen, "......"

Are you sure this is her own son?

It just looks alike, right?

An Muxi couldn't help but smile.

Zhou Xiwen coughed lightly in embarrassment, and then swore and said, "I don't dare to say anything else, but this dumpling will definitely not disappoint you." ”

It turned out to be true.

An Muxi didn't have much appetite, but after eating a dumpling, he suddenly had a great appetite.

Gu Zhuoyang looked at her with relish, and her face was full of black lines.

Eating the dishes he made looks like eating, and you're so happy to eat the dumplings?

President Gu Da is not convinced!

Is his cooking so slow? Or did she want to keep her distance from him, to the point where she didn't even want to eat what he cooked?

All kinds of thoughts hit Gu Zhuoyang's mind, and the more he thought about it, the more angry he became, he put down his chopsticks with a snap, got up and left the restaurant.

The humor that pervaded Zhou Xiwen and An Muxi suddenly stiffened.

"What's wrong with him?" Zhou Xiwen blinked in confusion.

"Aunt Gu, he is your son, you should know him better, so if you don't know, I don't know." An Muxi swallowed the last bite of dumplings and replied cautiously, for fear that one would accidentally provoke that person to be angry again.

The temper is so weird, it's exactly the same as Li Shiyu.

Powerful ......

An Muxi's expression froze, and his heart throbbed violently again for this name that easily jumped out of his mind.

I don't know what happened to him......

"Nozomi."

"Nozomi?"

"Huh? Aunt Gu. ”

"What's the fuss? Why don't you eat it? Zhou Xiwen looked at her gently.

"I'm full, I've eaten a lot." An Muxi touched her round little belly, and replied with a smile, "Aunt Gu, do you want to go and see him?" I'll clean it up. ”

In fact, I was afraid of facing Zhou Xiwen, afraid that she would say something she couldn't answer, and ask questions she couldn't answer.

After all, in her eyes, she and Gu Zhuoyang have ...... Okay, right?

"How can this be done, you go to see him, he is my son, I have been watching him for thirty years."

Ambrosi, "......"

So she wants to say that she is already aesthetically tired of her son?

But...... He's thirty years old?

"Aunt Gu, is he already thirty?" looks so charming, and the skin is so good, you can't tell that you are already thirty years old.

Sure enough, God is still very partial.

Zhou Xiwen smiled proudly, "Yes, it's thirty-one next month, can't you see it?" Still like a lad, isn't it? ”

"Let me think about it, his birthday is on the fifth of next month, but, that kid is very weird, he never wants to celebrate his birthday, so don't look at our family like this, in fact, he didn't hold a birthday party for him after he was two years old, he didn't even want to eat a cake, we wanted to surprise him when he was three years old, and secretly did it for him, and invited a lot of VIPs, but he smashed the cake."

"Why?" An Muxi was stunned.

I've seen children who eat noisy cakes, but I've never seen children who don't even want to celebrate their birthdays.

What's more, it's only three years old......

No, no, that's not the point, the point is, Gu Zhuoyang was already so hot at the age of three!?

An Muxi secretly pinched a cold sweat, no wonder he was so violent now!

"We don't know why, this question is still a mystery in our family, and no one dares to ask him, and when he asks, he loses his temper."

"Xiaoxi, do you think there's something wrong with my son?" Zhou Xiwen suddenly approached An Muxi, directed her gaze to the man who was reading the newspaper on the sofa outside, and asked in a low voice.

That look, thief!

The corner of An Muxi's eyes twitched, "It should be...... No way? ”

Zhou Xiwen looked thoughtful, "I don't think so, so if you don't do that, you can give him a birthday next month?" If he still doesn't accept it, then he may really have a problem. ”

Ambrosi, "......"

Why not, if he accepts it, it means that there is a problem?

How could someone who has been reluctant to celebrate her birthday since she was a child suddenly spend time with her?

"Aunt Gu, this ...... He's definitely not going to accept it, so forget it. She didn't want to him off again.

"Not necessarily." Zhou Xiwen appraised and said, "You are too different to him, Xiaoxi, Auntie believes that you can change him!" ”

"He doesn't need to change......" An Muxi almost blurted out, she didn't want to change him, that wasn't what she should do.

"Who said he didn't need to change, he needed to change too much, his temper was so weird, he was never gentle with my mother, Xiaoxi, if you have a chance, you will teach him a good lesson for me, stinky boy, I don't know who to follow, it's not like me at all."

Ambrosi, "......"

……

After Zhou Xiwen left, it was already past nine o'clock in the evening.

She didn't want to leave yet, so she had to catch An Muxi to watch the soap opera together, and it was very exciting to watch, but she was kicked out of the house by her own son himself.

An Muxi will probably never forget the sad expression on Zhou Xiwen's face when he was pushed out of the door.

It's like being born without love.

After taking a bath, An Muxi jumped on the bed on one foot and lay down, the whole person formed a large shape, and breathed a long sigh of relief.

I'm tired, it's time to sleep.

She rolled over.

No, as soon as she closed her eyes, Li Shi Yu Junyi's face appeared in her mind again, she opened her eyes suddenly, sat up, and shook her head desperately.

But the more restrained and depressed she was, the deeper the memories of the past became, and the clearer his shadow became.

Powerful ......

Powerful ......

Her heart kept silently reciting this name that made her love and hate, and she was flustered.

Is he doing now? Did you sleep well? Is it good to eat? Have you ever recidived your stomach problems?

A flurry of worries came flooding.

An Muxi hugged his swollen head and buried himself deep in the bed.

Don't think about it.

Ambrosi, don't think about him anymore.

Don't forget, the person who helped you kill Ye Feiran was Gu Zhuoyang, not him.

Not him......

How could he bear it? How can you do it?

That, but his first love, his former love, even if he hates it now, he will still have feelings.

So don't be nostalgic, let it go, you, after all, can't get into that position in his heart......

"Click!"

The disciple was pushed away, An Muxi's thoughts were broken, he sat up reflexively, grabbed a pillow casually, and looked at Gu Zhuoyang who stepped in vigilantly.

He was dressed in a white bathrobe, with a loose knot tied around his waist, his honey-colored chest exposed, and the tight muscles could be faintly seen......

Wild, sexual. Feel!

What did you want to do at this time, this dress, coming into her room, and not knocking on the door?

An Muxi's heartbeat suddenly missed a beat.

"You...... What are you doing here? ”

Gu Zhuoyang hooked his lips evilly, "Come and check your body." ”