He picked up the empty cup, closed the door and went out.
Gu Zhiyin did not leave, he walked to the sofa and sat down.
He took a cigarette from the cigarette case, put it in his mouth and was about to light it, when Song Heng called.
"Master Gu, Miss Mu is going to see the old lady this afternoon."
Gu Zhiyin took the cigarette out of his mouth and frowned, "Why did Ning Ning go to see her?"
"This..." Song Heng hesitated whether to say it.
"explain."
"Mrs. Gu took Miss Mu to the funeral home. It was... the home where your mother was."
Gu Zhiyin's face suddenly darkened.
He closed his eyes and restrained his emotions.
Opening her eyes again, her tone was as if it had been tempered by ice, "I will stop taking her medicine for a week, and no one will be allowed to treat her."
"Wean off the medicine? What if the old lady doesn't make it through?"
"Then contact the funeral center."
"..."
hang up the phone.
He wanted to smoke, but found that the cigarette had been broken in his hand.
Gu Zhiyin threw it on the coffee table upset, took his coat and went out.
…
Gu Zhiyin went to the funeral parlor.
Met Jiang Shuhui.
It's been a long time since he came here to see her.
Don't dare to come, don't have the nerve to come.
Seeing her lying in the ice coffin like this made him very stressed and would have nightmares for a period of time.
But he always wanted to pay her respects every year, so he sold her an empty tomb in the best cemetery in the capital.
Pretending she was buried, deceiving himself and relieving the stress and anxiety in his heart.
Although Jiang Shuhui was not a very competent mother, she saved him with her life when he was about to die.
When Jiang Shuhui was awake, she would hug him and apologize, and cry and tell him that mother will always love you...
He remembered everything she said.
The funeral home got off work at twelve o'clock, and Gu Zhiyin didn't leave until they closed the shop.
He drove back to Mu Ning's apartment.
The bedroom door is still closed.
After meeting Jiang Shuhui, Gu Zhiyin's mood hit rock bottom and he felt a little confused.
At this moment, he wanted to hold Mu Ning and want Mu Ning to comfort him.
Standing at the door of the bedroom, Gu Zhiyin came over in a trance. Ning Ning asked him to leave, she didn't want to see him.
Gu Zhiyin let go of the door handle and turned to the living room.
He sat on the sofa and smoked anxiously. His legs began to hurt on a rainy day. He frowned, rubbed them, smoked two cigarettes, and lay down on the sofa.
He didn't fall asleep much. He was woken up just as he was about to sleep. It was dark outside and it was still raining. When he looked at the time, it was three in the morning.
Gu Zhiyin sat up and lit a cigarette, leaning against the sofa until dawn.
At six o'clock, Gu Zhiyin came into the room to see her. She was still sleeping. He gently put his hand on her forehead. The fever had subsided.
Mu Ning didn't notice that he came in. She hugged the quilt and slept peacefully.
Gu Zhiyin breathed a sigh of relief and turned around to see the admission record again.
His gaze lingered for a moment, then he picked it up, turned around and went out.
Gu Zhiyin took her clothes, took a shower in the bathroom outside, dressed neatly, and left the apartment.
…
Mu Ning woke up at nine o'clock in the morning. He had slept for too long and his head was still groggy.
The phone rang, and she reached for it and put it to her ear to answer it.
"Ms. Mu, we are from a wedding company. Do you think you can come over if you have time? Let's discuss wedding-related matters..."
Mu Ning heard the whimpering over there, his mind went blank and he didn't react.
"Wait a minute, when did I contact you?"
"Oh, it was Mr. Gu who asked our company to contact you and said that we should handle it according to your preferred standards and style."
"..."
Mu Ning rubbed his aching temples, "Sorry, I haven't figured out the situation yet. I'll contact you later."
Mu Ning hung up the phone, sat up and wanted to wake up, and found that the admission record on the bedside had been taken away.
She paused and immediately called Gu Zhiyin.
"Gu Zhiyin, what do you mean?"
"woke up?"
Her tone was cold, "Why did you ask the wedding company to contact me?"
The man's voice was deep and clear, "There are two things to do when getting married, the wedding and the certificate. If you don't get the certificate, the wedding will have to be held."
"I don't want to talk about marriage now."
"You have to marry me."
Mu Ning raised his voice, "I told you, I don't want to talk now."
There was silence on the other side, slightly hoarse, "When do you want to wait?"
Her face was indifferent, "I don't know, at least not now."
There was silence on the phone for a long time, and the man asked softly and hoarsely, "Will you leave me?"
Mu Ning frowned lightly, "I think you should explain the child we lost before asking this question."
The man opposite stopped talking.
The silence on the phone made Mu Ning feel even more depressed. She couldn't help but continue, "Why does everyone know that I am the only one who is kept in the dark? If I hadn't found out, would you have kept hiding it?"
Gu Zhiyin sat in the office chair and looked at Mu Ning's photo, "I don't tell you because I want to protect you and don't want you to get hurt."
Mu Ning's eyes turned red, "You can protect me in many ways. The child was conceived in my belly, and I am its mother. You have to let me know its existence!"
Gu Zhiyin's voice was silent, "Ning Ning, if time could go back to that day and I had to choose again, I would still choose to hide it."
"Because you can't understand how painful it is to know that your child is gone. You shouldn't bear such pain."
How could she not know how painful it was.
Just like now, more than five months have passed before she found out that a child had died.
That was her little angel. She didn't even have a chance to take a look before she was forced to accept it all.
This helpless and powerless sadness was suppressed in her chest and could not be vented. She could only blame Gu Zhiyin for all this.
Mu Ning gritted his teeth and trembled his eyelashes, "Gu Zhiyin, the child is not only yours, but also mine! It came out of my belly! Who are you to decide all this? Are you used to being dictatorial?"
"This unexpected child is a gift from God. Before I even knew of its existence, I was directly informed of its death!"
"It's because of the Gu family that I don't have a child. If you didn't ask me to go back to my old house during the Chinese New Year and didn't let me get involved in the disputes between you and the Gu family, the child should be safe and sound in my belly now, instead of just staying in my belly 48 The sky will be gone!”
Mu Ning vented all the grievances he had suppressed in his heart.
"I know……"
Gu Zhiyin closed his eyes, feeling a dull tearing pain in his heart. He couldn't help but ask again, "Will you leave me?"
Mu Ning said nothing.
Gu Zhiyin swallowed hard, his throat was dry and hoarse, "Let's go have breakfast. There is boiled brown sugar and ginger tea. Drink some if your stomach hurts."
"The fever has just gone down. Take a good rest at home, don't catch a cold, and remember to take medicine."
He seemed reluctant to hang up the phone and gave a lot of advice.
Mu Ning remained silent.
She didn't want Gu Zhiyin to know that she was crying.
It wasn't until the phone hung up and she stared at the ceiling that she burst into tears.
…
Gu Zhiyin would go home every night. If he had a social event, he would go there to socialize. If not, he would sit in the car and smoke. Anyway, he would not open the door until Mu Ning fell asleep.
He didn't make a sound when he came home. After taking a shower in the bathroom outside, he stayed in the study. The next morning, before Mu Ning woke up, he went to work.
Quietly, as if he had never been home.
But every morning when Mu Ning wakes up, he will see breakfast in the incubator.
One day she got up to drink water at night and happened to bump into Gu Zhiyin coming out of the shower.
She stood at the door of the room and he stood at the door of the bathroom.
The two looked at each other in silence.
