Seeing Gu Shuyuan like this, Mrs. Gu was full of anger and had nowhere to vent. Looking at her son she loved in the past, her proud son was as strange as she was. However, today, Mrs. Gu seemed to be trying to get along with Gu Shuyuan. While Gu Shuyuan's figure had not disappeared, she shouted:

"Gu Shuyuan, have you heard me talking? You don't feel sorry for Chenchen, I feel sorry for you, if Cunxi is here, how could you let Chenchen treat Chenchen like this? Gu Shuyuan, will you feel sorry for your son?"

Gu Shuyuan stopped leaving, his body stiffened, and he said nothing, and he walked away directly, saying nothing, and refuted nothing to Mrs. Gu. He just took those heavy and stiff steps and disappeared from the corner of the second floor.

In the living room, the atmosphere was suppressed by Mrs. Gu's words. The butler and the servant lowered their heads and did not dare to breathe for a moment.

For fear of harming the fish in the pond, the most unfavorable word in Xishanyuan has been Mo Cunxi. The new servants don’t know, but those who have been in Xishanyuan for more than a year know.

Mr. Gu in Xishanyuan has a wife, who is also a soldier, just like her. She went out to perform tasks a year ago and has not come back for a year.

Since then, Mr. Gu's temperament has become more and more cold and elusive. He often sits in the study and looks at his cell phone for a long time. Sometimes, he looks at the young master for a long time. His eyes and expression are gentleness and affection that they have never seen before.

They had secretly guessed whether the wife was dead and died on the way to perform the mission, but they did not see the husband holding a funeral or the army saying it, so this idea was directly denied as soon as it came out.

Over the past year, Mr. Gu often opened the door of Xishanyuan, but visitors, no matter who they were, were all blocked from the door and were not allowed to enter Xishanyuan. Mrs. Gu finally moved out of the deceased father Gu, who was able to enter Xishanyuan.

The gate of Xishanyuan is often open, so people once again speculated that Mr. Gu was actually waiting for someone to come back, but after a year, he never saw any Mrs. Gu.

Mrs. Gu looked at Gu Shuyuan's figure disappearing from the corner, with tears in her eyes, sitting on the sofa without saying anything for a long time, as if she was regretting and guilty. It was not until Mo Xichen returned from outside that she broke the depressing atmosphere in this room.

Seeing his grandson's red face, Mrs. Gu felt very uncomfortable. She held Mo Xichen's cold red hand with a look of distress, put it in her palm, rubbing it.

"Grandma's little heart, why has it been frozen like this? Why has it been frozen like this?"

That look of distress.

In the study upstairs, Gu Shuyuan sat in the soft chair, staring at the photos on his phone screen in a daze, his eyes becoming so affectionate and gentle. Through the screen, his fingertips fell on the smiling face on the screen, his heart was so uncomfortable that he felt tight and his whole chest became suffocating.

The fingertips fell inch by inch between the man's eyebrows and eyes, and on the man's high nose and mouth, inch by inch, with such gentle and careful movements, as if touching his beloved person.

It's been a year, Momo, it's been a year, aren't you coming back yet?

It's been a year, are you still unwilling to come back?

Chenchen has grown a lot taller, are you still unwilling to come back?

Seven months ago, news came from there that the garrison troops Mo Cunxi had conducted a large-scale terrorist cleaning activity. The battle was said to be very tragic. He sat in Jiangcheng nervously, listening to the waves of reports coming, and the bloody process showed the bloody and difficulties of the war.

Later he heard that the cleaning activity finally achieved a successful victory, but Si Nan was injured in the struggle and was urgently transferred from the army to the General Hospital of Jiangcheng. He had visited him, but he could not see Mo Cunxi. In the hospital, he wanted to ask Si Nan about Mo Cunxi.

But after being ridiculed by Si Nan unexpectedly, he still didn't tell him anything. But now, a whole year has passed, and there are fewer and fewer news about Mo Cunxi returning to Jiangcheng, and it has gradually disappeared.

The news from the fourth company garrison troops above was also official, and it was no longer official.

He had wanted to go and see it secretly, but everything was arranged, but he was finally defeated by the orders conveyed from above.

It's been a whole year, Momo and Li Zheng were sentenced to death, and it's already six months ago that they left. Don't you come back to see it?

If you don't care about me, you have to look at Chenchen. That brat always secretly wiped his tears with your photos late at night. Momo, why haven't you come back yet?

No matter how gentle the whispers were, they seemed particularly powerless and uncomfortable when facing the empty room and the room without that human atmosphere.

Now, by the past, Mo Cunxi has been away from Jiangcheng for a year.
Chapter completed!