Without giving Gong Si a chance to answer, Luo Cheng hung up the phone.
Gong Si had no choice but to wait until Xiaojun finished class before calling Xiaojun: "Son, don't go home by yourself after school. Wait for your Aunt Xiaojia to pick you up."
"I know." Xiaojun replied obediently.
"Son, I'm sorry. I told you that today is your first day of school and I would pick you up, but I broke my promise again." Gong Si was full of guilt.
Ever since Xiaojun returned to this city, she has been like a mouse that cannot see the light every day, hiding from people when she sees it. It is all her fault that she still has a home and cannot return.
"Mao Maomao must want me to hide from Uncle Luo. It doesn't matter. I'm playing with my classmates at school. It's better to go home later." Xiaojun is young, but he is understanding. He probably knows that he is hiding from his uncle named Luo.
Gong Si laughed when she heard this, and when she hung up the phone, she worriedly warned: "If you need anything, call me anytime, and don't run out of the road, you know?"
After Xiaojun agreed, she hung up the phone and called Mi Xiaojia.
As soon as Mi Xiaojia heard that she could pick up Xiaojun from school, she got off work early without saying a word and went straight to school. She picked up Xiaojun successfully, and Gong Si felt relieved.
As soon as five o'clock arrived, Gong Si picked up her handbag and left the magazine office, heading straight to the underground parking lot.
Not long after, Luo Cheng arrived at the parking lot, asked her to get in the car, and then sent her back to Mi Xiaojia's small apartment.
Along the way, Gong Si was very quiet and looked out the window intently.
When they almost arrived at their destination, Luo Cheng broke the silence and asked: "What are you thinking about?!"
"I feel like this city hasn't changed much." Gong Si replied quietly.
It's just that things have changed, people have changed, and they have all gone away.
Not long after, the car stopped in Luocheng, Gong Si got out of the car and went to the small apartment.
Luo Cheng followed her leisurely. Gong Si paused, turned around and smiled: "Mr. Luo, please go back. I'm home safely."
"Won't you invite me to come in and sit down?" Luo Cheng asked with raised eyebrows, unable to guess what the woman in front of him was thinking.
She was smiling, but her smile was not so enthusiastic, but rather a little distant, as if he was just an unfamiliar stranger to her. This was not the case before Lisa came to the magazine, probably because she was worried about what Lisa said.
Those words.
"This is Xiaojia's home. It's not good for me to bring people in." Gong Si responded lightly.
Luo Cheng was stunned for a moment, then said: "Lisa is just like that, don't take her words to heart."
"Mr. Luo thinks too much, and it's not because of Lisa. I think that although we are a family in name, we are not that close in fact. It's good to have a little distance. I know that Luo is always good for me and worries about me.
If you can’t take care of yourself well, Mr. Luo, don’t worry. I know how to take care of myself and I won’t treat myself badly.” Gong Si pursed her lips and smiled, turned around and opened the door, waving to Luo Cheng: “Thank you, Mr. Luo, please go slowly!”
She closed the door, blocking out Luo Cheng's face, and leaned weakly on the back of the door.
Yes, she still cares, and she cares so much that her heart feels like it's being pulled. She can't let it go like Luo Cheng did, let alone watch Luo Cheng take care of her meticulously after coaxing Lisa.
If he was not the person he should be close to, how could he be sandwiched between two women like Luo Cheng as if nothing had happened?
This night, Gong Si was able to sleep peacefully again, especially the moment she hugged Xiaojun, she told herself that it was time to be content.
In the next two days, Gong Si did not see Luo Cheng in the magazine office, and life seemed to be calm again.
