When You’re Gone

Gu Zhai.

The housekeeper Liang Qing held the phone to his ear nervously, turned slightly, and the figure of Wen Mingting in his sight was already moving farther and farther.

Just now, I don't know how many times Wen Mingting, who called Gu Hansheng, finally broke out.

She squeezed the phone into Liang Qing's hand, her tone was very strong, "You tell him, you come tell him, and see if he will come back!"

The scandals that have been spread all over the sky can't help Wen Mingting.

"Mom." The young man's cold half-dumb voice came on the phone.

Liang Qinghuang's eyelids flickered twice before he said, "Han Sheng, I am Aunt Qing. My wife has been looking for you all morning, where are you now?"

Gu Hansheng curled his lips and turned the steering wheel skillfully with one hand, his tone of voice was calm, "How is her mood?"

After hesitating for several seconds, Liang Qingcai said, "It's not so good. Come back soon. Explain clearly to the old lady what the situation is."

"it is good."

All the way to Gu's house, Gu Hansheng got out of the car and walked to the main building.

The sturdy iron-gray shirt was brightened by the sun, and every move gave a calmness.

Liang Qing looked at it from a distance, and pressed his finger to the position of his heart.

Gu Hansheng walked in, put the car key aside, and asked Liang Qing, "Where is the old lady?"

"I'm afraid it's in the bedroom right now." Liang Qingchao looked at the side hall on the first floor.

He squinted his eyes, raised his hand to adjust the collar of his shirt, and adjusted the cuffs, before he raised his foot and walked inside.

Liang Qing stopped him, "Han Sheng."

The man stopped, turned around, and raised his eyebrows.

Liang Qing stepped forward, looking a little ugly, frowning, "After a while, no matter what happens, you should tell her that the old lady's anger may not be because of what happened online today. Since yesterday afternoon, she has been in a good mood. It’s too bad. I didn’t even eat dinner last night."

"Why no one told me?"

Liang Qing sighed, "The old lady won't let us mention it. Maybe she's afraid of delaying you. Her mood has been up and down these days. I didn't know what happened yesterday. You will have a good talk with her later."

He nodded, patted Liang Qing's arm with his right palm and curled his lips, "I see, thank you Aunt Qing."

"Go, she has been waiting for you."

When Liang Qing looked at the young man's stern figure, his anxiety was infinitely magnified.

At the end of April, when she was out shopping, she ran into Liang Shu and a strange man tangled in a public place at the mall, and Jing Xing was among them.

She went home and informed Wen Mingting of the incident.

At that time, Wen Mingting only said that she had read it wrong, and did not have too many other reactions.

But this day, when Wen Mingting called Gu Hansheng and mentioned that he wanted to meet the elders from Liang Shu, he was prevaricated by Gu Hansheng.

Why do you repeatedly turn down, nothing more than can't see.

Wen Mingting was also in a good mood at the time.

But for the next half month, Liang Qing always felt that Wen Mingting had something on his mind.

It wasn't until yesterday that she was completely emotional and answered a phone call in the living room.

Then he went to the wine cellar alone to get a bottle of treasured wine, but accidentally broke the bottle on the way back.

According to the servant, if it weren't for them to stop him at that time, I'm afraid Wen Mingting would have to lower his head to pick up the debris, and it would be strange if he didn't hurt his hand.

When Liang Qing heard about this later, he felt very scared.

Wen Mingting is not a person without measures, so and so, probably something happened.

Later, Wen Mingting stayed in the study for a long time, Liang Qing brought her tea in, only watching her look at something with reading glasses.

Later, he didn't even eat dinner and went straight back to the bedroom.

To this day, there has been an overwhelming rumors and scandals about Liang Shu on the Internet.

Wen Mingting lost his temper in the morning and made several calls to Gu Hansheng.

Liang Qing looked at it, but felt very puzzled.

She knew from her own perspective that the authenticity of these revelations has yet to be studied, and Wen Mingting could not be so angry just because some bad news broke on the Internet.

But if it is not for this, what is it for?

...

At the door of the bedroom on the first floor, Gu Hansheng raised his hand and knocked on the door.

The people inside did not respond, and after a minute, Gu Hansheng pushed the door directly in.

The two windows were wide open, and the window curtains were floating.

Wen Mingting was sitting on the small couch under the window, holding a Buddhist book and reading.

Hearing the sound of the door opening, she took off the thin gold-framed reading glasses on the bridge of her nose, and set the book aside.

Gu Hansheng walked towards her, first closed the two windows inside, and finally sat down on the sofa on her left.

He called her, "Mom."

Wen Mingting's face is less elegant and more serious than usual.

She didn't meander around, and after her mind settled down, she was left with indifference. She directly said, "If I want you to divorce A Shu now, what are you going to do?"

This is Gu Hansheng's words, and he has no psychological preparation.

On the way here, Gu Hansheng thought about many situations.

The best situation is that Wen Mingting has a clear sense of truth, not looking at the surface, and people with a discerning look at this incident will know that it is not simple.

The worst-case scenario is that Wen Mingting loses temper at him over the content of the news on the Internet, but he will still listen to explanations, and finally understand him and A Shu.

But in fact, Wen Mingting blocked his retreat as soon as he opened his mouth.

Gu Hansheng leaned forward slightly, resting his elbows on his knees, and clasped his hands.

The finger of his right hand rubbed the wedding ring on the ring finger of his left hand calmly.

"Mom, A Shu and I are now a husband and wife, how can the couple divorce casually?" He pursed his lips, but the emotions in the corners of his eyebrows and eyes were already chapped.

Wen Mingting squeezed his finger and said directly, "You are not suitable for her."

Gu Hansheng's tone is still ordinary, but his words are very strong. "It's not appropriate. I think I have more say than you. A Shu is my wife and even your daughter-in-law. It doesn't make sense that we are not on the same front now."

"A Shu is not the same as us, you divorce her." Wen Mingting looked at him.

Gu Hansheng shook his fingers, looked out the window, and laughed, "Mom, do you remember what you said last year?"

She didn't speak, but stared at a corner of the room.

Gu Hansheng smiled, and he thought for a while, "Last year, before the scandal between A Shu and I was exposed for the first time, do you remember the attitude when you came to me with the newspaper at the time?"

Wen Mingting's face changed after hearing this.

Her gaze suddenly became sharp, "I was blind and saw the wrong person, but Hansheng, you have to divorce her now, you are not suitable."

Gu Hansheng got up, put his hands in his trouser pockets, slightly raised his chin and looked at the scenery outside the window.

After a while, he turned sideways and lowered his head to meet Wen Mingting’s gaze, “I will solve the problem on the Internet. Mom, I don’t want to stand on the opposite side at this juncture. Your daughter-in-law is a very good woman. She doesn’t. It's so unbearable on the Internet."

The blue veins near Wen Mingting's temple were beating, and she raised her hand and pressed it.

She thought of something and said indifferently, "Gu Hansheng, I think you are really confused by lard, so confused!"

He half closed his eyes and saw a shadow below.

Wen Mingting got up and walked to him, "You are my son, I know you, and the human heart is nothing to you Gu Hansheng, then can't you see what your wife really is? I don't believe it."

"Gu Hansheng, if you divorced her, I don't care if you marry or not, whether you want children or not." After a pause, Wen Mingting closed his eyes, "You just waited for the vegetative person to wake up and I don't care anymore. !"

These words hit him like a sledgehammer.

And this person who beats the hammer is still his most respected mother.

Gu Hansheng raised his hand and pinched the center of his eyebrows, his other finger trembling slightly.

He dumbed his voice, "Mom, do you know her true face only by the words of some interested people on the Internet?"

"Gu Hansheng, Gu Hansheng, I will give you decentness, but you still have to cover it for her, right?"

Gu Hansheng sneered, "You called me over today, indiscriminately or even giving me a chance to explain, you directly condemned Ah Shu to death in your heart and let us divorce. Do you think this is appropriate?"

Wen Mingting's eyelids twitched.

Her chest rises and falls slightly, reflecting the pearl necklace on her neck floating with the ups and downs of her muscles.

She took the lead to walk towards the door, "I will show you all the greens, reds and whites one by one."

The study is on the second floor, and it contains mostly Gu Hansheng's stuff.

Most of them are books, all types, all-encompassing.

Gu Hansheng walked in with Wen Mingting.

Wen Mingting walked straight towards the sandalwood desk, opened the drawer and took out a thick envelope and a stack of thick documents.

She kept all these things on the table.

The envelope has been torn open, and because of this action, the photos inside slipped out of it.

Low-pixel photos, the texture of the photo is still very new, but the content is a bit outdated.

Gu Hansheng looked down and saw Aunt Mei's figure above.

The background is very blurred, looking at the decoration style, it looks like the old Yulouchun.

Aunt Mei is wearing a sleeveless peony black gold satin cheongsam, holding a Yuanpu fan with hanging ears in her hand.

She sat slantingly on a wicker chair, her cheongsam with bold split ends, and the looming seam almost reached the waistline.

Next to her stood a middle-aged man in a suit and leather shoes but slightly bald, with one hand on her white shoulder and the other hand hanging on Aunt Mei’s chest.

There is no extra movement, but the position of the palm is inevitably imaginative.

The other photos are blocked in the envelope, but you don't need to read the content on it to know that it won't be very different from the style of this photo.

The document next to it has a white cover.

Gu Hansheng had already guessed what was inside.

Wen Mingting glanced at the things on the table, then stared at him, "Gu Hansheng, how long are you going to keep this from me?"

Gu Hansheng still half-closed his eyes, looking away from the document, before he said, "Hidden?"

"Aren't you hiding from me all the time?" Wen Mingting poured all the photos in the envelope on the table, and picked one from the inside. "The aunt who lives abroad all the year round is a woman, Gu Hansheng, you are really confused. A person!"

Gu Hansheng's face was calm and his tone was still gentle, "So Ms. Wen discriminates against women as a profession, and thinks that the children raised by women must also be of misconduct, right?"

He took a step forward, and his long finger arranged all the photos neatly into three piles.

Then he picked up one of the stacks, and the other hand pulled the scissors from the pen holder. The trash can was in front of him. Gu Hansheng took the scissors and cut the stack of photos into pieces.

The first stack is cut, and then the second stack follows.

The man's fingers are well-knotted and his movements are slow and tidy. It doesn't seem to be ruining a photo, but rather like a work of art.

While cutting, he said, "You often worship the Buddha, and you also like to read Buddhist scriptures. The Buddhist scriptures say that it takes only one sentence to destroy a person, but it takes a thousand words to cultivate a person. It has nothing to do with A Shu's aunt , You don’t understand this truth."

Gu Hansheng moved for a while, and then reached out and took the third stack of photos in his hand and prepared to cut it off.

Under the palm of the palm, the photo in the top chapter was taken by Aunt Mei holding Liang Shu.

The background is still Yulouchun.

Liang Shu had already grown into stunning beauty at this time, with a smile on the corners of her mouth, but when she looked carefully, the smile in her eyes was a bit of misery.

He didn't continue to cut, but threw the pile of photos on the table and threw the scissors again.

Gu Hansheng pulled out the plaid square scarf from his shirt pocket and wiped his hands unhurriedly, "Mom, I can understand you, but I won't accept your proposal."

"Her aunt is a laughing woman, and you know what kind of virtue that man is Gu Hansheng! Liang Qing once saw her entangled with that man in the mall..."

"Mom..." Gu Hansheng interrupted her, "You weren't such a person before, why do you wear colored glasses to see people now?"

Wen Mingting took the picture in his hand on the table, his chest rising and falling with anger, "I think you are really stubborn, okay, I wear colored glasses... Then let's talk about her and A Shu."

She pushed the file on the desktop to Gu Hansheng, "If there is something in the file, you can take a look at it later!"

Gu Hansheng didn't even look at it, and was a little impatient.

"You said that A Shu has nothing to do with that woman, right? Then do you know that she was once a famous socialite in Yucheng's middle class circle?!"

Wen Mingting closed his eyes, propped his wrists on the edge of the desk, "Gu Hansheng, don't you understand what a socialite is? Now, what are you going to hide for her? I think I saw the wrong person."

"The daughter-in-law of the Gu family does not need such a prominent family background. As long as she is innocent and has good personal conduct, I can accept it, but she can't!"

"Then..." Gu Hansheng raised his eyes to look at her, and slowly opened his lips, "What if I have to do with her?"

Wen Mingting raised his finger, pointed at him, and said in a cold voice, "Then you are crazy!"

Gu Hansheng smiled. He didn't feel anything special about Wen Mingting's words. He said, "You want me to divorce A Shu. I can tell you very clearly. I'm afraid you will be disappointed."