Gu Pan Sheng Zi

Chapter 2N.2
I slowed down when I drove to the university town. Guan Guan’s kindergarten is a boarding school and belongs to this historic university.At the beginning, I took a fancy to the cultural atmosphere and teaching environment here, and I sent Guan Guan in because of the relationship and the favor.

There are tall ginkgo trees on both sides of the road. At a glance, the yellow pavement spreads to the sky.The road is also paved with thick fallen leaves, and I seem to be able to hear the crisp sound of wheels rolling over the leaves.

The long-established university in Tokyo is also full of ginkgo trees. The road from the main entrance to the Yasuda Lecture Hall is covered with yellow carpets at the end of autumn. Students in a hurry pass by, and photography hobbies of all ages Those who linger around with cameras, and some old people are drawing campus scenery with easels.Everything is so peaceful and serene, yet colorful.

I bent down to pick up a fallen leaf, and there was a heart-shaped hole in it. Through the hole, I squinted to see the boy beside me. His tall figure was bathed in the golden sunlight and under the golden ginkgo tree, and he looked even taller. , behind it is the Yasuda Lecture Hall with a century-old history, a typical European-style building, conveying the charm of history through the dark red bricks and tiles.

Even though the years have blurred our voices and smiles back then, I still remember that the sun was not as bright as my smile that day.

The car behind honked its horn, and I realized that my speed was too slow to block the road, so I simply parked the car on the side of the road, got out of the car and walked over on the fallen leaves.

Fragments of sunlight penetrated the branches and leaves, and the slightly cold north wind blew the leaves, falling from the trees and rolling on the ground.Without the support of the branches, it finally fell to the point of falling with the wind.

A lot of cars had already parked in front of the kindergarten, and the parents at the gate of the kindergarten gathered together in twos and threes to talk.

The iron gate of the kindergarten opened, and little people ran out happily, chirping like little house sparrows just out of the cage.

I saw Guan Guan at a glance, wearing the red plaid jacket that Qiao Ke bought, and wearing a red woolen hat, which made her smiling face pink and cute.

"Guan Guan." I waved to her.

"Mother."

I picked her up and shook her, "Guan Guan is heavy again."

She smiled happily, "Guan Guan has grown up."

"Do you miss mom?"

"think."

"Gu Guan Guan." The voice of a childish boy.

Guan Guan immediately jumped off of me, and said with his chest out like an adult, "Xiang Cen Xun."

The boy named Xiang Cen Xun looked clean and dressed well, and he probably had a good family background and education.

"Gu Guanguan, the delicious Japanese food I mentioned, let my father take you to eat today, okay?"

Guan Guan was the same as her mother when she was young, her eyes glowed when she mentioned eating, and she looked up at me pitifully.

I have always avoided too much contact with the parents of the kindergarten, because I am afraid that when the family of three gets together, if someone asks where Guan Guan's father is, I will be speechless.Just as he was contemplating refusing, he heard Cen Xun call out: "Father."

A tall man walked over, wearing a light-colored plaid shirt with a beige wool sweater and casual suit trousers, he hugged Xiang Cenxun who was stretching his hand, and kissed him.

I immediately gave this man some points in my heart, and it was only when I walked in that I could see clearly that the child's father was quite upright, not as sharp-edged as the man in my memory.The person in front of him has long eyebrows and clear eyes, and his facial features are erect. When put together, he can be called handsome. Between his eyebrows and eyes is a mature and sexy style that belongs to a man in his 30s that has accumulated over the years.

For some reason, I vaguely feel that this man looks familiar, but I have clearly never seen him in my memory.Is it possible that as Qiao Ke said, as long as he is a handsome man, I seem to have known him before.

The man smiled and stretched out his right hand, "Hello, Xiang Jie, Xun Xun's father."

"Hello, Gu Panzi."

Guan Guan pouted dissatisfied, "Mom, why didn't you say it was Guan Guan's mother?"

I wonder if the Chinese class in the kindergarten has taught confrontation, "Because my mother knows that I am Guan Guan's mother even if she doesn't say uncle."

"Do you know that uncle?"

Xiang Zhen lowered his body and said, "Yes, Uncle knows." After he finished speaking, he raised his head and happened to meet my eyes, with a slightly sly look in his eyes.

Just as he was about to call Guan Guan home, Xiang Cen Xun took Guan Guan's hand and said as he walked, "Let's go, my father is going to treat you to a big meal."

Guan Guan forgot about her mother when she had something to eat, and only remembered after five steps and turned to wave to me, "Mom, come quickly."

Looking at her smile, I suddenly remembered the bitterness when I wanted to eat candy when I was a child, but my mother refused to let me eat it. Back then, I was determined not to let her eat candy when I had a child and tortured her to vent her desire. The incredible maternal love of my mother disappeared without a trace.

Xiang Zhen turned sideways and made a gesture of invitation, "Miss Gu please."

I had no choice but to bite the bullet and walk over.

There was a beep, the car lights flashed, and Xiang Yan pulled the back seat to let Guan Guan and Xiang Cen Xun sit in. I saw the Audi A8 in front of me, and finally realized that I was not born to be familiar with handsome guys. An elderly speed crawling person whom I gave the middle finger to?
By the time I see the pair of gold-rimmed glasses next to the perfume in the car, I'm sure I did show him my middle finger not too long ago.

At Xiang Zhen's speed, many people should have given him the middle finger, probably because they don't remember me.Rather than being recognized by him, I worry about whether lunch will be missed and turned into dinner if he drives.

I was hesitating whether to let Guan Guan get out of the car and sit in my car, but Xiang Yan had already opened the passenger door and turned his head slightly at me.

"Let me drive." I blurted out.

The astonishment in Xiang Yan's eyes flashed past.

I quickly explained, "Well, I have liked A8 for a long time, but I have never had a chance to touch it. I wonder if Mr. Xiang can give me a chance."

Xiang Jie had been looking at me seriously and listening to me, but at this moment, he suddenly curled the corners of his mouth and gave me a smile with unknown meaning.

Seeing me sitting in the driver's seat, I shouted to the little friend Cen Xun, "Dad, you actually drove your wife to someone else."

The A8 is also very smooth to drive. Although it is not as stable and light as the Nissan car, it is also worth the money.I am used to driving Nissan cars, and now I have a heroic feeling of driving off-road.

Just when I was driving smoothly, Xiang Yan asked softly, "By the way, do you have your driver's license?"

People who always drive probably have a habit of putting their driver's license in the storage compartment of the car and not carrying it with them.

I'm almost certain he did it on purpose.

Xiang Zhen didn't hide it, and said with a half-smile: "There are traffic police ahead, please pull over."

So I gave my wife back to him.

Xiang Jie put on his glasses, still looked at me with that half-smile expression, then kicked the accelerator, and the car sped out at several times his previous speed.

(End of this chapter)