A week before my mother's death, I was used by my boyfriend. When I lost the chance to participate in the competition, he break up with me.
A week later, my mother jumped down from the roof. On that day, I lost everything and had to watch that woman walk into the mourning hall with the help of my father, pretending to mourn.
And the boyfriend who dumped me, held the woman's hand and called her mother.
My world collapsed and I suffered from severe depression. In the end, I failed in the college entrance examination.
In less than half a year, my father had married that woman into his family.
She was my father's first love when he was younger. They were separated because of a misunderstanding, so my father married my mother. That woman was also married and soon divorced. Now, fate had brought them together again.
That woman's name was publicly registered in my household register, and my ex-boyfriend told me that I couldn't tell anyone about our relationship.
I ran away and went abroad. I hadn't been home for five years.
Five years later, my father called me and asked me to go home. He also told me that the woman was pregnant with his child.
After getting off the plane, I dragged my suitcase out of the airport and saw Gu Cimu.
He strode over to me. I raised my head and looked at him. No one spoke first. He bent down to pick my suitcase.
I took a step back. He held out his hand and stopped awkwardly in mid-air.
In the past, he wore a school uniform and had a tall and slender figure. His handsome face always had an indifferent expression. Standing under the national flag, he gave a speech. When the teachers on the stage looked at him, their expression were always proud and admiring. The girls under the stage could not help admiring him.
At that time, I was standing next to him. With a slight tilt of my head, I could see his drooping eyes and curved lips.
In front of Gu Cimu, I was no different from other girls.
Now he was dressed in a suit and leather shoes, and his expression was still indifferent. He was no longer like a teenager. He was no longer young, and his figure was tall and straight. Looking up, I felt a pain in my neck.
"Huang Chaochao, you..." Gu Cimu paused for a moment. "Why do you come back?"
"I heard that we're going to have a younger brother. I came back to ask what will his surname be."
I didn't expect Gu Cimu to be so well-informed. On the other side, my biological father begged me to return to without knowing anything. However, he already knew that I had returned, and he even knew about the flight information and was waiting outside the airport early in the morning.
"Let's go home."
Gu Cimu didn't want to answer me and opened the car door for me. I smiled and said, "I won't go back with you."
"Then who are you going back with?" Gu Cimu frowned.
In the past, I liked to see him frown. He looked annoyed and cute, and I would reach out to rub his eyebrows. He looked up at me, and the faint smile made me excited.
But now I could not reach his brows, and I did not want to smooth out his brows anymore.
"I want to go to my mother's graveyard." Looking into his eyes, I was very calm. "Do you want to go with me?"
Gu Cimu’s face froze. He got into the car without saying a word and drove away.
Gu Cimu always thought that it was my mother's intervention that made her mother marry an inhuman man and waste her youth. So how could he accompany me to the cemetery to mourn?
I looked up at the sky, and the dazzling sunshine made my eyes close. I remembered that on the day of my mother's funeral; the sky was also clear. The weather was so nice that it gave me an illusion that something good had happened to everyone else. But my family was sad and cried miserably.
Five years ago, my mother committed suicide by jumping off a building because of severe depression, but no one knew that she had suffered from depression.
