The green camphor tree has a deep view

F University Dormitory, Building 16.

Although the layout of the house was similar to his own, when Gu Huaiyuan stepped into the house rented by Wen Qing, he still had some special feelings.

He knew the landlord of the house, Luo Qiu Ming, a professor in the Vocal Music Department of the Academy of Arts. Luo Qiu Ming's wife was Fang Hua, who was Fang Ziming's aunt.

The Fang family is a small wealthy family that started out as a private equity firm. Lao Luo himself has his own way of making money, and after years of accumulation, the old couple has become quite wealthy.

The Luo family has a son who studies abroad, majoring in electronics. Before going abroad, he often consulted Gu Huaiyuan about his academic matters. The two families lived close to each other, so they became familiar with each other.

Ever since their son went abroad, the old couple missed him very much and had the idea of ​​settling abroad with their son. After many twists and turns, they finally realized their wish not long ago.

Before going abroad, the Luo family bought another house in Guangyu, intending to use it as a wedding house for their son in the future. As a result, they planned to rent out the vacant old house.

What the Luo family didn't expect was that the house became an object of competition as soon as it was put on the market, with people coming to view the house and negotiate rent in an endless stream.

After meeting many tenants, the old couple finally chose Wen Qing. One of the reasons was that the girl was calm and quiet, and a student at F University. They felt friendly and trustful from the moment they met.

When discussing the rent, Wen Qing did not bargain like others, but talked about various tips for living and maintaining old houses and household appliances. The old couple was stunned and thought to themselves that we have lived here for so many years, but we have never been so meticulous.

Of course Wen Qing had done her homework. She knew that the old couple had lived here for many years and had deep feelings for the house, so she started the conversation from the perspective of house maintenance, and it really touched their hearts.

In this way, the old couple gave Wen Qing a preferential price that was one tenth lower than the market price and rented the house to her.

Gu Huaiyuan took a quick look around and saw that the house was fully equipped with appliances, and he felt relieved for a moment.

"I've been here a few times, Professor Luo, and even had meals here." Gu Huaiyuan recalled the past with a warm look in his eyes, "That was before Luo Liren went abroad to study."

Luo Liren is Professor Luo's only son. Wen Qing had vaguely heard about this from her neighbors.

"Well, I heard that Professor Luo's son is very outstanding and is studying in the United States. He is in the same field as us." When Wen Qing mentioned the word "us", she felt proud and sweet. As soon as she finished speaking, her face warmed up.

Gu Huaiyuan didn't notice her little thoughts, his mind drifted to another thing: "Where's your aunt?"

Wen Qing wondered: "It's on the sofa." She walked quickly into the living room, but found that the sofa was empty, and even the blanket she had draped over her aunt was gone.

Weird! Wen Qing searched room by room, and suddenly heard Jing Long shouting: "Sister, Mom is on the balcony!"

Wen Qing hurried to the balcony. There was a chaise longue where the balcony connected to the master bedroom. At this moment, my aunt was sleeping on the chaise longue with the thin blanket draped over her shoulders.

Hearing the noise, Zhou Wen moved her shoulders and raised her head sleepily: "Are you back? I thought I could see the entrance to the community from the balcony, but I didn't expect to fall asleep again..."

Before she could finish her words, she saw a tall figure leaning over. She couldn't see his face in the dim light, but she saw a pair of long arms reaching under her armpits and knees, and he lifted her up gently!

Zhou Wen felt dizzy and felt like she was hanging in the air. Her heart was hanging in the air. "Who are you?"

"Who do you say I am?" the man asked indifferently.

"Gu Huaiyuan?" Zhou Wen's scalp went numb when she heard the familiar voice above her head. She even forgot to refuse. "Why are you here?"

Gu Huaiyuan said nothing, walked straight into the master bedroom, gently put her on the bed, glanced at Wen Qing and Jing Long who were stunned beside him, and said, "Bring the blanket."

Jing Long was the first to react. He ran to the chaise longue, took back the blanket, and was about to cover his mother with it.

"Don't be impatient." Gu Huaiyuan picked up the blanket, shook his wrist lightly, and spread out the blanket flatly before covering Zhou Wen tightly.

Seeing all this, Wen Qing was surprised at first, then understood, and then a sour feeling welled up in her heart, as if she had accidentally bitten a piece of unripe apricot, and her whole body felt numb from the sourness to the heart.

"Who are you? Why are you hugging my mother?" Jing Long had been holding it in for the whole journey, and finally got the chance to ask who this man was. Just now in the car, Sister Qing'er kept chatting with this man, and he didn't have a chance to ask.

"I'm your mother's... friend." Gu Huaiyuan paused and said, "You can call me Uncle Gu now."

"I call you uncle now, but what about in the future?" Jing Long asked, "What should I call you in the future?"

Gu Huaiyuan didn't expect that Jing Long, at such a young age, would be so fond of nitpicking. He thought it was fun and started teasing him.

"What did you want to call me?"

Jing Long tilted his head and thought for a while, then said, "It's too boring to call a man uncle. I want to call you Hercules!"

"Hercules? Why is it called that?" Gu Huaiyuan asked with interest.

"Because you can hold mom in your arms, but my sister and I can't. My dad probably can't hold her in your arms either. I've never seen him hold her in your arms."

"Jing Long!" Zhou Wen shouted softly, "Don't talk nonsense."

"I just haven't seen your father hug you." Jing Long pouted, looking unhappy.

"Hercules is good." Gu Huaiyuan smiled, his attitude relaxed, "If you need my help in the future, you can ask your sister to call me, how about that?" After thinking for a while, he added, "Don't let your mother do what a strong man can do, okay?"

"Mom is not a strong woman, so of course I won't let her do it."

Gu Huaiyuan smiled and touched his head: "How smart!" Then he stood up and looked at Zhou Wen. But Zhou Wen turned her head away and didn't look at him.

Gu Huaiyuan's smiling eyes dimmed for a moment, then quickly returned to normal. He said, "I'm leaving," and turned and walked out of the bedroom.

"Professor Gu, I'll take you there." Wen Qing followed him and told Jing Long, "Be good and wait at home. I'll be back soon."

Seeing Jing Long nod, he followed Gu Huaiyuan out of the door, went downstairs, and walked towards the main entrance of the building.

Gu Huaiyuan took big steps, as if he was angry with someone, and walked faster and faster.

"Professor Gu!" Wen Qing called out, finally making him stop.

She followed him from behind, took a deep breath, and asked softly: "Do you... like my aunt?"

"Yes." Gu Huaiyuan looked back at her with a calm and frank expression, "I have liked her for a long time."

Even though I knew it very well, hearing him say it himself still made me feel a little sad.

In fact, there were many clues since Gu Huaiyuan delivered the home appliances, but she was so busy at that time that she didn't have time to think about it.

"It's no use liking you. It's hard for your aunt to accept me." Gu Huaiyuan suddenly spoke, interrupting Wen Qing's thoughts.

"why?"

"She wants to fight for Jing Long's interests. If he marries me, Jing Long will lose all his rights in the Song family. Unless I can bring him greater benefits, otherwise..."

Wen Qing was shocked and looked up at him: "My aunt is not that kind of person."

Gu Huaiyuan chuckled: "It seems that you don't know her well enough."

Wen Qing stopped talking. Zhou Wen's beautiful face flashed in her mind. That face suddenly became unfamiliar, at least not as gentle and amiable as it looked...

Wen Qing shuddered, a chill running up her spine.