Chapter 632: Chapter 633: Unable to Treat as Sister and Can’t Call Her Mom
Gu Mingzhu went to Gu Qichen’s bedroom.
The bedroom door was open.
Several maids were peeking inside.
Gu Mingzhu walked over: “What are you all doing here?”
One of the maids spoke up, “Miss, inside is the rumored little master, he’s so handsome. I have never seen a child so good-looking.”
The other people also echoed.
However, another maid also wondered, “But this little master can really sleep, can’t he? The butler just went in to bring the little master some fruit and he didn’t even wake up.”
“When the little master came back, he was carried in, still asleep. Could he be sick?”
Gu Mingzhu spoke, “Stop this nonsense right here. Disperse, go about your own business.”
The maids scattered from the doorway.
Only then did Gu Mingzhu walk in.
Indeed, a little dumpling was sleeping on the bed.
Gu Mingzhu only glanced once, and her eyes were wet
Step by step, she walked in, as if stepping into a backwards time tunnel.
When she stopped in front of the little dumpling, Gu Mingzhu felt like she was standing before Gu Qichen when he was four or five years old.
The child looked too much like Ah Chen when he was a child, so similar that it was bewildering.
Ah Chen was her child.
But from infancy to adulthood, he could only call her sister.
The old man was harsh on Ah Chen from childhood, so Ah Chen acted like a little adult from a young age.
Then, everything exploded.
There began to be a rift between Ah Chen and her.
He couldn’t see her as a sister, yet he couldn’t call her mother.
Every time she saw his elusive eyes, Gu Mingzhu’s heart ached.
Many times, Gu Mingzhu missed when Ah Chen was still a child.
Back then, when he did something wrong and was scolded, he would burrow into her arms.
That was probably her happiest time.
But time cannot be turned back.
At this moment, Gu Mingzhu looked at the child in front of her.
It was like looking at a child version of Gu Qichen.
Unable to control her tears, they surged up.
Gu Mingzhu went to the bed, gently sitting down.
The child was really deep asleep.
In his sleep, he seemed to slightly frown.
Too much like Gu Qichen.
When Gu Qichen was sleeping, he was also , as if always having worries that didn’t match his age.
Always making people feel sorrowful.
This child’s features were exceptionally refined, like the most perfect work of art crafted by God.
His delicate and straight nose was somewhat similar to Xia Yangyang.
His skin was also snow-white, even a little girl might not necessarily look as good.
Speaking of it, she did not look very much like Xia Yangyang.
But there was a shadow of Xia Yangyang in her charm.
At first glance, there was no doubt that this was the child of Xia Yangyang and Gu Qichen.
Gu Mingzhu couldn’t help reaching out and touching the sleeping child’s hair.
This little guy really perfectly combined the advantages of his father and mother.
Little dumpling’s hair was soft, like a tender ball of yarn.
This was somewhat different from Gu Qichen.
When Gu Qichen was a child, his hair was hard. When it was cut short, it felt like a little hedgehog upon touch.
But this child was different, he seemed to possess a sort of magical power that warmed people up.
It was like a dove’s feather lightly brushing across one’s heart.
Gu Mingzhu’s heart felt as if it was filled with something, inexplicably delighted, and yet bitter.
Just then, the little one on the bed moved, and then slowly opened his eyes…