Surprise! Whose little green tea is 1.9 meters tall?

"Qingheqingqing! Qingheqingqing! Qinghe..."

Chi Qinghe seemed to have sensed something and looked to the left and back.

The two little parrots flapped their wings excitedly and flew out of the scrap yard. When they saw Chi Qinghe, they were both stunned and stopped calling him affectionately.

They landed on the other side of the Broken Love Bridge, tilting their heads and looking at Chi Qinghe from a distance.

Chi Qinghe curled up the fingers hanging at his sides and subconsciously wanted to turn the walnut, but his palms were empty, so he could only awkwardly put his hands in his pockets.

"Hello?"

Hearing the unfamiliar voice, the two little parrots looked at each other and then quietly moved away from Chi Qinghe.

It doesn't seem to be Qing and Qingqing.

Chi Qinghe felt even more embarrassed. He glanced casually and happened to meet Chi Yu who was hurriedly running out of the scrap yard.

When he saw his head full of white hair, no matter how much preparation Chi Qinghe had made, he couldn't help but feel a lump in his throat. He turned his head away awkwardly and held back his tears.

"Qing... little friend, what's wrong with you?"

Chi Yu was on the second floor and saw the boy's back from afar. The sense of familiarity that arose in his soul drove him over.

He should have been disappointed when facing this unfamiliar face, but for some reason, he felt a sense of familiarity, and also a vague sense of inexplicable guilt.

Chi Qinghe originally thought he could handle it easily, but after staring at Lao Chi's white hair and exhausted face, he said "I" for most of the day, his emotions surging, he lowered his head, and his eyes became red.

"Old...Old Chi...don't you recognize me..."

Lao Chi didn't understand why the child could be so sad just by looking at him.

He didn't know anyone, he just couldn't remember any relatives or friends whose children looked like this.

"Can we go inside and talk?" Chi Yu coaxed softly.

At first, Chi Qinghe was a little grumpy and stood there motionless.

But Lao Chi was very patient from beginning to end. It was not until he took the boy's hand and tried to coax him to walk to the station that the child followed him awkwardly.

Chi Qinghe tentatively shook hands with him, and felt the calluses on Lao Chi's hands. The corners of his mouth turned down again, and he wiped away his tears casually, then held the man's hand tighter, as if afraid that he would run away.

He caught it too late. It was hot and real. It was not a dream or an illusion.

record--

The last day of National Day was his happiest day. Although he cried spinelessly, it was worth forgiving. The end.

Lao Chi made a cup of honey water and handed it to the child who had recovered his mood.

"Lao Chi, although it's hard to believe, I am your son."

Chi Qinghe thought for a moment and added, "The first son."

After the words fell, the air fell into a strange silence.

Chi Yu's expression was also very rich. His lips moved as if he wanted to say something, but he couldn't say anything. He had to pick up the teacup in front of him and take another sip.

"Um...what's your name?"

"Chi Qinghe."

Chi Yu was surprised, "Your name is Qinghe too!"

"Well, you learned of my existence in April. Coincidentally, you were at a bottleneck at that time and were praying at the temple. The abbot gave you a spring poem, which inspired you to give me this name. I guess you wanted to express that I was an unexpected surprise."

"Bai Juyi's 'Peach Blossoms at Dalin Temple'."

When he said this, Chi Yu was also confused.

Looking up, I met the boy's expression of excitement. I was confused, but I couldn't help but feel the emotions that should have surged in my heart.

He picked up the cup and took another sip of tea, stroking the cup wall with his palm. He thought for a long time before saying, "Is there a place to stay?"

"no!"

Chi Qinghe couldn't keep the smile from falling, and the sharp indifference and nonchalance between his eyebrows disappeared.

Wenson was right, as long as he could see Lao Chi again, he wouldn't need treatment.

Lao Chi didn't ask where the child came from, nor did he delve into the so-called "first son". He just followed his heart and kept the child.

Somehow, he felt that this person was Qinghe. Even though his appearance and voice had changed, and he had forgotten many things, everything else... seemed to be the same.

Especially when he saw the child habitually picking up two walnuts from the refrigerator compartment and turning them, he realized very deeply that his child had returned.

Although he didn't know what kind of accident or adventure it was, as long as the result was good, he was satisfied.

Chi Yu sat on the bed, listening to the sound of water in the bathroom, and took out a black card from his wallet.

"I'm going to buy a big house."

At this time, two little parrots also flew over and landed on Chi Yu's shoulders.

Xiao Qing glanced towards the bathroom and said, "Lao Chi, is he Qinghe Qingqing?"

"Ah."

Chi Yu touched the Buddhist beads on his wrist bone. Under the dim light, the rosewood seemed to have dimmed a lot, as if it had consumed a lot of spiritual energy. Looking closely, there were even tiny cracks.

"But you can't call him Qinghe Qingqing anymore."

Xiaolan didn't understand, "Why?"

A trace of emotion flashed in Chi Yu's eyes. "Since he has forgotten the past, let's start all over again. It's best...stay away from those people in the Gong family."

Do you really think he is so easy to fool? You can erase the fact that Gong Huasui abandoned Qinghe by saying that the surveillance camera didn't capture it?

I'm getting more confused as I get older, and I even made a mistake.

Xiaoqing retracted her gaze, "Then... Qinghe... isn't going to school?"

"Will go."

Chi Yu's face was gloomy, and there was a dark glint in his eyes that showed he could see through all human nature.

Not only does he want to hide the truth behind the scenes, he also wants to package Qinghe as a substitute.

A substitute he found specifically because he couldn't bear the pain of losing his son.

He can be a madman, but his children must be innocent.

Chi Yu stared at his gray-haired self on the black TV screen.

Gotta dye my hair back.

4011 was originally squatting at the bathroom door, but couldn't resist his curiosity, so he floated to Chi Yu's side and listened to the whole thing.

Is forgetting really the best thing?

Otherwise, it wouldn’t say anything.

Anyway, the host has forgotten all his memories of this world and thinks he has just traveled through time and only knows the plot...

If you go against the main plot again, the host may never come back next time.

Just then, someone knocked on the roller shutter door downstairs.

Chi Yu became alert, walked to the window, opened a corner, and sure enough, saw Gong Huasui.

"Old Chi? Who's knocking on the door?" Chi Qinghe turned off the faucet and shouted.

Chi Yu's face was filled with gloom, but he spoke with a smile.

"I'm here to sell cardboard."

Lao Chi picked up a hammer nearby and went downstairs. When he passed by the bathroom, he shouted into the room.

"Qinghe, I suddenly remembered that someone gave me some bath salt balls a few days ago. Can you help Dad try them? They said they are colorful and very beautiful."

When Chi Qinghe heard Chi Yu calling him "Qinghe" and referring to himself as "Dad", he was extremely happy. In addition, there was enough steam in the bathroom, and he immediately lost his mind.

"it is good!"

"There's a disposable bathtub cover in the cabinet. If you like cleanliness, remember to put it on."

"it is good!"