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Yuan Ze thought about it, and changed his mind about going home, "Change the route, go home today."

The home he was talking about was of course the Yuan family. He turned the steering wheel sharply and drove in the opposite direction.

The known things and the relationship between the related characters seem to be in the cloud, and there must be some clues that he missed.For example, why did his father not let him participate in Wen Huai's affairs, why did Xiang's father trust him more after knowing that he was Yuan Hao'an's son; and most importantly, why both his family members and Xiang's father, intentionally or unintentionally, told him to look after Xiangyang .

Rather than wasting time figuring it out, it's better to ask daddy for help.He patted his cheek, Daddy couldn't keep him from acting like a baby.

Xiang Yang and Xiang's father sat facing each other in the box, politely like two families.

Xiang's father, who wanted to ask about his recent situation, was so hopeless that he suddenly missed the time when Secretary Liang helped smooth things over.

It's a pity that he is guarding the door at the moment to prevent others from eavesdropping.

The waiter had already prepared all the dishes. The dessert was Xiangyang's favorite creme brulee when he was a child, and the main meal was beef ribs - which was also one of his favorites.

Is it to bring back his memories and make him give up fighting against the mother and son?Picking up a knife and fork is like chewing wax. "It's not just about eating with me."

"Yeah." Xiang father said calmly.The palms pressed against the legs under the table were covered with cold sweat, and the superfluous words prepared in advance were blank and could not be used at all. "I just want to see you." Realizing that the answer just now was ambiguous, he quickly added a sentence.

"En." Xiang Yang nodded and continued to cut the beef.

Cut four or five times, open your mouth and throw it into your mouth, bite the left and right cheeks and swallow.Can't see joy or dislike.

"Dad, this is my favorite food." Xiang Yang said bluntly and enthusiastically when he was a child. The scenes of his favorite food are vivid in his memory. In the blink of an eye, his father can only find some opportunities to get close to him from his memories.He was so ashamed that he finally bowed his head.

Xiang Yang, who was eating seriously, didn't notice it. In the private room, there were only the sounds of the main knife cutting the beef and sliding it on the plate, and occasionally the sound of drinking water and chewing and swallowing.

Xiang Fu had a thousand words stuck in his throat, hesitating where to start.Xiang Yang didn't give him enough time to worry about it.

"Bang bang" sounded twice, the forks and knives were neatly placed on both sides of the plate, and only the sauce and garnished vegetables remained on the plate.

"I've finished eating, I didn't leave first." He made a gesture to get up and leave.

"Wait, sit down, I... have something to talk about." In desperation, "Erkang hand" reappeared and begged to stay.

Hearing the sound, Xiang Yang sat back in his seat, waiting to speak.It has been less than a semester since I moved out of the house, and my mood has changed so quickly.Seeing his father hesitating until his eyes are firm and his expression is majestic.He no longer tries in vain to recall long lost emotions.His eyes didn't blink for a moment, for fear of missing details.

"This is a gift for you, don't come back this year for the New Year." After Xiangfu finished speaking in one breath, he pushed the gift in front of him.

I never expected that my father would say such cruel words, and I was stunned and did not react; every word was clearly conveyed to my brain.The mind lost its meaning in an instant.Only then did I realize that there was still hope in my heart when I was sitting and killing time.

"Okay, is there anything else?" Picking up the gift box, Xiang Yang heard his own voice so cold that it could freeze every inch of flowing blood.

Xiang Fu was speechless several times, sighed and shrugged his shoulders, only shaking his head.

"Since it's all right, I'll accept the gift, not this year, I won't go back in the future." It's no longer clear whether it's an eye for an eye or a rational approach.

Numbly letting his instincts drive his body, he bid farewell and went out.

At night, the lights on both sides of the road are on, shuttling through the flow of people, people around have hats, scarves, and down jackets.

The cold wind blew by, and he shivered in the vast crowd.The brain that had been blanked in a daze returned to reality in an instant.He lowered his head and raised his arms. He was a little silly in a thin coat.

The temperature difference between day and night is large, and the glass is hazy and foggy.In the study, Yuan Hao'an sat at the desk and processed documents in silence; Yuan Ze lay on the beanbag sofa beside him, with his legs resting on the footrest, lying almost flat.

"Father isn't here, can't Daddy tell me?" The usual coquetry and cuteness were defeated without exception.Simply use both soft and hard, wherever daddy goes, he will follow.

The sound of "cracking" the keyboard stopped in the middle.When father and son were warm, there were not many Japanese in Japan, and they lacked companionship in childhood. Every time Yuan Ze showed weakness, he wished to give the whole world to his son.Unexpectedly, this will harden my heart. "No, no matter what you do, you are still young."

"You've let me stay with him, haven't you?"

"Don't talk about it in confusion."

"You have to tell me the reason. I am a person. The more I am not allowed to do anything, the more curious I am."

There is nothing wrong with these words, just like his father, stubborn.

Yuan Hao'an thought about it again, it's better to be tough at the beginning, and look directly at the disturbed person opposite. "Tell you, it's not impossible."

Hearing something interesting, he suddenly straightened his upper body from the sofa, and jumped into his heart with joy.

Yuan Haoan changed the subject, "There is no free lunch." The implication is that there must be something worth exchanging with each other.

The sparks are sickly.What the hell is there to replace?His eyes flicked around, "Tell me first, and I'll change it with you."

"Your daddy, I'm not demented yet." Yuan Hao'an said with a curved smile.

Knowing that there was nothing to discuss, Yuan Ze racked his brains and suddenly found some from a corner. "Xiangyang doesn't dislike my pheromone, and even likes it very much, does this... count?"

"Not disgusted?" He clapped his hands on the table, his eyes widened, and he stood up.Yuan Hao'an's face cracked instantly.

Yuan Ze was surprised by his father's reaction and nodded affirmatively, "I live with him, lonely and widowed, that's all."

"You...you..."

Like a mirror in his heart, Yuan Ze shook his head without hesitation, "Underage, no."

That's good, I have a lot of concerns, and before I can rest assured, Yuan Ze continued, "Except for that, wait until he becomes an adult."

My God, when will his lovely son grow up to say such things with a deadpan face.That soft and cute son was shattered from his mind, not even scum left.

In this case, is it appropriate to continue to hide it?

Seeing Daddy's hesitation, Yuan Ze slowly lay back down again, anyway, he has a lot of time to waste.

"The moon is curved... lingering..." This familiar phone rings, and the screen displays the nickname "Little Sun".

"Yangyang, miss me?" After answering the phone, she unconsciously looked gentle and her voice was low and soft.

Seeing his son's obsessed and fallen in love, Yuan Hao'an frowned into the word "eight".

"When will you come back?" Carried all the way home, opened the door and saw the silence, and couldn't hold back any longer.In Nuo Da's house, I was alone.

"I... have something to do, it will take a while, Yangyang." Looking at his father, he instinctively told him that victory is in sight.

"Okay." At the end of the sentence, there was only a busy tone.

Yuan Ze was very confused and kept it deep in his heart.Lifting the eyes, the tails of the eyes under the slender eyelashes are raised, carelessly.

After a long time, Daddy seemed to have compromised, and moved to his side, "Wen Huai and I are old acquaintances, and he and your father are close friends."

"Then?" Yuan Ze came to concentrate, always feeling that what happened behind was very important.

"Gone."

? ? ? ?Yuan Ze was surprised, what the hell?That's it?

Seeing his son's doubts, he hurriedly continued, "What else is there, but you are staying at home, looking out of control. Why don't you go back and have a look?"

The change of the topic happened to touch his heart's concern, "Yangyang will be fine with his father."

"Father and son reunited and contacted the little boyfriend, not necessarily" the tone was teasing.

"Really?"

"When did Daddy lie to you?"

Yuan Ze pondered carefully, and indeed his father had spoiled him since he was a child.Recalling the phone call just now with doubts, it seems that the voice is different from the past, not so lively.Did something really happen?

"I'll go first, see you Daddy." Laziness no longer existed, she quickly got up, put on her shoes, and ran outside.

Watching his son leave like a gust of wind, those who didn't know thought that the family abused him, hey, the son is too big to stay.

The light in the house was like daylight, and the sound of the TV flooded the whole room.In the kitchen, the natural gas was ignited slowly, and the water in the instant noodle pot was bubbling out.The instant noodles are made from a whole square and square, and then fired into thin strips one after another.Now the noodles in the pot seem to be much fuller than the water.

Xiangyang didn't notice it, and let his thoughts fly. Every few minutes, he added a little water and stirred it with chopsticks a few times.

The dinner just now didn't taste good, the western restaurant's presentation was elegant, and there was not much left that was consumed a long time ago when I got home.Sad to the extreme, seeing things in a new way.

Since Lu Ping and his son can be expelled for the sake of him, why not just divorce and give them a title?Miss old love?That gift and the father-son relationship between them were discarded in an inconspicuous corner.

At this moment, he couldn't think of a reason even after his head was squeezed.As long as it comes, let it be safe.

His thoughts gradually drifted away, "Wow, I'm going to die!" I hurriedly turned off the fire.

The noodles in the pot were sticky and greasy, and no matter where the chopsticks were placed, they could only pick up the whole piece.

It's shameful to waste it, why don't we just make do with it?Looking at the dough in front of him, he pondered endlessly.

"The body is more important."

Xiang Yang nodded in agreement, "Indeed." Huh?He is not the only one at home, where is the sound coming from?

Looking back, someone was leaning impartially on the threshold of the kitchen.

"When did you come back?" He didn't make a sound, what if he was a timid person who was frightened.

Seeing Xiang Yang's dissatisfaction, Yuan Ze stepped forward to take the chopsticks, "Since you were in a daze, you didn't hear me when I called you." While answering, he poured out the instant noodles, "Are you hungry? I'll meet you." After speaking, he got busy .

Spontaneously retreating to the side, this sense of déjà vu seems superfluous wherever he goes.but. . . . .

Yuan Ze, who was cracking eggs, felt the warmth behind his back, and wrapped his hands around his waist from behind, "Don't make trouble, fried eggs."

"It's nice to have you, hold me for a while and I won't move." His face was pressed against his back, looking thin and firm and reliable to hold.The gloom brought about by my father was swept away.

As careful as Yuan Ze, of course he also noticed that something was wrong with him.Continue with the work at hand, "Don't eat instant noodles, there are still some vegetables in the refrigerator, I'll give you the next one, the exercises are today..."

I wanted to treat the plain topic as usual, but I was silent when it came to the exercises.

"It's not unacceptable to do the questions after eating under you."

The body was stiff, and the egg liquid in his hand dripped on the edge of the pan, and he quickly poured it into the pan, "Eat me?"

The oil fume is isolated by pink bubbles, and it seems to be mixed with a lot of yellow bubbles.

After realizing what he said, Xiang Yang clenched his hands even tighter, wanting to bury his head in Yuan Ze's back.