The best are seeking death every day, and the big guys are killing each other indiscriminately.

"Come back?" Wen Shao looked at him with a faint smile in his eyes, and Wen Yifan was even more stunned.

Like a fool.

"Ouch!"

【Xiaofan! It’s Benbai! 】

Both Wen Shao and Wen Bai saw Wen Yifan in the real world for the first time.

Compared to Wen Shao's calmness, Wen Bai seemed much more excited. The whole Samoyed threw himself on Wen Yifan's body, eager to let the other party know his true identity, regardless of whether Wen Yifan, who was so big, could not Can catch it.

Fortunately, Wen Yifan looked thin, but in fact he still had the basic strength of an adult man. He was not knocked down by the solid Wen Bai, but he just stood there at a loss.

No matter how much he thought about it, he would never know how he pampered this Samoyed in the game, nor would he connect the panda in the game with the enthusiastic big fat dog in front of him.

Naturally, Wen Bai didn't really want him to recognize him, otherwise Wen Yifan would immediately doubt his life.

Although his current state is no different from doubting life.

"Well, I'm back...Dad."

Wen Shao suddenly frowned, which made Wen Yifan nervous and stumbled: "What, what's wrong?"

Before his mother passed away, Wen Shao still played the role of a loving father, but since he lost his wife, he has become more and more indifferent, and seems to have gradually lost human emotions.

Sometimes the way he looked at him made Wen Yifan feel that he was not his biological son in his eyes, but that he was not much different from the pile of documents in the company.

The only difference may be that the document is more obedient than him and makes money without spending any money.

So whenever Wen Shao looked at him like this, Wen Yifan would always be very nervous.

However, Wen Shao did not speak out this time to accuse, but said: "Just wear this, isn't it cold?"

"I..." Wen Yifan looked down at his sweatshirt, "Fortunately, it's not cold."

It's naturally cold outside in the ice and snow, but with heating at home, I feel very comfortable.

Wen Shao glanced at him disapprovingly and said softly: "Not the whole earth is heating. It's very cold outside. You still need to bring thick clothes when you go out."

"I understand." Wen Yifan lowered his head and replied.

He suddenly felt a subtle feeling in his heart, which even overshadowed the shock he should have had - shock that his father actually cared about him for the first time.

It seems that "Hua Kai Fugui" in the game also likes to preach like this. Is "Hua Kai Fugui" really the same generation as his father?

"Okay, don't be stunned, wash your hands and eat, and try your dad's cooking."

Wen Yifan raised his head in shock: "Dad, when did you learn to cook?"

No wonder he smelled the aroma today, which didn't look like Mrs. Li's craftsmanship. He thought there was a new chef at home.

This didn't look like a beginner's skill, and even he was not a person with a heavy appetite. At this moment, he was aroused in his stomach, and he was a little hungry.

Wen Shao smiled faintly: "It's been a long time, but I haven't done it for a long time, so my skills must be rusty."

"Okay, let's go wash our hands first. If you have anything to say, we'll talk about it later."

Wen Yifan endured his doubts and washed his hands, then sat on his right hand side at his father's invitation.

As if facing a formidable enemy, he sat upright, even more upright than when he was in elementary school.

Wen Shao carefully divided the dishes and allocated half to Wen Bai's exclusive small table. The alluring aroma stimulated Wen Bai to eat happily, his big tail spiraling behind him.

Wen Yifan watched quietly.

Many things today were beyond his expectation. He hadn't seen her for more than three months, and this originally cold villa seemed to have become a bit like home.

Of course, the one who has changed the most is his father...

The young man didn't know how to hide his emotions, and Wen Shao felt as if the burning gaze was going to pierce a hole in his back.

He naturally knew Wen Yifan's doubts, but today he had enough time and patience to clear up the other party's doubts.

His scripts have already been written and his changes will not be too abrupt.

"Let's eat." Wen Shao first picked up the chopsticks and gave Wen Yifan a piece of ribs.

While Wen Yifan was chewing the ribs, he unconsciously looked at Wen Shao from the corner of his eye.

So Wen Shao started to perform at the right time, telling Wen Yifan about the "past events" of his youth.

"Your mother used to always say that I won her favor with my face, and actually my cooking skills."

When Wen Shao took the initiative to mention his deceased wife, Wen Yifan's inner emotions couldn't be described as shocked, they were simply shocked.

Who doesn’t know that the death of his wife is the greatest sorrow in Wen Shao’s heart, and it is a scar that must never be uncovered?

But now, Wen Shao actually brought it up. Is he going to walk out?

Wen Yifan once consulted a psychiatrist. His father's symptoms were obviously an attempt to numb his inner pain with work. He had never really faced up to his wife's death.

Wen Yifan felt his pain and tried to pull him out of the swamp, but in vain.

Unexpectedly, Wen Shao opened the door to his heart on his own.

Wen Shao continued: "Your mother is very possessive. She told me that I can only cook for her in this life, not even our son."

"Until she... I have always kept this promise. It was not until recently that I suddenly figured it out." Wen Shao looked at him softly, "The deceased is gone. This is a fact that no one can change."

"But the last treasure she left for me was you."

Wen Yifan's heart trembled, and a scorching temperature rushed from the soles of his feet to the top of his head. He felt that his face was smoking, and he lowered his head uncomfortably, and the tips of his ears turned red.

Even in a normal family, few parents would express their emotions so intuitively, not to mention that his family was very special.

Three months ago, when he went to college, his father rarely paid attention to him and drove him to school personally, but it was just like a routine, and the relationship between the two was still very indifferent when they parted.

After not seeing each other for three months, this has changed a lot.

Although he was happy about this change, he would inevitably feel embarrassed if his thoughts did not change.

Wen Shao: "I hope it's not too late for me to change now."

"It's not too late!" Wen Yifan said quickly, realizing later that he was a little excited and his face turned redder.

What a silly boy who is easy to coax.

Wen Shao chuckled lightly and gave him another chopstick of green vegetables: "Let's eat, let's try it."

After Wen Yifan took a bite, tears flowed down his face and he choked with sobs: "It's delicious, it's delicious."

Seeing him wiping away his tears in embarrassment, Wen Shao just couldn't help it. Years of emotions needed an outlet.

After eating, Wen Yifan calmed down, and Wen Shao called him to the study.

"You are an adult now, and Dad also has some adult things to say to you."

Wen Yifan looked at him doubtfully: "What's the matter?"

"You're in love." An affirmative tone.

Wen Yifan whispered: "Yeah."

Wen Shao said seriously: "I'm very dissatisfied with your girlfriend."