The movie king also has to be called daddy [Entertainment circle]

Nanhu Villa is Ling Jianguo's first real estate after he made a fortune, and it is also the place where he has lived for more than ten years.

When Ling Xi rushed to the villa, she thought that there was no one cleaning it, so it must be dusty and dirty everywhere.

Unexpectedly, the villa has always maintained the clean appearance of the past, and even the mahogany furniture has been specially maintained.

Ling Xi has not come back for a long time, and only came back once when the housekeeper was dismissed last time.

When he was walking upstairs to the study, he suddenly heard footsteps behind him, turned his head, and met the old housekeeper Uncle Zhong's face.

"Uncle Zhong, why are you still here?" Ling Xi hurried up to meet him.

"Xiaoxi, you're back..." Uncle Zhong looked much older than before, and before he could speak, his face wrinkled.

"I'll wait for Lao Ling to come back."

One sentence almost made Ling Xi burst into tears.He didn't know how to explain to the old housekeeper that his father would never come back.

But... maybe the old butler understood it in his heart.

Ling Xi went up to the study, followed his father's instructions, found the safe, dialed the combination dial, and opened the mysterious and cold box.

Inside was an envelope.

It is kept in such a secret way, but it is just a letter?

Ling Xi didn't open it right away, it was his father's secret and should be opened by his father.

Back downstairs on the sofa, the butler had already made tea and brought it over.Even though he has retired and has no salary to receive, he will always regard himself as the housekeeper of the Ling family.

Ling Xi pulled Uncle Zhong to her side, and the two sat on the sofa and chatted about the past.

He liked this old butler very much, even more than he liked Ling Jianguo.The wishes that his father could not satisfy when he was a child were almost all fulfilled by this housekeeper who was ten years older than his father.

"Uncle Zhong, do you still remember that you gave me a rabbit schoolbag when I was young, and it's still in my closet." Ling Xi patted the old man's shoulder gratefully.

"I remember, of course I remember." Uncle Zhong smiled, hesitant to speak, "That time you cried so hard that you said there were all the classmates in the class, why didn't you have one?"

"Yes, I still remember, I cried for a long time." Ling Xi smiled bitterly and shook her head: "My dad doesn't like me buying those fancy things. He said boys shouldn't cry. He said Quite right, I never cried for anything after that time."

"Thank you, Uncle Zhong, and ice cream, lollipops, chocolate...all things he won't let me eat."

The old butler didn't answer, just kept silent for a few seconds, then stretched out an old hand to wipe away the tears from the corners of his eyes.

"Xiaoxi, it's not me you should thank..." Uncle Zhong turned his head to look at him, his slightly cloudy eyeballs were wet.

"Huh?" Ling Xi met his gaze suspiciously.

"Actually, those were bought by Lao Ling."

Speaking of this, Uncle Zhong suddenly laughed and scolded people: "This is a shameful thing. I bought it but I am embarrassed to give it to you. I always ask me to give it to you. When he saw you holding your schoolbag and laughing, he hid Wipe your tears behind the wall."

"How can there be such a stubborn man in the world who, on the one hand tells his son not to cry, and on the other hand secretly cries."

"Where did he go...why hasn't he come back..."

"What did you say...?" Ling Xi froze on the spot as if someone had slapped her across the face, and it took her a long time to utter a few words.

He took the envelope in a daze and drove back.

A song came from the car radio, "Prose Poems Written by My Father".Accompanied by light music and a female voice, Ling Xi cried uncontrollably for the first time.

Tears filled his eyes, and he couldn't see the road ahead clearly. He slowly leaned the car to the side of the road and leaned over the steering wheel.

It turned out that his father didn't love him.

It's just that he's a first-time dad and doesn't know how to love him.

Ling Xi cried for a long time, and was afraid that her eyes would be swollen from crying and it would be difficult to explain, so she held back and sat in the car for another half an hour.

Then he drove slowly and turned back to Yuehua Community.

He covered up all the emotions in his heart, and handed the letter to Ling Jianguo who was swiping his phone on the sofa.Ling Jianguo took the letter and looked up at him: "Have you read it?"

Ling Xi avoided his eyes and pretended to drink water: "I didn't look, what's inside?"

Ling Jianguo licked his lips, not knowing what to say, but handed the letter back: "You can read it yourself."

Ling Xi opened the envelope suspiciously, revealing two neatly folded letter papers, on which was his father's self.

One is a will, and the other is a "letter to my son".

Ling Xi only read the title of the letter, and her hands trembled slightly.

He suddenly didn't dare to read on. If he guessed right, his father would have already written the will...

Then his disappearance was no accident!

"Letter to Son"

Ling Xi, you don't have to look for me anymore.By the time you read this letter, Dad will probably be gone.

I don't know if you still want to call me Dad. Last time we had a quarrel, you said that we're done.

Three months ago, the doctor said that I had advanced lung cancer.I always thought I was a strong person, and I also taught you to be a strong person since childhood.But when this fate really happened to me, I realized that I was so cowardly.

I was afraid of dying, I was afraid of lying in the hospital with tubes all over my body, I was afraid of dying without dignity.

You must laugh at Dad, right, I just want to save face like this.

Ling Xi, my son, have I never praised you since I was a child?I always find too many excuses for myself, saying that I am afraid that you will be proud and that you still have room for improvement.But the truth is, you have always been my pride.

I always hope to maintain majesty and reason in front of you, but I don't know that I have slowly lost you.

I hope you can accept Dad's apology when you read this letter.

Son, I love you and I want to be your father in my next life.

If there is a next life, I hope I can be a better father.Ling Jianguo stayed.

After reading the letter, Ling Xi's eyes turned red from crying again.He is not a person who loves to cry, and this time it seems that he has shed all the tears in his previous life.

The way Ling Jianguo thought was to publish this letter, so that those voices who questioned Ling Xi would stop.

"dad……"

Ling Xi didn't know what to say at all, like a child who had been wandering alone for many years, suddenly found that he was being carefully protected.

The ups and downs, loneliness and pain you thought were just what you thought.

Ling Jianguo carefully put away the letter, including another will.The distribution of his property in the will, of course, is mostly left to Ling Xi's son, and about 20.00% will be donated to the orphanage.

There are nearly 500 million of them, which will subsidize all the children of the housekeepers and servants who have taken care of the Ling family to study in college.

Only then did Ling Xi discover that his father was a very humane businessman.

"Send it tomorrow." Ling Jianguo was still a little embarrassed and didn't want to discuss what was mentioned in the letter.

"Don't send it." Ling Xi refused.

Uncle Zhong is right, his father is a person who wants to save face, he has tried his best to maintain the image of tenacious struggle and never giving in all his life, he is afraid that people will find out his cowardice.

But if this letter is published now, people all over the world will know about his suicide.

Ling Xi wished he could slap himself a few times. When his father learned that he had advanced lung cancer and suffered mental torture and physical pain, where was he, the son?

How did he say such a clean cut?

Is it really so easy to break the relationship between father and son...

What kind of despair did his father bring to board that ship?

"I told you not to smoke so much..."

"I don't smoke now."

"Why are you... It's not that you don't have money for medical treatment, you tell me, I will take care of you..."

"I don't want you to see me sick."

"You... jumped off yourself?"

Ling Xi wanted to ask too many questions, but when she actually asked them, they seemed very trivial.Speaking of what happened six months ago, the parties involved have calmed down a lot.

"I wanted to jump at first, but in the end, I gave up." Ling Jianguo laughed at himself, and said unwillingly: "Death also requires courage. Only those who have nothing to worry about are willing to jump. I can't."

"Then why do you pay it back?" Ling Xi didn't understand.

"Hehe, maybe it was fate. A wave knocked the boat sideways, and I threw it out." Recalling the scene at that time, Ling Jianguo immediately became tense: "When I fell into the sea, it was dark and cold. At that time, I guessed that I was probably going to die.”

"At the last moment, I suddenly had an idea. If there is an afterlife, it would be nice to spend more time with you."

"..." Ling Xi felt that the softest and most tender part of her heart was poked by the tip of a needle.

God must have heard his father's voice.

"I didn't expect that I really crossed over to you." Ling Jianguo sighed, as if he couldn't be happy: "But what's the use of doing it again, people don't change so easily. Many things should be said or not out……"

"Live again, I still can't do well."

"Dad..." Ling Xi's voice choked up again.

If there was anything like Ling Jianguo about him, it was his stubbornness.Obviously a lot of words came to his lips, but he swallowed them again.

"This letter can't be sent out. It's okay for me to be scolded. It will pass sooner or later." Ling Xi changed the subject, suppressed all emotions, and started to talk about business.

"You finally became popular, you don't want the future? You don't want the dream?" Ling Jianguo put the letter in his pocket with a straight face, as if he was afraid that Ling Xi would snatch it and tear it up.

"It's not important." Ling Xi replied simply.In front of this paternal love, nothing else is so important.

"My face is even less important." Ling Jianguo roared a little angrily, "I have lived two lives, if I still want to save face, then my life will be in vain!"

"Stop talking, I've already thought about it, it's useless to say anything, just do as I say!"

Ling Xi was kicked out of the villa by his father again.

But this time, he squatted at the door for a long time, reluctant to leave.

In the past, he always felt that his father was not a good father, but today he realized that he might not be a good son either.

He never got to know his father well.

Fortunately, it's not too late.

The author has something to say: This article will be finished today, thank you little angels who have been watching here!