The villain is not crazy

In fact, Su Qingyi couldn't accept it at first. Seeing Su Yuanfu's appearance, his heart became more balanced in an instant.

He simply opened the book and asked, "Do you want to read it?"

Su Yuanfu showed an expression of extreme struggle. He definitely wanted to see it, but he was also a little scared, so he seemed very conflicted, holding the medicine bottle in one hand and the water glass in the other. Finally, he gritted his teeth and simply poured a handful into the palm of his hand. Li: "Look, why not look."

There is quite a posture of going all out.

Su Qingyi gave him a thumbs up, and then helped him flip through the pages.

Su Qingyi had read this book about Su Yuanfu a long time ago, and later he erased this part of his memory, and now recalling it... After all, he still couldn't remember all of it, so it doesn't hurt to read it again.

So the father and son got together, they looked like two brothers in their age, and they were all serious, as if they were dealing with major choices in life.

Even if it is a matter of life and death in the career, it has not been seen in the father and son.

But at this time, he was dealing with a novel.

The scene at this time seemed both warm and eerie.

The father and son were sitting on the sofa, one was flipping through the phone, and the other was staring at the projector.

Tumi took a look at him, and brought his computer to deal with some official affairs.

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Su Yuanfu had the cheek to stay for a meal. His head was buzzing, his expression was confused, and his hand holding the chopsticks was still trembling slightly. He looked like he needed time to accept it.

Su Qingyi was able to understand him very well, he felt so empathetic, and it was rare for him to pick up his favorite dish, and watched him with a gentle gaze: "Eat more."

Su Yuanfu didn't have time to be touched by his son's warmth towards him, so he ate the food Su Qingyi gave him without taste.

Su Qingyi thought: Human comparison psychology is really weird, what happened to him in the first place was such a torment, but now with Su Yuanfu's comparison, he actually thinks it's no big deal.

Su Yuanfu only ate a little bit and couldn't eat any more. He didn't have any official duties. He was originally set up as a warm-hearted dad, not a hard-working player. He used to rely on his son, but now he relies on his wife. His life is quite nourishing. The flesh on his face is getting rounder and rounder, which shows that he has few worries.

Now, he has changed back into a male model face, and even has a few abdominal muscles on his body. If he doesn't talk much, he can pretend to be a domineering president.

Seeing that his complexion was not good, Su Qingyi pursed his thin lips, which were very different from his, but his whole body exuded an aura of not being close to strangers, which seemed quite capable of bluffing people.

He thinks that the current plot character design conflicts with the original dad character design, and the two are blended, and he doesn't know if this person is still the original character.

But no matter how it changes.

He worked so hard to raise himself up.

We still need to help.

Su Qingyi didn't feel that he was the chief culprit, on the contrary, he now felt that he was hiding everything and hiding it in the name of his good, but it was not good.

Those close to you should be honest.

It may be painful and uncomfortable to pierce that layer of paper, but after getting through it, it might not be a new beginning.

Su Qingyi was thinking like this, got up and poured himself a glass of water, but he didn't pour it for Su Yuanfu, because it wasn't the other party who was going to talk a lot next.

He took a sip, moistened his throat, and then opened his mouth: "Dad, let's talk about it now, don't be too horny, just talk about the basics, do you regret being my dad?"

Su Yuanfu looked at Su Qingyi.

Su Qingyi saw that this person's eyes were no longer so empty, and knew that he was still very important to him, because he was not a very important person, and now there might be no way for him to listen to his words.

Su Qingyi waited quietly.

The waiting time is actually not long, because Su Yuanfu's current state actually doubts himself and life. What he needs is not comfort or sympathy, but some kind of support to allow himself to go on.

He is his pillar.

But Su Qingyi was still a little nervous after all, he didn't care, but he cared a lot, so he felt that the time passed a little too long, and even felt that a second at this time seemed to be several times slower than a usual second.

He looked into Su Yuanfu's eyes and felt his struggle.

Humans are really weird.

No matter what it is, everyone always wants to live a good life.

For this reason, many things can be ignored.

Su Yuanfu finally nodded: "I don't regret it."

When Su Qingyi was talking to Su Yuanfu, Tumi avoided him, so there were only father and son in the room at this time, Tumi wanted to give them a space, and if he inserted it, it might affect Su Qingyi's performance.

In this regard, although the two did not speak, there was an inexplicable sense of tacit understanding in it.

Su Qingyi is very grateful to Tumi, it's not unlucky for this, if there is no Tumi in this world, it's hard to imagine what kind of chaos his life would be like, maybe at the beginning he gave up struggling to save his life, and went straight into the abyss of depravity , or compromise with the Su Qingyi from the past, and hate everything in this world.

But now, he barely broke free from the quagmire, and even wanted to pull more people up.

Maybe they are just characters in some authors' pens, but in his eyes, they are real people, never underestimated or doubted.

It is rare for him to have such a firm belief. Since the moment he regained his memory, he has no intention of compromising.

Su Yuanfu's eyes could gradually see some emotions, which were feelings, tolerance and love for Su Qingyi.

He may feel that one sentence is not enough, so he emphasized another sentence: "In any case, no matter what it will be, I have never regretted raising you for a moment. From the very beginning when I wore this body to the end of my life In the end, I won't regret it."

Su Yuanfu couldn't help but think a little more. He thought that these things had already had such a big impact on him, so what kind of impact should it be on Su Qingyi?

What's more, the child was hurt in the original plot, and he never made him feel wronged. Thinking of what kind of emotions Su Qingyi would feel in his heart when he saw that book, would he doubt his feelings for him? His love is full of impurities, will he break up with this world again.

No matter which part he thought of, it made Su Yuanfu's heart feel like a knife was twisted, but his own affairs seemed not so important.

When Su Qingyi suddenly heard such a confession, even though he had prepared for it at the beginning, he was still a little moved.

People say that love is hard to express, not to mention the relationship between father and son, which is taken for granted and taken for granted, so it is rare to say such words bluntly.

I always feel that if I don’t tell you, don’t you know that I love you?

There is always this kind of natural emotion between relatives, so there are few straightforward feelings of lawsuits, and as time goes by, they become more and more alienated.

If at the beginning, Su Qingyi was still a little apprehensive, then now he feels confident.

He said: "Dad, let me call you Dad. Whether I don't know it or I know it, I have never doubted your feelings for me. You have raised me so far. Don't say that you wear it, but you don't wear it. In terms of his body, even if you have no blood relationship with me, between you and me, you can still be my father.

This kind of relationship doesn't have to be him, it has to be restrained by blood ties, even if you leave this body and return to your original body in the future, the relationship between you and me will not be less than half, that person..."

Su Qingyi paused for a moment: "He just provided a sperm/son. Is there any trace of father-son relationship between me? If you leave and he comes back, then I won't recognize him."

"What's more, I'm an adult now. It's not when I was young. I had no choice but to let others bully me. Let me tell you frankly that I read that book a few years ago. I didn't just read it. After reading the complete novel about the experience of that 'me', I had a big dream. The past experiences entered my eyes without any trace. My body was fused with me. The chaos in my life at that time almost caused a catastrophe. If it wasn't for Tumi who just confessed to me and found me by my side reluctantly, I wouldn't even know I will do something." Su Qingyi was extremely calm, there was no trace of haze on his face now.

When Su Yuanfu heard such words, how could he not feel distressed in his heart, and the distress was accompanied by a sense of loss. He looked at Su Qingyi with firm eyes, never a trace of confusion.

I knew that this person, relying on himself, had come out despite the pain.

This kind of emotion is complicated and unspeakable. If it is another father, he happens to be able to empathize with him. It probably feels that the child who is carefully held in the palm of his hand has finally spread his wings to welcome the wind and rain.

That is gratifying and melancholy.

"Dad, I can do it." Su Qingyi held his hand: "You can do it too."

"So what if you know that you are in a certain book, so what if you know that your past experience is always a plot constructed by people." Su Qingyi said every word, like a heavy hammer hitting Su Yuanfu's heart.

"Are you afraid? Afraid that the plots that appear from time to time will interfere with everything about yourself, and that an invisible hand is manipulating you? Only ignorance can be afraid. What if we know everything?" Su Qingyi said: "I know myself I am a living person, I did not grow up with just a few words, and every minute and every second I experienced cannot be controlled by mere words."

"When I exist, when I realize how I exist, my hair and my name, every inch of my face, every piece of my body, will be under my own control."

Su Qingyi looked at Su Yuanfu.

"No one can control it."

Under his gaze, Su Yuanfu gradually returned to his familiar appearance.