Su Jingci hasn't been home for more than five years.

After he came out of the closet, his relationship with his family has been bad. Not long after that incident happened again, his father called and scolded him, wanting to sever the father-son relationship with him and make him never go home.

At the time when Su Jingci attempted suicide, Su Jingci refused to let others contact his parents, saying that he was afraid that his family would be worried. In fact, part of his heart was afraid to let his father know that his scandal had already made Su Mingduan feel ashamed. Knowing what would happen if he committed suicide, would he feel in his heart that he was teaching a cowardly and incompetent son from a young age?

The breakdown of the family is the deepest scar on his body. When he first went abroad, he wanted to die, but later he finally figured it out, and he didn't want his parents to see him like that, so he never contacted his family. He called regularly Every time I think about it, I feel that in the hearts of my parents, I am probably a son who has run away with anger for many years, so it is worse than nothing.

After saying that sentence, feeling the silence in the microphone weighed on her like a heavy burden, Su Jingci told herself repeatedly in her heart, it's okay, he can wait a little longer, endure it for a while, and work harder, Sooner or later, the family will accept him again, and at this moment, his father said in a vicissitudes of life: "If you miss home, come back."

At that moment, Su Jingci was almost choked up, he could finally go home.

He didn't sleep much all night, and when he got up in the morning, his complexion was not very good. He managed to get dressed, found out the gift that he bought a long time ago but hadn't been able to send out, and drove on the road at noon. He couldn't even close his eyes. I can find it, but I haven't completed the journey in five years.

Standing in front of the house, Su Jingci touched the keys in her pocket, finally stretched out her hand, took a deep breath, and rang the doorbell.

It was his mother who came to open the door. Xia Suifang's eyes were red when she saw him, she took his arm and kept wiping away her tears, "Jingci, where did you go? Why didn't you come back to see mom, I'll go to your previous house Those who looked for you, you are not here, and the phone can't be reached..."

Su Jingci wiped away tears for his mother sadly, "Mom, stop crying, it's all my fault, it's my fault."

Xia Suifang shook her head, but her tears couldn't stop falling, "It's not your fault, it's not your fault."

Xia Suifang was crying here, and his father Su Mingduan also came over, holding a book in one hand, his eyes fell on Su Jingci, his eyes flickered, and finally turned away, "Did you throw away all the house keys? After walking for so many years, your temper is getting bigger and bigger."

Su Jingci lowered her eyelashes, "Dad, I'm sorry."

Su Mingduan waved his hand, "I won't talk about it when I get back, come in, what does it look like to stand at the door and cry, others will think something is wrong with our house when they see it."

Su Jingci went into the house to change her shoes and looked around. There was almost no change in the house from before. Although the three-bedroom house was not rich, it was comfortable everywhere. The mahogany furniture in Chinese style was elegant and clean, and the smell of food wafted from the kitchen.

Su Mingduan is a professor and dean of the History Department of Rongcheng University. Xia Suifang was a famous opera singer and was famous and won numerous awards. In fact, his family does not have other houses, especially after Su Jingci became famous, he proposed to buy a house. I live in a villa to honor my parents, but Su Mingduan is an authentic old intellectual, and he is very indifferent to material things. He said that he is too lazy to change the old house when he is used to it. It is very close to the school, and it is convenient for work. Friends, I have been living here.

There are already several dishes on the table, many of which are Su Jingci's favorites. His mother is serving the dishes from the kitchen. Su Jingci is going to help, but she is stopped, "Oh, go and sit down here. What would you do without your help?"

He smiled again, and straightened his sideburns. "Actually, I didn't do these, but my aunt did them. Aren't you going to come back, so I just made a few more."

Xia Suifang came from a noble family, and she was very spoiled since she was a child. She has never suffered any grievances since she married Su Mingduan. Su Mingduan didn't like outsiders in the family, so she only hired an aunt at home to help with housework.

Su Jingci and his father sat down at the dining table, took out a carved wooden box from the bag and opened it, "This is a rare ancient book I asked a friend to collect. I remember that you have been looking for this book for a long time. Happy birthday to you." Be happy, prolong your life and prolong your life."

There was a little smile on Su Ming's straight face, "You still remember."

He looked at Su Jingci carefully, his eyes behind the lens were heavy: "Then do you still remember what was the first big character I taught you to write?"

The crooked characters are still hanging in his father's study room, how could he not remember, he cleared his voice and said: "If you stand upright, you must be upright, and if you place yourself, you must be honest."

"Just remember." Su Mingduan nodded, with a deeper smile on his face, and looked at Su Jingci, "Where have you been all these years?"

"I," Su Jingci paused, "I lived with foreign friends for a while."

Their words were interrupted by Xia Suifang, "The food is already served, so don't just talk about it, the past is over, what's there to talk about?"

The family sat down, and Xia Suifang gave him a chopstick of crab roe tofu, and smiled, "We have watched your latest movies, and we know that you won an award. Your father misses you very much."

Su Jingci showed a smile, a sincere smile rarely seen when facing outsiders.

He got up and filled Su Mingduan's wine glass, then filled his own glass, raised his glass to Su Mingduan and said, "Dad, I respect you for this glass of wine. Serving, I am unfilial, I hope you can forgive me."

Su Mingduan clinked glasses with him, drank the wine in one gulp, then waved his hands, his eyes were wet, "Dad also has something wrong, he shouldn't have said those things to you."

"You and yours," Su Mingduan didn't say the name, "it's all broken."

Su Jingci just touched the wine glass on her lips, "Dad, we have been separated for a long time, me," he looked at Su Mingduan, "I have a new date now."

Su Mingduan's expression immediately dropped, "What do you mean?"

Su Jingci's voice lowered, but she continued: "I'm with Wen Zhengyan now, and I'm another actor in "Hunting the Murderer". I don't know if you guys have watched this movie, I... ..."

"Stop talking!" Su Mingduan stood up, his hand that was used to holding the pen was shaking, "I thought you should learn a lesson after going through so many things, but I didn't expect you to be so obsessed with breaking up with a man You're with another man, and the last one made a lot of noise, so what are you going to do about it? I taught you to be upright and honest since childhood, but what about you? What are you doing! "

Xia Suifang wanted to hold him back, but was brushed away. Su Jingci's face turned pale instantly. He looked up at his father and said, "Dad, we are not what you imagined. Zhengyan and I have long-term plans." .”

"And then? What happened before again? Although our family is not a high-ranking official, it is also a generation of poems and books, but what about you? The face of the three generations of the Su family is almost completely lost by you alone!"

Su Mingduan turned his face away, clutching his chest and panting, "I don't want to see you, you go!"

Su Jingci knew that his father had a heart problem, so she panicked for a while, "Dad, don't get excited, I, I'll get you medicine."

"I don't want you to take the medicine! You go!" Su Mingduan almost fainted, Xia Suifang pacified him one by one, and then ran to get the medicine. Su Jingci stood there helplessly, watching his father take the medicine , and then fled the house.

Su Jingci went downstairs only to find that it was raining outside. However, she hadn't considered this for a long time. She went straight through the rain curtain and got into the car, but she could hardly hold the key firmly. Turning the steering wheel, leaning over and gasping for breath, tears fell uncontrollably.

Half an hour later, he just straightened up and wiped away the tears on his face. If he still thought about looking in the mirror at this time, he would definitely find that his eyes were bloodshot and the corners of his eyes were red, like a child who was abandoned on the street, saying no The panic that came out was pitiful.

Su Jingci was still in a trance on the way home, she almost bumped into people several times, finally got home, stumbled into the door, Su Mingduan's face mixed with hatred and disappointment still couldn't help shaking in front of him , Gradually overlapped with the face a few years ago in his mind, and the scenes filled his brain. His headache seemed to be splitting open, but he couldn't get rid of it.

The pain was so intense that he felt that he needed something to numb his nerves, otherwise it would be unbearable, so he got up from the bed, walked to the shelf where Wen Zhengyan kept the wine, picked up two bottles of wine from above, and He hesitated while taking it, and pressed his temple painfully. He wanted to call Wen Zhengyan to hear his voice, but then he thought that he should be filming now and shouldn't disturb him.

So he took the wine and went into the audio-visual room, played a previous TV series by Wen Zhengyan, covered himself with a blanket while watching and drinking, when the two bottles of wine bottomed out, he finally fell asleep with Wen Zhengyan's voice.

In a drowsy state, he felt his stomach hurt like a fire, but his head was extremely heavy, and he couldn't get up the energy to find medicine. He just curled up in the blanket covering his stomach, trying to dispel the pain. A warm embrace embraced him, Su Jingci thought she was dreaming, but she still burrowed into that embrace, "Zhengyan..."

It seemed that someone put him gently on the bed, fed him medicine with water gently, and then placed a soft kiss on his forehead. The voice seemed to come out of the screen, low and steady, dispelling All the invisible hands that grabbed him in the dream "I'm here, sleep for a while, okay?"

When she woke up the next morning, she was actually on the soft bed in the bedroom. Su Jingci was holding her head and wondering if she had made it back by herself, when she saw a tall figure appearing in front of the door, with a hand in her hand. Holding a tray, he looked at him with a bad expression, "Are you awake?"

Su Jingci felt guilty for some reason, but Wen Zhengyan had already walked to the bedside, put the tray on the bedside cabinet, pulled up a chair and sat down, picked up the porridge bowl, scooped up a mouthful of porridge with a spoon, and handed it to him. "Open your mouth."

Su Jingci wanted to say that he came by himself, but was intimidated by Wen Zhengyan's gaze, and obediently finished a bowl of porridge. During the whole process, Wen Zhengyan didn't say a word, obviously not wanting to talk to him.

Su Jingci saw him put down the bowl and sat there looking at herself for a moment, and opened her mouth, "You should eat something too, I'm fine."

The other party sneered, "I'm not like some people who know that I have a bad stomach and drink myself. What do you want to do? Want to drink so much that you have stomach bleeding and go to the hospital like before?"

Seeing that Su Jingci didn't speak, Wen Zhengyan's face sank like water, and his anger grew more and more, "I found that you are really good at torturing yourself. Tell me, what do you want to torment yourself when I'm not around?" ?”

Their production crew moved to the next city in the past two days, which is only a two-hour drive away. Wen Zhengyan saw that he hadn't announced for the next two days, so he wanted to drive back, but he couldn't get through to Su Jingci, and he was in a hurry When I got home, I saw no one at all, and finally found Su Jingci curled up on the sofa under a blanket in the audio-visual room. Seeing the person in front of me with a face as pale as paper, her hands tightly covering her stomach, and her forehead burning hot, Wen Zhengyan At that time, I almost died of fright. After carrying him back to the bedroom, I found medicine for him to take. Seeing that his expression was relieved, his fever finally subsided in the middle of the night, so he gave up the idea of ​​sending him to the hospital.

After letting go of his heart, he became angry. He didn't understand what happened to Su Jingci, and why he didn't tell himself, but chose this way of hurting his body to dispel him. What did he take himself for?What do you think of him again?

Su Jingci buried her head in the pillow, "I didn't..."

He covered his eyes and turned around, sighing softly, "Oh...you have such a fierce hairstyle."

Wen Zhengyan sat on the side of the bed, straightened his face, and let him look directly into his eyes, "When you talk, do you want to piss me off or scare me to death? What's wrong with you not telling me when you encounter something? When can it be changed?"

Su Jingci watched him silently for a while, then put her arms around Wen Zhengyan's waist, and buried her in his arms, "Zhengyan, I went home to see my parents yesterday..."

Wen Zhengyan's voice was blocked, and all words of accusation were blocked there.

After a while, he patted Su Jingci's head, "And then."

Su Jingci's voice was muffled, "My dad was planning to forgive me, but I told him about our affairs, and he was almost mad with anger." He smiled wryly, "I seem to have failed in this aspect. , always make the people around you anxious and angry."

"No." Wen Zhengyan interrupted him, "No."

Su Jingci shook her head and continued: "Scholars like my father always value reputation more than life, I can understand him, they have endured how many outsiders pointed at me because I don't know, I am really a failed son ..."

As he spoke, he buried his head in Wen Zhengyan's arms again, "I didn't mean not to tell you on purpose, but I just thought that you were still filming and couldn't be distracted. This drama is so important to you, so I planned to see your work." Just listen to your voice, I didn't think about it, I just wanted to escape from reality for a while, I didn't want to get sick, I'm sorry..."

Wen Zhengyan's nose was sore, he leaned over and kissed the back of Su Jingci's neck, "Stupid or not, what could be more important than you."

Su Jingci got up from his arms, and patted the bed beside her, "Did you not sleep well last night? Come up and sleep for a while."

Wen Zhengyan snorted, "If you want me to hug you, just say so, you can't do without me, but you always try to be brave."

That is to say, I still got under the covers and hugged Su Jingci tightly into my arms, and said for a long time: "Don't think too much, with me here, I can solve everything. If you are so good, your parents must be very good too." People, so you don’t have to worry, they will accept me, even if I have to come to grind them every day, I will let them accept me.”

Su Jingci nodded, "I know."

He frowned slightly again, and commented objectively without emotion: "I think I rely too much on you mentally."

Wen Zhengyan pinched his face after hearing this, "Who else do you want to rely on if you don't rely on me? Do you want to be 'jingjing' again?"

When he mentioned this matter, he became angry, "I also saw a few of our CP fans climb the wall to go to you and Zhou Jingwen!"

Su Jingci sneered in his arms, "Can you stop eating this boring flying vinegar."

"What is boring vinegar?" Wen Zheng refused to accept, "This is the dignity of a man!"

He raised Su Jingci's chin, "You are the white moonlight I finally got, no one can covet you."

Su Jingci raised her head to kiss him, "You are my light, you are my sun."

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