Sorry [Rebirth]

Xun Mi originally thought that because he had to meet Xia Dahai the next day, he might not be able to sleep well the night before.

As a result, Xun Mi only woke up from his sleep when the light hit his face in the early morning of the next day.

The pointer on the wall was about to go to eight o'clock, Xun Mi lay on the bed for a while, subconsciously took out his phone and looked at it.

What jumped on the screen was a text message from Mo Jue.

Mr. Mo: There is hot porridge in the rice cooker, I remember to eat when I wake up, and there are side dishes in the refrigerator.

Xun Mi smiled and typed a line in the reply column: Got it, mother-in-law.

The four words mother-in-law and mother were pronounced by him, but he felt a little sweet in his heart for no reason—compared to having tooth decay when he was a child, being ordered not to eat sweets by Mo Jue, but being secretly fed a big white rabbit toffee by Xun Zezong sweet.

He stared at his side again, the remark he had changed for Mo Jue, and suddenly smiled.

Mo Jue doesn't know about this matter yet, if he knows that the note I gave him has been changed to this, I don't know if Mo Jue will be happy.

But with Mo Jue's sullen look, no one knew if he would secretly laugh by himself.

When they arrived at the place, Xun Mi was agitated by the heat outside the car as soon as he got out of the car.

It's just that I don't know if the irritability comes from himself, or from the weather that makes people always feel depressed, or from the equally noisy car horns on the side of the road.

"You really don't need me to go up with you?" Mo Jue said in the car.

The door was opened, and the cool air inside the car was still leaking out, Xun Mi could hardly hold back at this moment, wanting Mo Jue to take him home directly.

He sighed, smiled at Mo Jue, stretched out his hand meanly, patted Mo Jue's head, and said, "No, I can go up by myself...it's not a big deal."

Mo Jue's state of worrying about his children going to meet netizens he had never met made Xun Mi feel relieved a lot.

Why is he worried, Mo Jue is more worried than him!

With such a comparison... then Xun Mi is happy.

Hey.

When going upstairs, Xun Mi was very calm.

This is a Chinese restaurant, and the surrounding decorations are also very classical. The waiters in the store are wearing embroidered gowns, and because it is summer, the slits are relatively high.

... Xun Mi glanced at the door guiltily.

Fortunately, Mo Jue didn't look this way - God knows he just wanted to explain the matter clearly to Xia Dahai, he didn't even think of the characteristics of this store like this!

And all of them have long legs!Everyone is smiling at him!

The box that Xun Mi booked yesterday was at the end of the corridor.

Because the location of that box is relatively remote, not many people would go in it, and even the air-conditioning is not that effective.

Stepping on the red carpet on the ground all the way to the end, when he entered the door, the air conditioner cabinet in the corner was still emitting a 'buzzing' sound, and a white mist emanated from the window pane of the air conditioner .

Xia Dahai came earlier than him, and now he was sitting at the side of the square table, looking down at his phone anxiously.

Xun Mi pursed his lips.

When he was going out, Xia Dahai contacted him with text messages several times, trying to determine his location.

Even if it was just a text message, one could feel Xia Dahai's cautiousness and poor speech through the screen.

His education level is not high, and there are even many typos in it.

When Xun Mi entered the door, Xia Dahai was naturally attracted by the sound, and when he saw that the person who opened the door was Xun Mi, his eyes overflowed with visible excitement.

He put the phone back into his coat pocket, clasped his hands together helplessly, and loosened them again and again.

The waiter first put on a pot of mung bean tea and a bottle of transparent lemonade.

The lemon slices floated on the water, and a little bit of pulp below them settled on the bottom of the bottle. Xun Mi stared at it, not knowing what to say when facing Xia Dahai.

After a while, it was Xia Dahai who spoke first.

He only yelled, "Mimi..."

Xun Mi looked up.

His eyes were light, and they were particularly clear.

Some people say that a person's character can be seen directly from his eyes.Xun Mi's eyes are black and white, with no impurities in them. Looking at Xun Mi like this, Xia Dahai suddenly thought of Xia Fan—he is different from Xun Mi.

When he softened his tone to please himself, it was always purposeful.

But Xun Mi doesn't seem to be like this. What he wants in his heart, he will directly and clearly tell his close people.

"You, what do you want to eat? I, I treat you to eat..." Xia Dahai awkwardly supported the table to stand up, but the crutch on one side fell to the ground again, making a dull sound.

He was a little flustered all of a sudden, and he was about to bend down to get it, looking humble and pitiful.

Xun Mi suddenly sighed.

"Sit down, I ordered the dishes yesterday." As soon as the words fell, the doors were opened one after another, and then, the waiter held a large tray in his hand and began to serve some small dishes.

There are four dishes and one soup in total, including cucumber, sliced ​​lotus root and fungus, a Peking duck, and a squirrel mandarin fish.

They are all eaten in summer.

Xia Dahai smiled embarrassingly, and sat back on the stool again.

The private room fell silent again.

Xia Dahai spoke again, and when he spoke this time, he also sighed, and said, "Mimi, in fact, I am your biological father... You should have known about this for a long time, right?"

Xun Mi was silent for a moment, as if repeating the same old tune, he smiled, "Yes, I know."

This sentence suddenly left Xia Dahai speechless again.

He remembered the last time, when he took all his bank deposits to find Xun Mi, what he faced was Xun Mi's back who left indifferently and mercilessly.

He stroked his hand in front of his jacket pocket, and finally put it down again, pondered for a moment, and said, "No matter what, I am your biological father... At that time, I didn't exchange you back, it was actually for your own good... ..."

Xun Mi listened quietly.

When Xia Dahai spoke, he couldn't help but compare what he said with his memories from his previous life, and then piece them together.

But in the end, he couldn't connect the "kind" father Xia Dahai talked about with himself.

Children have a natural admiration for their fathers.

In their young cognition, it seems that only their father is the most indomitable hero in this world, and also the person who makes them feel most secure.

But for himself, the person who brought him a sense of security was Mo Jue.

Neither Xun Zezong nor Xia Dahai has personally fulfilled an obligation that should be fulfilled.

Xia Dahai was still talking endlessly, "I'm afraid I'll bring you back, you can't bear the pain... When I found out that year, I didn't agree. The Xun family is rich and can let you live a good life... I don't want you to suffer as much as I do, and to be useless when you grow up... In all these years, there is not a single day that I miss you..."

When it came to the emotional part, Xia Dahai suddenly covered his face with his hands and cried bitterly.

Xun Mi frowned.

Xia Dahai's mourning on the surface was full, but he didn't shed a single tear.

His peripheral vision was full of scrutiny, and the black pupils frantically swept towards him from the corner of his eyes.

"miss me?"

He tasted these two words, suddenly laughed, and felt a little disgusted and absurd.

In his last life, he left the Xun family for many years, and never found any photos of him in Xia Dahai's house.

There were, all of them were photos of Xia Fan and Xia Dahai.

In the photo, the two of them were smiling very brightly - that was the relationship that they had gotten along with for many years, something that could not be easily broken by the word blood.

On the one hand, he was thinking of his own son, but on the other hand, he also wanted to occupy Xia Fan's adopted son, and received a "huge sum" from the Xun family on a regular basis, and finally deposited it all in his own personal account go.

Seeing Xun Mi's reaction, Xia Dahai finally silenced his voice.

As if he was very sad, he fell back on the chair and panted, only the hoarse voice continued, "I am your father...!"

Xun Mi finally moved.

He suddenly said, "Do you really care about whether it's my dad?"

Xia Dahai paused for a moment while panting.

Xun Mi suddenly smiled.

From the information on Xia Fan that Xu Changdu gave him before, he saw a very funny one——

Thirteen years ago, when he was six or seven years old, Xia Dahai was burdened with a foreign debt of 13 yuan, bought a house with a loan, and resisted the law enforcement, refusing to move out of the house.

The money was returned by the Xun family.

To put it bluntly, the money was borrowed, but to put it bluntly - Xia Dahai sold himself for [-] yuan and kept the house he wanted.

Equivalent exchange, maybe he should thank Xia Dahai.

Today, he no longer wants to delve into Xia Dahai's sudden guilt, and what is the reason behind it.

"You are my son!" Xia Dahai stood up with his eyes on the ground.

Xun Mi pressed his forehead, then slowly shook his head and said, "I think you made a mistake."

Xia Dahai was taken aback.

"You and I are not legal father and son, let alone de facto father and son. Xia Fan is your son, and now he..." Xun Mi paused, looked at Xia Dahai, and said suddenly, "He is now, about to die."

Xia Dahai froze on the spot, and after a long while, he said tremblingly, "What did you say—?! Didn't he go abroad with Xun to live a good life—tell me clearly, after all what happened?!"

Tears flowed from Xia Dahai's eyes in an instant, and he crossed the table and grabbed Xun Mi's hand.

Xun Mi pursed her lips, lowered her eyes to look at the hand that grabbed her.

Since becoming physically disabled, Xia Dahai should have never had a job again.

His hands are no longer as rough as they were in the previous life, but have returned to a little smoother, and even the skin on the palms no longer scrapes.

"He touched drugs abroad." Xun Mi withdrew his hand, and at this moment, he was very calm.

Xia Dahai looked for him... Sure enough, from the very beginning, it wasn't for some shit family relationship or blood relationship.

Xia Dahai sat down on the ground slumped, showing an expression of disbelief as if struck by lightning. After a long while, he finally howled, crying hysterically, "Ah——! My son——Xia Fan ! My Fanfan——!"

Some kind of wetness and heat surged up in his eyes, which made him unable to control himself at all-how familiar this scene is.

Xun Mi suddenly thought of it.