family of doctors

Shao Changgeng took out the phone from his pocket and looked at the dazzling text on the screen.

"I received news that the prince has returned to China."

The text message came from Su Shiwen, who had just left the country, just after five o'clock this afternoon.

"I don't know if he will take revenge on the big brother's betrayal back then. Please protect Xiaorong well."

After reading the text message, Shao Changgeng drove from the hospital to the school to pick up Shao Rong almost immediately, and searched the crowd one by one, but he still couldn't find the familiar figure.

Sent a text message, no response at all.On the phone, there is always a disgusting mechanized voice——

"The person you are calling has switched off their phone."

Only when all the students in Eleventh Middle School had left and there was no one in the campus was empty, Shao Changgeng drove home with a sullen face.

Shao Rong is not at home, nor is he at grandpa's.Not in school, let alone in a hospital.Where did he go?Will something happen?Will he be kidnapped by the mysterious figure named "Prince"?

Shao Changgeng couldn't help thinking of Su Zihang's death.

The photos of Su Zihang who was brutally abused before his death flashed through his mind.There was no complete piece of skin on his body, the wound was deliberately poured with salt water, and pus flowed out, and he was shot five times in the chest to make matters worse. He endured the pain until he died.

Su Zihang's three years of undercover investigation had captured all the criminal evidence in Lan Ye except for the organ smugglers. Only the prince escaped.If that prince returns, he will see Shao Rong who looks exactly like Su Zihang, and the son of the traitor who destroyed his entire foundation...

What will he do?

Tie him up and beat him with a whip, or is that not enough, or even use a more cruel method than teaching Su Zihang back then?

Shao Changgeng didn't dare to imagine that terrible possibility anymore.

Every time Shao Rong didn't go home, he would call him to tell him he was safe. Today he disappeared without saying a word, and if he didn't come back by 12:30, something must have happened.

The seven hours from 05:30 to 12:30 were like seven centuries to Shao Changgeng. Every minute and every second was tortured by psychological pain and despair.

You can't call the police, and the police won't respond to the disappearance for less than 24 hours.And once the police are called, too many incidents of the year will definitely be involved.I went home to find my father, but was told by Shao Chen that "grandpa and uncle are going to attend an academic conference in other places", and the phone couldn't get through.

I can only wait for the news in despair.

For so many years, he has dealt with everything calmly and calmly, but only when Shao Rong is involved will he lose his composure, and even have the never-before-seen fear of "something might happen to him".

At the moment when Shao Rong's phone finally rang, Shao Changgeng was even prepared for the other party to announce the bad news cruelly.

When he picked up the phone, a layer of cold sweat broke out on the palm of his hand.

But unexpectedly heard Shao Rong's voice, "Dad, I'm sorry, my phone is turned off."

"..." Such a simple and ridiculous reason.

When I rushed to pick him up at the address he said with a sullen face, I saw him talking and laughing with his classmate in the snow as if nothing had happened, and saw the classmate helping him tidy up the scarf that was blown by the wind with a smile on his face.

——It was a very dazzling picture.

Compared with the worry and fear that he was going crazy, Shao Rong's expression of having fun talking with his classmates as if nothing had happened formed a sharp contrast and irony.

Enduring the anger in his heart, he saved enough face for him in front of his classmates and sent that classmate home. When he got home, he wanted to find out why he didn't go home, but he heard him questioning angrily——

"You have to take care of everything I do. I have grown up, and I need my own space, and I have it too! I am your son and not your pet. Are you too overbearing?!"

Every word is like a sharp knife on the tip of my heart.

——Shao ​​Rong, you never know what kind of torment I have spent these seven hours.

——You will never understand how scared I am...of losing you.

Not wanting to hear such hurtful words from him again, she sealed his lips decisively and forcefully, only wanting to vent this strong emotion with the most primitive kiss.

"You are crazy!"

This is Shao Rong's final conclusion.

Seeing him flee into the bedroom with a distorted expression and lock the door behind him, Shao Changgeng suddenly felt a powerless sense of frustration in his heart.

--crazy?

To remain calm after seven hours of fidgeting is far from a human being.It was a very calm decision to not press him to the bed immediately to punish him, but to express his emotions with a forced kiss!

Looking at the closed door, Shao Changgeng rubbed his brows helplessly.

The calm that had been maintained for a long time was finally completely broken under his own loss of control.

Shao Rong lay on the bed tightly wrapped in the quilt, buried his face deeply in the pillow, his body was still shaking uncontrollably.

Being kissed by Shao Changgeng... This was something that never happened in his worst nightmare.

The man's domineering taste still seemed to remain in his mouth, and his tongue was still numb from being sucked, and he seemed to have lost consciousness. The discomfort of being kissed by force was nothing compared to the sadness in his heart.

——He is obviously the father I respect the most in my heart!

Not so long ago, I was still sad because of the news that he said "not the real father and son", and even thought, how could such a good father not be the real one?

Later, he comforted himself that it doesn't matter if he is not his own, he is still the best father in his heart.

But today, he actually...

Is it too much to punish him in this way after just refuting him a few words?

How could he think of kissing himself?

Shao Rong's heart was in a mess, and he couldn't figure out any clues at all.

In the early morning of the next day, Shao Rong deliberately set the alarm clock to eight o'clock. He wanted to go to bed later and stagger the time to go to work with that person.But in fact, Shao Rong had already woken up when Shao Changgeng got up at seven o'clock. Last night, his mind was in a mess and he didn't fall asleep all night.

Listening to the movement outside, I heard him go to the bathroom to wash his face and brush his teeth, go to the kitchen to prepare breakfast, return to the dining room and pull out the chair... Finally, the familiar footsteps stopped at the door of his bedroom for a moment, then turned and left, and then, There was the sound of the door being opened and closed.

Shao Rong breathed a sigh of relief.

Get out of bed and open the bedroom door, the house is empty, Shao Changgeng has already left.

However, to Shao Rong's surprise, there was a glass of milk, fried eggs and bread on the table.The steamy and fragrant breakfast was obviously reserved for himself by him.

There was a note under the cup, leaving a line of bold characters: "After breakfast, if you are bored, you can watch these movies."

There are several CDs next to the note, Detective Sherlock Holmes, The Shawshank Redemption, The Grudge, Titanic, Laputa in the Sky... There is a thick stack of CDs, horror movies, detective movies, romance movies, and even cartoons. all available.

The thoughtfulness of "you can choose any taste", and the overbearing "must stay at home to watch movies".

——It really fits his gentle yet strong personality.

Shao Rong sat down to eat breakfast in a complicated mood. After eating, he was idle and bored, so he had no choice but to choose a movie and put it in the DVD to watch.After watching it for a while, I couldn't get interested, so I changed another one, but found that no matter what type of movie I changed, I still... couldn't concentrate.

Even when the protagonist kisses the scene in the movie, Shao Changgeng's face will reflexively appear in his mind.

Last night, the scene where he pinched the back of the head and forced a kiss burned Shao Rong's sensitive nerves all the time.

There still seemed to be the fiery temperature of burning reason on the lips, and even the strange feeling of numbness in the back when his tongue licked the roof was clearly in his mind.

Are you a pervert?

How could he remember the details of being kissed by him so clearly?

Or is it just because kissing someone for the first time, regardless of the touch of the lips and tongue or the spiritual stimulation, is too deep?

Shao Rong sat on the sofa and frowned in pain.

One movie after another is played in front of my eyes, but my mind is always chaotic.

The sudden ringing of the phone woke Shao Rong up from his confused thoughts. He took out his phone and saw that the name on the caller ID was Shao Chen.After picking it up, I heard Shao Chen's familiar laughter: "Xiao Rong, are you on vacation?"

"Well, I just finished the exam yesterday."

"Exactly, I also finished the exam today."

"Did you do well in the exam?" Shao Rong asked with concern.

"The questions are too perverted! Sigh, I'm in a mess after taking the exams. Anyway, I'm just on the verge of passing."

"...Is it that difficult?"

"It's absolutely difficult, the teacher who made the question must be a psychopath! Forget it, don't talk about this, I will be depressed when I talk about it!"

"Uh..." Shao Rong didn't know how to comfort him.

"By the way, it's already a holiday. Do you want to come back? Grandpa and dad have gone to other places for a meeting. My mother went to a class reunion today. There is no one at home. Come back and play with me for a while. I am really alone." so boring."

"..." Anyway, I don't want to face Shao Changgeng for the time being, so it would be good to go to grandpa's house for a few days first.Shao Rong nodded and said, "Okay, I'll come right over."

It was already five o'clock in the afternoon when we arrived at Shao's house by car. Shao Rong knocked on the door, and saw Shao Chen dressed up as a chef in an apron, his face covered in flour like a cat.

Shao Rong was stunned, "What are you doing?"

Shao Chen wiped the sweat from his forehead with his flour-covered hands, "Ahem, learn how to make dumplings, come on, help me."

Shao Rong was pulled into the room by him with a look of surprise, and as soon as he entered the kitchen, he saw a sticky ball of flour on the table, and there were even more tragic traces of flour smearing around.

Shao Rong looked at the ball of noodles seriously, "Are you making noodles?"

Shao Chen raised his eyebrows, "Nonsense, of course you have to make dumpling wrappers for making dumplings, and of course you have to knead dough for making dumpling wrappers."

Shao Rong was silent for a while, and pointed out the key point: "There is less water."

Shao Chen shrugged, "It's the first time, it's inevitable that I didn't know how to measure it, but the second time I have experience. Come on, get out of the way, I'll start over."

Shao Rong glanced at him, "Let me do it."

Shao Chen was shocked, "You will?"

Shao Rong didn't answer, but took action directly. He washed his hands beside him, scooped up another apron and tied it, and gently rolled up his sleeves to start kneading dough.

He lowered his head and looked very serious, as if he was playing with a work of art. When the sticky dough came into his hands, it seemed to have spirituality, and he quickly kneaded it into a round ball , the slender hands kneaded the dough tacitly, making the dry dough slowly become soft and smooth.

Shao Chen looked at this scene in disbelief, and finally exclaimed, "You really know how to make friends?"

Shao Rong's expression was very calm, "Well, I have studied cooking."

Shao Chen couldn't believe it even more, "Ahem, it seems that I need to learn more from you. The second uncle spoils you so much, I thought he never let you cook! I didn't expect you to be able to cook."

"He..." Mentioning Shao Changgeng, Shao Rong's tone was a bit unnatural, "Didn't he go on a business trip for a whole year last year? I was at home alone, so I couldn't order takeout every day, so I gradually learned to cook."

As Shao Rong said, he carefully kneaded the dough into strips, cut them into small pieces with a scoop knife, and then got a rolling pin to roll out the dumpling wrappers.

Soon, the ball of dough turned into a thin dumpling wrapper in his hands, and in Shao Chen's eyes, it was as miraculous as magic.

Shao Chen beside him couldn't help but praise: "Which girl is lucky to marry you, Xiao Rong."

Shao Rong's ears turned red, "Don't talk nonsense."

Shao Chen liked to bully Shao Rong since he was a child, and when he saw his ears turn red, he became even more malicious, "Hey, tell me, you didn't have a girlfriend you secretly dated at school? By the way, have you ever tried kissing? "

"..." Shao Rong didn't speak, but his body tensed up like a conditioned reflex when he mentioned the word kiss.

Shao Chen still wanted to ask, but the phone rang suddenly, and when he looked at the caller ID, Shao Chen, who had a hippie smile, immediately became respectful like a soldier inspected by the chief, picked up the phone and obediently said, "Second Uncle."

Shao Rong's back stiffened instantly.

"Well, I just finished the exam. I passed the exam...uh, it's okay." Shao Chen's expression was very serious.

Shao Rong pretended to roll out the dumpling wrappers as if nothing had happened, but secretly pricked up his ears, listening to their conversation.

"You mean Xiao Rong?" Shao Chen glanced at Shao Rong, "He's here with me. Oh, we're making dumplings."

Shao Rong seemed to hear Shao Changgeng's deep laughter from the other end of the phone, as if he was asking, "Will he do it?"

Shao Chen said solemnly: "Second Uncle, don't underestimate Shao Rong, he is rolling out the dough, and it's done very well. By the way, Second Uncle, are you off work? Do you want to come over and eat together?"

Shao Rong hurriedly turned his head to look at Shao Chen, conveying the meaning of rejection with his eyes.

Shao Chen suddenly met Shao Rong's gaze, was stunned for a moment, and then suddenly realized: "Second Uncle, come here, Shao Rong said that he really wants to show off his cooking skills in front of you."

"..." My eyes clearly expressed the meaning of rejection.

Shao Chen hung up the phone, turned around and said with a smile: "Okay, I knew that you would definitely like Second Uncle to try your handicraft. Hey? What are you thinking? Why did the dumpling skin become hexagonal? "

"..." Shao Rong really wanted to knock this nonsense guy unconscious with a rolling pin.