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On the way back, the father and son were relatively silent. I don't know if it was because of the woman's appearance or because Han Ran did all this without telling him. In short, there was something wrong with the atmosphere.

Han Ran has no mother since he was a child and lacks maternal love. The relationship between him and his father is flat and not very close. Sometimes, the mother is the glue between family members.

Father Han took the initiative to ask Han Ran to go home for a meal, and he said that he would cook by himself.

In the past few years, he has been busy with his career, and he doesn't care much about his son. The only thing he can do is follow his will and let him do what he wants to do. He didn't stop him from playing e-sports.

Han Ran sent a text message to Liang Liang, reporting the itinerary.

Father Han's craftsmanship is very good. In the past, when his mother was around, his father often cooked. Mother Han had her own job and didn't know how to do housework.

Mother Han lived a pampered life since she was a child. After marrying Father Han, even though her life was a little poorer, Father Han treated her very well, forbidding rough work or heavy work, and she didn't care about the trivial things in life. Every day is very comfortable.

She never knew where her ID card and household registration book were kept, and she would never ask. When she needed to use it, she would ask Papa Han for it. Papa Han was like a treasure chest, always able to conjure up all kinds of things she wanted. something you want.

But for such a woman, on the day she wanted to leave home, she didn't spend any effort. The household registration book was neatly placed on her dressing table. She took it and left as soon as she said it, simply and neatly, without any thought go find it.

Some people know from the beginning that they will not be able to stay.

Han Ran lowered his head and picked up the rice in the bowl. The oppressive atmosphere made him not even want to pick up the food. Father Han was in a good mood. He poured himself two glasses of wine and poured himself a drink. He was very happy and comfortable.

After two glasses of wine, his face began to turn red, and he let himself go, with his tongue out, and he didn't speak very fluently. He slapped Han Ran on the shoulder suddenly and shouted, "Son! It's been so many years! Dad is sorry for you, don't blame your mother."

Han Ran was choked, swallowed the food in his mouth with difficulty, patted his chest, poured himself a glass of water slowly, and cursed, his father's drinking capacity is too bad, even one tenth of him not as good as,

Father Han heaved a long sigh, sat up straight, and stared at the front blankly, with deep and indelible sadness hidden in his eyes.

He seemed to recall the past when he was young, and recalled to himself, "Actually, when your mother left, you can't blame her entirely. It is my good fortune for her kind of young lady to marry me and give birth to a son for me."

"Don't you hate her? She abandoned her husband and son, and was greedy for vanity." Han Ran asked softly, clenched the cup in his hand.

He seemed calm just talking about an insignificant stranger.

Papa Han shook his head, sighed again, and said in a low voice, "I can't keep her, so I can't stop her from finding someone better."

After he finished speaking, he took another big gulp of wine, and when he was about to reach out for the bottle, Han Ran held him down and persuaded him, "Okay, don't drink if you don't have a good capacity for alcohol, or you won't be able to sleep at night. "

He was very impressed. When he was young, when his mother just left, although his father never expressed sadness in front of him, whenever he fell asleep, he would hide in his room, behind his back, secretly, He drank all night and all night, but he used alcohol to relieve his worries, and his worries were even worse. He often drank until he couldn't sleep.

"I'm going back to the club first. There's still training tonight." Han Ran put down his chopsticks, wiped his mouth, and got up to leave.

"Son," before he reached the door, Father Han stopped him. He rubbed his old hands back and forth helplessly, but he still couldn't hold back. He drank another glass of wine before slowly opening his mouth and said, "Take me with you when you have time." Xiao Liang, come home for dinner."

Han Ran suddenly turned to look at him, and asked, "What do you mean?"

Han's father didn't raise his head, but his eyes were slightly moist. He paralyzed himself with wine again and again, and said in a hoarse voice, "It's because I have cared too little for you for so many years. I haven't fulfilled my responsibility as a father. You will To be on this road, to be honest, I didn’t expect it.”

"What did that woman tell you?" he asked coldly.

Only then did Father Han look up at him. Under the light, many gray hairs appeared on the blue silk. He realized that his father had aged so much inadvertently. After so many years, they had indeed lacked a lot of parent-child time.

"Don't blame her, you did it wrong, you shouldn't hide it from me, paper can't cover fire," he said helplessly, "Your mother told me this, not to want me to blame you, nor You want me to break you up, she is not as bad as you think, she is your real mother, how can a real mother think that her son's life is not good?"

Han Ran asked coldly, "Then what did she tell you?"

Han's father sighed and said, "She hopes that I can accept you, and I know that I am the least qualified person in the world to control you. As your father, you have lost your mother's love and lack of love for you since childhood." I have no right to object to every decision you make.”

Han Ran was silent and did not speak.

Father Han said again, "I know better than anyone what it feels like to lose a loved one, and I also understand how painful it is, so it's fine for me to taste it alone, and my son will not walk the path I walked. "

"Go." Father Han waved his hand at him. The back of a person looked lonely and vicissitudes. A man who had experienced many hardships, in order to get closer to his son, he chose to compromise psychologically.

Han Ran's throat was astringent, and it took him a long time to find his voice, and said softly, "Thank you, Dad."

Father Han nodded, took a sip of wine, the glass was bottomed out, he stood up tremblingly, and began to clean up the dishes on the table.

He couldn't help asking, "Dad, do you still love her?"

Father Han paused, then continued to tidy up, with a relaxed expression on his face, and said, "When I get older, I don't want to talk about love or not. What I want now is that you can be well. I will live a few more years and accompany you. Accompany you."

Some people are engraved in his mind, and after a long time, they become obsessions. When he met again today, he found that that person was no longer what he remembered, and what he never forgot was only the unwillingness at that time.

Han Ran didn't say any more, turned around and left home, and went straight to the training room.

Liang Liang was not in the training room. He asked around and said that he had returned to the dormitory beforehand, so he hurried back to the dormitory with strides.

Seeing his urgent look, Zhou Zhou felt a little worried, and asked Mi Xiu quietly, "Senior, God Han won't quarrel with the captain again, right?"

Mi Xiu raised his eyebrows, stared at Qu Que's back, touched his chin, thoughtfully, nodded solemnly, and said with a serious face, "I think they not only quarrel, but may also fight."

Zhou Zhou became even more worried. He clasped his hands tightly, holding the pen and paper in his hand, and asked eagerly, "Then, what should we do? Should we tell the coach?"

Mi Xiu stretched out his hand and pointed there, "You can go and persuade them. Aren't Han Shen and Liang Dui very kind to you? Maybe they will listen to you."

"Will it?" Zhou Zhou doubted, even he didn't believe it.

Mi Xiu nodded firmly. Zhou Zhou actually planned to go to their dormitory, but was stopped by Ji Jie, who gave Mi Xiu a disapproving look, and said angrily, "Can you be serious? Everyday Is it interesting to bully other children?"

Zhou Zhou still defended him blankly, "No, senior Ji Jie, you misunderstood, senior Mi Xiu didn't bully me, we were just trying to find a way to help the captain and God Han."

Ji Jie held his forehead, and said speechlessly, "Little friend, can you be more naive? If you really pass, you will be dead. I haven't seen anyone disturbing God Han's good deeds, and how can you not take off a layer of skin?" of."

Mi Xiu stood on the spot and laughed loudly, his waist could not stand up straight, and tears came out of his laughter.

"Hahaha, I can't do it anymore, where did the captain find such a treasure? It's so cute..."

Zhou Zhou was still at a loss, and he was a little restrained by his smile, "What's the matter? Did you say something wrong? Didn't the senior say that the captain and the others might fight?"

Ji Jie patted him on the head, and said earnestly, "The young couple fights on the bed, do you want to take care of it?"

"what?"

Zhou Zhou was so embarrassed that he didn't know what to do, his face was red, even his neck was red, and he hesitated for a long time without saying a word.

"But senior said..." He looked at Mi Xiu.

Mi Xiu blinked at him innocently, and explained plausibly, "I'm not wrong, isn't fighting on the bed a fight?"

"Although it is, but..." He still wanted to argue for himself, Mi Xiu held his shoulders and walked in, without blushing and heartbeat while walking, he said, "Okay, don't mention this matter again , I am also doing it for your own good, I mainly want you to have a long memory, in the future, we will not care about the matter between the captain and God Han, when the gods fight, it is enough for the mortals to stand aside, do you understand?"

"Well! Okay." Zhou Zhou nodded subconsciously, the kid was so foolish, and this matter just passed.

On the other side, Han Ran found Liang Liang who was packing up in the dormitory.

"Why are you back?" He was a little surprised when he saw Han Ran, opened his eyes slightly, and asked with a smile.

But Han Ran didn't say a word, strode up to him, grabbed his wrist, pushed him against the table, and kissed him hard.

He was so kissed that he could barely breathe before he was let go.

"What's wrong with you?" He didn't blame Han Ran, but felt that something was wrong with his mood, licked the corner of his broken mouth, and asked softly, panting.

Han Ran didn't speak, but buried his face in his neck, panting heavily.

Liang Liang hugged him tenderly, letting him settle down little by little in his soft embrace.

"What happened?" he asked softly again.

Han Ran was willing to let go of him, he breathed a sigh of relief, and rubbed his sore lower back. Seeing this, Han Ran stretched out his hand to help him rub it, the movement was very light, and the strength was just right. He squinted his eyes comfortably, like a Lazy cat.

"My dad knows about our relationship," he whispered.

Liang Liang was taken aback.

"What did your father tell you?" Liang Liang pushed the person in his arms away, pulled him to sit down on a chair beside him, and asked nervously, "Does he know what we're doing together?"

Han Ran nodded and said in a deep voice, "That woman said it."

Liang Liang sat lost in thought, lost in thought.

Han Ran narrowed his eyes dangerously, stretched out his hands to pinch his face, raised his chin, forced him to meet his eyes, looked into his eyes, and asked seriously, "brother, tell me the truth , are you hiding something from me?"

"No, no." He faltered, blinked guiltily, lowered his eyes, his eyes flicked from left to right, but he couldn't fall on the person opposite him.

Han Ran stared at him for a long time, stood up, bent over and leaned towards him, put his hands on the handle of his chair, pressed down a little bit, getting closer and closer, and the two fiery breaths gradually intertwined.

His gaze is too oppressive, like a lion king invading someone else's territory.

Liang Liang lowered his head, clutching the handle of the chair, his palms were slightly wet and sweaty.

He closed his eyes tightly, bit his lower lip in bewilderment, the color of his lips turned pale, and unconsciously scratched the armrest with his fingertips.

Han Ran didn't get any closer, but the distance between the two was only a few feet away, and their lips could touch each other as soon as they raised their heads.

He suddenly reached out and pressed the place.

"Oh!" Liang Liang choked for breath, his eyes widened in shock.

"Let go..." His voice was soft.

Han Ranfu smiled lowly in his ear, and with the other hand, he opened the palm of his hand holding the chair. The palm was hot and humid, full of sweat.

"Brother, didn't I tell you? You have a little habit, as long as you tell a lie, your hands will be unnatural." He said clearly, looking at him with a smile that sees through everything.

With a slight force on his hand, Liang Liang was already panting slightly, and his voice was hoarse, "Don't touch that..."

Han Ran sighed, shook his head, and said helplessly, "Since you refuse to tell, I have no choice but to ask in another way. Who told you to be obedient only when you are in bed?"

Liang Liang seemed to have heard something unbelievable, and looked at him in disbelief, his eyes wide open.

Han Ran was amused by his appearance, and a low humming sound came out of his throat. He was gentle and soft, and could not hide his pampering. He approached his ear, lowered his voice, and asked in a provocative tone, "What do you do every day?" Once again, she is soft and obedient, with a blushing face and attractive eyes, and will listen to anything she says."

Liang Liang covered his mouth, stared at him in embarrassment, ground his teeth, and said angrily, "It's been a day and night, can you think of something else?"

"Yes," Han Ran raised his eyebrows, looked at him deeply for half a minute, narrowed his eyes slightly, and said word by word, "I want to cry you."

Liang Liang punched him angrily, Han Ran held his wrist, lowered his head and kissed his lips, and sucked gently between his lips and teeth, from shallow to deep, kissing people breathlessly gas.

"Well!"

Liang Liang was confused.

Han Ran passed his knee with one hand, making a gesture to hug him up.

"Not now," Liang Liang pressed his hand, looked at him with wet eyes, bit his lip, let out a soft groan in his throat, and said with unsteady breath, "let go, I will have more Go find Green."

"Yes," Han Ran rubbed his hair, leaned against his face, pecked lightly on his bright red lips like a bird, and said in a low voice, "then you can hide everything from me." tell me."

He shrank his neck back, avoiding the lingering kiss, and said helplessly, "What do you want to know?"

"What did my mother tell you?" Han Ran just guessed, but it was soon confirmed.

Liang Liang thought for a while, and told about Han's mother threatening him with the photo.

Han Ran was furious, and was about to go to the hospital to settle accounts with her immediately, but Liang Liang grabbed his wrist and asked anxiously, "What are you going to do?"

He was so angry that he gritted his teeth and said, "I want to ask her to clarify, and keep saying that I am her son, and that's what she did to me?"

"And then? Question her, scold her?" Liang Liang rubbed the center of his eyebrows helplessly, and sighed softly, "It's your mother after all, even if you don't recognize her, the blood relationship is inseparable in medicine, and it's not appropriate to do anything. "

"Then should I swallow my anger?" His voice trembled slightly, aggrieved and helpless, like a lost child.

Liang Liang comforted in a soft voice, "Didn't I help you vent your anger? She was all sent to the hospital by our anger, and some of them suffered, and they paid the price."

Han Ran didn't speak, pursed her thin lips, thoughtfully, Liang Liang shook his hand, and said softly, "Since you want to get rid of her completely, you should clean it up, whether it's love or hate , don't have anything to do with her anymore."

He thought about it for a while, deeply convinced, so he sat back.

"What did she capture?" he asked.

"On the day she asked you out to meet, we were in the car at night..." Liang Liang didn't finish his sentence, he hesitated to speak, and the content behind him couldn't be described.

Han Ran frowned, and said in a low voice, "But we didn't turn on the lights in the car."

He said in doubt, "Could she have lied to you on purpose?"

Liang Liang shook his head, "I've seen it myself, and I can recognize the two of us in the photo, and I have saved one."

"What are you saving this for?" Han Ran gave him a strange look, and reached for his cell phone.

His face was slightly red, and he whispered softly, "I think the photo is quite beautiful."

The password of his mobile phone is his birthday, and there is an encrypted picture folder in the photo album, and the password is also his birthday, so Han Ran opened it easily.

Hearing what he said, Han Ran felt sour in his heart. He glanced at the photo, sneered, and said dismissively, "It's not as good as my photo."

Liang Liang first snatched the phone back and deleted the photos. When he came back to his senses, he heard the meaning behind his words, squinted his eyes, and asked with a half-smile, "Not as good as your photos?"

"When did you secretly film me?"

Han Ran raised his eyebrows and said proudly, "I've taken too many pictures."

He approached Liang Liang's ear, lowered his voice, and coaxed him in a low voice, "You are so tired that you fell asleep, you look so pretty with my stuff on your face."

"Are you a pervert?!" Liang Liang's eyes widened in surprise, his face was full of shock, he stretched out his hand towards him, and said through gritted teeth, "Give it to me."

Han Ran looked at his palm and straightened his back at him, threatening him with his fists waving his teeth and claws.

"Hand it over." He aggressively pushed the man against the wall, like a cat with fur all over its body.

Han Ran just put his arms around his waist, turned against the guest, and the two changed their positions, biting his ear and said, "Want to see it? Call me husband, and I'll show it to you."

Liang Liang rolled his eyes and gave him an elbow. While he was covering his stomach and screaming, he quickly took out his mobile phone from his coat pocket.

Physical contact was unavoidable between movements. He heard the breathing in his ears become heavy, and pushed the person on him away with a look of disgust, and asked very puzzled, "Are you Teddy's? Hair all day long, Don't you feel kidney deficiency?"

Han Ran leaned over to hug him again, "If you promise to let me hold him all day long, I can die on you."

Liang Liang opened his mouth exaggeratedly, and shook his head sadly, "Is this a professional player? You should let your fans see your true face. You are a dog in essence."

Han Ran stared at him, his eyes dimmed.

He fiddled with Han Ran's cell phone, unaware of the danger.

Han Ran's mobile phone password is also his birthday, and he needs to log in to enter his album. He forcefully pulled his finger for fingerprint recognition, and when he clicked in, he saw pictures that surprised him, breaking through all his records. Cognition, his whole body is like a rock, frozen in place.

The photo is □□.

There are not only photos, but also videos. He opened it mechanically, and the sweet breath floated out, mixed with some intermittent, wheezing, and unsteady words. These were the unbearable words that Han Ran coaxed him to say on the bed. Said, the shy person blushed, and he was so frightened that he quickly turned off the video.

His face turned red for a while, and turned pale for a while, staring at Han Ran, and asked sharply, "Are you crazy? You take pictures of all these things, what if someone sees them?"

He was so angry and annoyed that he took the phone and was about to delete the photos and videos in it.

Han Ran snatched the phone, pressed his shoulder, and explained softly, "Don't worry, I've set up a program. Only my fingerprint can unlock this album. Once someone cracks it forcibly, the photos and videos inside will be unlocked." will be deleted automatically."

Liang Liang was still worried, Han Ran hugged him coquettishly, and said in a low voice, "Brother, just let me keep these photos, I really like you so much, please."

Liang Liang didn't say anything for a long time, and said speechlessly, "If you want it, it's not like I won't give it to you. As for what? Get these things."

Han Ran fought for herself, "But you are often away. When I am alone, I miss you very much."

He hugged Liang Liang again, and called Brother for a long time before Liang Liang snorted and said angrily, "The photo is fine, but the video is deleted."

Han Ran nodded, reluctantly deleted the video, but secretly backed it up to the cloud while no one was prepared.

Videos are much more exciting than photos.

Liang Liang was still complaining endlessly about him being abnormal, he was so angry that he even started to pinch him.

Han Ran smiled and didn't mind, she lowered her head and blocked his lips, picked him up and threw him on the bed, pushed him over, and untied the belt slowly.

Liang Liang pressed against his shoulder in a panic, and said stammeringly, "I told you all, how do you pay back?"

He said eloquently, "You should be punished for keeping such a big matter from me."

"I... um!" The soft complaint was caught between the entangled lips and teeth again.

"Just treat me as pain, brother." Han Ran's low whisper came from the room, and then it became calm, filled with tossing and turning voices.

He is used to playing both soft and hard ways, making Liang Liang stern.