After extreme sports almighty, he became the actor CP

Seven-year-old Shao Zhihan was standing in the center of the stage with his violin in his hands. His exquisite black tuxedo made him look like a noble little prince.

At that time, the young boy hadn't grown up yet, his eyebrows were not as deep as in the future, his hair was straightened and styled by the hair stylist, and his childish and serious face was set off as a little adult.

The lights went out amidst warm applause, leaving only one beam hitting him.He turned his head slightly to look at the strings. Out of his corner of the eye was the pitch-black audience. He was already looking forward to which direction his parents would appear from.

Last night, Shao Hong and Yan Yun rarely agreed to him, as long as they won the first place in the performance, they would go to the Magic Garden together.

Many students in the class have been there, saying that there are chocolate frogs that can jump, and pumpkin carriages that fly in the air.Shao Zhihan blinked to restrain his emotions, leaned his head on the chin rest, swung the bow and played the first note.

The first section of the "Homesickness Song" came out with a soft and nostalgic melody, and the eyes of the judges in the audience lit up. Such a precise and skillful technique is not something a seven-year-old child can achieve.

Shao Zhihan has been preparing for today's show for a long time, because he is a bit stupid, so his parents don't like to accompany him, so he has to work harder.

Since he can remember, it seems that his aunts, drivers and various tutors have been by his side, and he can't even have a meal with his parents a week.

Dad told him: "We are all busy at work, you have to be sensible."

His mother also told him: "You have to work hard. Only when you are good enough will others see you."

Shao Zhihan pressed down the strings with his fingertips dexterously. When he first started learning the violin, his fingertips would hurt, but he found that as long as he gritted his teeth and persisted, he got used to it. New cocoons will be regenerated from the broken ones, and the cocoons will really not hurt when they are stacked layer by layer.

Was it hard enough, he thought?He will win the first place in the show, so it should be considered excellent, then parents will be able to see him.

After changing the variation, the song becomes warm and bright, just like Shao Zhihan's current mood.He seemed to have seen himself walking between his father and mother, talking and laughing like other families he had seen before.

Shao Hong and Yan Yun never showed up at every parent-child activity day. Both parents and teachers often said that parents work very hard for a family, and children must be sensible.Shao Zhihan thought that his parents must have worked very hard, that's why he had a big house to live in, although he just wanted someone to ask him if anything happy happened at school today just like his deskmate.

But it doesn't matter, today the three of them will be able to go out happily together immediately, as long as it happens once or twice, he will be very satisfied, after all, his parents have worked very hard for this family.

The last chord fell, and the delicate and vivid performance made everyone present have endless aftertaste.The whole hall lights up, the applause is endless, and the audience is full of audience and family members who also brought their children to participate in the performance.

Shao Zhihan smiled expectantly and reservedly, his eyes swept across the stage, but for the first time he wished that his eyesight would not be so good.

There were no empty seats, except for the two people he most wanted to see.

The violin on his shoulders became extremely heavy, Shao Zhihan hid in the corner of the backstage and pulled out his mobile phone. They said they would come to see his performance, and they also said that if it was too late, they would drive him directly to the magic garden.

Shao Zhihan called Yan Yun, but no one answered, he called Shao Hong again, but Secretary Zhang answered: "Young master, Mr. Shao is in a meeting, can you tell me anything?"

Shao Zhihan was a little hesitant. He felt that he was interrupting the adults' work again, so he asked cautiously, "Did my dad say when he will pick me up?"

Secretary Zhang was stunned for a moment. How could Mr. Shao have the time to pick up the child? He didn’t see this item when he checked the itinerary today. He said softly, “Master Shao, Mr. Shao is too busy. He has already arranged for a driver to pick him up. How are you?"

Shao Zhihan's throat choked up, as uncomfortable as being stuffed into a mouthful of sand, he said yes.

The driver and aunt at home have accompanied him to participate in various activities. It seems that this time it is the driver who accompanied him to the Magic Garden.

Shao Zhihan comforted himself that it was okay, there would be another time.

Through the window of the back seat, he saw a boy who was about his own age dragging his mother to a handicraft store. The woman made a gesture to beat him and finally rubbed her hand on his head.

Shao Zhihan lowered his eyelashes and huddled in the seat and said sullenly, "I won't go to the magic garden."

"Ah?" The driver smiled. Today, as soon as he glanced at him, he saw that Shao Zhihan was not in a good mood, as if he was in a daze, and said, "Young master, you didn't say you were going to the Magic Garden just now? You are going now." Still not going?"

Shao Zhihan was stunned: "Don't you know about going to the magic garden?"

Driver: "I don't know, you never said that."

Shao Zhihan suddenly froze in the soft seat, the cold wind from the air conditioner cut his fantasies like a knife.

When Shao Hong and Yan Yun didn't come at the beginning, he was expecting too soon and they arrived at the end.

The two who didn't show up at the end, he expected to drive to pick him up after a while.

It was too late to pick him up, he had expected that they had arranged for a driver to take him to the magic garden.

He had thought about all the retreats, but he didn't expect that no one would remember to grant his wish.

His body began to tremble, and it was difficult to breathe as if he was being strangled. The words in his mind jumped out in a well-trained manner. It is really unreasonable for your parents to work so hard and let them accompany them to the paradise.

Shao Zhihan's knuckles turned white, but if he can't do what the adults have promised time and time again, is he sensible? !

This moment seemed to have been backlogged for a long time, and he felt a string in his heart was broken, and he could no longer deceive himself and others.

Every time, every time.

Everything he did was to let his parents see him, but no matter how hard he tried, it was not enough, not enough, not enough, never enough.

Then why is he still trying?

For the first time, he wanted to resist. He didn't want to be arranged exactly like a clock every day. The tutoring teacher arrived before the last one left.

He wanted to tear out his throat and shout that he didn't like these!I don't like modeling, I don't like piano, I don't like fencing!Don't like all these high-sounding things but he has no interest at all!Don't like being just a puppet with a trophy!

But at that time, he was still too young, and he had instinctive fear and attachment to his parents no matter what.He pinched his wrist heavily with his fingertips, leaving four bloodstains to remind himself not to think about it.

Yan Yun didn't come home until early in the morning. Seeing that Shao Zhihan hadn't slept yet, she said unexpectedly, "You don't sleep and you don't study. Why are you sitting here?"

Shao Zhihan took out the trophy he won at the Qiongshi Children's Violin Show today from his schoolbag and handed it to Yan Yun: "I want to give this to you."

Yan Yun didn't see the injury on his wrist, and said with a smile on his weary brows and eyes after receiving the trophy, "Good boy, keep working hard."

Her soft palm caressed the trophy, Shao Zhihan couldn't remember how long his mother hadn't rubbed his head.

Some people say that when a baby is born, even its own mother thinks it is ugly, but as long as it has been held and fed once, no mother will not love her child.

But Shao Zhihan was taken away by the nanny when he was born, and he did nothing but bring Yan Yun the pain of pregnancy and childbirth in October.No wonder Yan Yun doesn't love him, those data and algorithms that Yan Yun has poured his heart and soul into are her children.

Shao Zhihan finally asked what he had been pressing in his heart all this time, and he asked in a childlike voice, "Am I redundant?"

Yan Yun waited for a second to confirm that she heard correctly, she was surprised and said: "There are many useless people in this world, but how can my son be so good that he is superfluous?"

Shao Zhihan's voice was a little choked, and he said, "I think..."

"Okay," the exhausted Yan Yun rubbed his temples and put out his usual perfunctory rhetoric, "You are still young, don't think about it, when you grow up, as long as you are good enough, why don't you think about it? Now be obedient ,go to bed now."

Shao Zhihan bit his lip, and clenched his two small fists tightly. This was the first time he spoke loudly to Yan Yun, as if he had shouted a thousand times in his heart: "The teacher said that without parents, I would not love myself." My child, but I am, no one loves me!"

Yan Yun frowned. Why did the child become less sensible as she got older? She said angrily and in disbelief: "Do you know how much time I spent doing prenatal education when I was pregnant with you? How much time have I spared to communicate with the teacher? How can you say such a thing?"

Shao Zhihan opened his mouth and couldn't say anything, he didn't know whether he was sad or angry, he only knew that he was going to be crushed to death, so he ran out without a word.

It was difficult to get a taxi late at night in the villa area, Shao Zhihan wasted his emotions by running around, and he felt that his communication with Yan Yun was like roaring into the air.

The driver who was always behind him asked, "Young master, let's go back."

Shao Zhihan didn't want to go back, at least today he didn't want to see the mother he had been waiting for all day.He reported an address to the driver, which was Shao Hong's vacant apartment in the city center, where he would sometimes take a lunch break when he was in class nearby.

For a long time afterwards, Shao Zhihan wondered if it would be all right if he didn't go there that day, but later he realized that it was all futile, and it was just a matter of time.

The fingerprint verification was successful, and he opened the mahogany door as usual.

The lights in the room were on.

"Mr. Shao, why did you get off work today?"

The soft female voice made Shao Zhihan shudder, and he walked in uncontrollably.

On the huge sofa in the living room, sat his father who had been waiting all day.

The woman on the left is untying his tie, and the man on the right is feeding him fruit.

Shao Zhihan couldn't comprehend the picture in front of him for a while, all his thinking was frozen at that moment like a cell killed instantly by a laser.

The two men and women stood up in panic. Shao Hong was stunned for a second and then tore off his tie. He waved his hand to let them leave.After the door closed, he patted the sofa beside him: "Zhihan, sit down."

Shao Zhihan stood there without moving, he looked directly at Shao Hong, he had thousands of reproaches but didn't know which one to say.All of this is beyond comprehension at his age.

Shao Hong laughed and said frankly: "I originally wanted to stop teaching you these things for two years, but I can tell you now, so that you won't be misled by some messy thoughts."

"The belt is crooked..." Shao Zhihan was stunned, "Don't other people's fathers only stay with their mothers?"

Shao Hong didn't take it seriously: "Will others tell you what they do behind their backs?"

Shao Zhihan: "What about mom, does she know you're like this? Have you considered her?"

Shao Hong seemed to be looking at a rare treasure: "Silly son, your mother is looking for as many people as I do."

The author has something to say:

I forgot where I read this sentence, some people use their childhood to heal their whole life, but some people use their whole life to heal their childhood.

Work hard to rise slowly~