After all, it's someone else's feelings, Sun Ying went so far, she saw all Ye Caize's regrets back then, but she didn't know what Jiang Wei went through, although they had a son, sometimes love has no medicine for regret of.

He couldn't remember how Jiang Wei got out of that coffee shop.

Sun Ying's words rang in his ears again, why did he find him, did he regret it?

No wonder the expression when we met, as if he had done something sorry for him before he came back after going abroad for so long.

But the fact is that he is the one who chases people, he is the one who breaks up, and he is the one who really belongs to someone else.

So does regret work?

Speaking of which, all this is just because he is soft-hearted and easy to deceive.

Before meeting Ye Caize, Jiang Wei never thought of himself as a soft-hearted person.

But after these unforgettable seven years, now he can't do it anymore.

He sat quietly in the car in the parking lot for more than ten minutes before restarting the car. After half a day, he already missed his son.

So when he got home, he opened the website and found the first episode of the summer camp.

From his son's behavior after returning home last time, it is obvious that he enjoys the show and even talks to Jiang Wei about the new friends he has made.

When I was abroad, due to various reasons, Kick didn't have many friends.

In the first few years, Jiang Wei went to school, worked part-time and took care of his children. From a young master who had no worries about food and clothing, he became a novice dad who had to face the problem of food, rice, oil and salt every day. He didn't realize his negligence towards the child until he was more than three years old and still unable to speak.

Later, I went to the hospital. The initial diagnosis given by the doctor was that the developmental delay was considered to be caused by environmental factors, but the language dysfunction caused by autism could not be ruled out.

Jiang Wei, who was catching up with graduation, chose Yanbi to treat the child. After a year of hard work, he finally opened his mouth. Not only did he behave no differently from ordinary children, he was even more obedient and sensible than ordinary children, but in terms of interpersonal communication Still not very optimistic, he never took the initiative to make friends, because he was too sensible and obedient, he would not even take the initiative to ask for gifts and toys, let alone express his preferences and emotions.

This is simply a copy of Jiang Wei.

Jiang Wei didn't think there was anything wrong with this kind of personality. Some people are naturally lively and others are naturally silent, but this kind of personality still makes him worry about children, especially when the re-examination results are not optimistic, he will do it. decision to return home.

It now appears that he made the right decision.

He watched Tick and a few children in the show go from being strangers to getting closer, taking care of the young children like a little brother, sleeping with them, and sharing toys together, which made him very relieved.

It's just that it's better without someone.

Although he justly defended Kick after being robbed by a child of his toy, he actually taught the child to hit him back if he couldn't grab it. Is there anyone who teaches children like this?

What made Jiang Wei even more unacceptable was that Tick actually liked him quite a bit. Although he didn't show it too clearly, Tick's step-by-step pace already explained everything.

He usually follows Jiang Wei like a little tail at home.

The more you look at it, the more unpleasant Jiang Wei can't stand it. He clicked the mouse to close it, but he pressed the barrage switch, and the barrage instantly covered the entire screen. Jiang Wei saw a few in the barrage layer by layer. most frequent word.

— Father and son, right?

——Ye Caize When did you have your child!

——Who is the mother of the child Who is the mother of the child Who is the mother of the child

Jiang Wei pressed his eyebrows and watched for 2 minutes before he realized that they were talking about Tick and Ye Caize's looks.

The two faces, one big and one small, who are talking together on the screen are really uncanny, even the eyebrows raised slightly when surprised are so similar, no wonder the audience will say that they are father and son.

——Too obedient, my Kibao, who also helps to throw out the trash, Bao’s mother must be very gentle and virtuous, she is the heroine xxx of Yegou’s last drama, right?

——Look at this upright Yamane, I think it’s the martial arts niche in the upper part xxx

——No, Kicking Bao's thigh bone ratio is obviously better than that of ordinary children. Ma Ma should be very tall. I remember Lao Ye has an Omega supermodel whom he has known for a long time?

......

The various speculations in the barrage made Jiang Wei speechless for a while, he knew how the celebrities' scandals came about.

However, it can be seen from the barrage that Ye Caize has not disclosed any relationship to the public, otherwise he wouldn't be guessing.

He stared at the screen for a while, but he didn't find the familiar name on it. Could it be that the other party is no longer in the entertainment industry?

But that doesn't matter anymore.

Now that he has finished his work and sent his son away, he is ready to take a good rest for a few days.

Jiang Wei is used to waking up early. He usually does a few morning exercises in the park downstairs with his uncles and aunts, eats some breakfast, and takes care of the aftermath of work before finding other things to do.

He didn't have many friends in the first place, and after returning to China, he had no one to contact except Sun Ying, but he was used to being alone, and even enjoyed being alone.

He sometimes reads a book for a while, and often spends a whole day reading it. Sometimes he goes out to buy some food, comes back to study some new dishes for his son, and also makes some preparations for the next work, such as writing some samples Looking for some materials, what he often does recently is painting.

After breakfast, the sun was just right, so Jiang Wei took the drawing board, mixed the paint, and sat in front of the balcony to start creating.

He learned painting together with his son, and it was also suggested by the doctor as a way to enhance the relationship between father and son. In the past, Jiang Wei always felt that he and his son had no common language. After painting together, the mood of kicking improved a lot, and Jiang Wei also began to understand kicking. Kicking the children's world, he found a lot of fun in his son's imaginative paintings, which lasted for many years.

One morning passed, a sunflower appeared on the canvas, warm and bright under the fiery red sunset, Jiang Wei admired it for a moment, added a few drifting clouds, and then finished the pen with satisfaction, took out his mobile phone to take a picture, and found his son The WeChat sent in the past.

Last time, I called myself several times on the first day of the recording, and now half a week has passed, and I haven't called a single call. Jiang Wei feels like an old father who has been abandoned and left behind.

After waiting for a while, there was no news, thinking that children should not be allowed to play with their mobile phones during the recording during the day, so Jiang Wei packed up and prepared for the interview in the afternoon.

He got a job.

Although he is not good at communication, he has more or less accumulated some contacts in foreign countries over the years, and he can accept some ordinary composing and lyric writing orders, but after returning to China, his expenses have increased. Pinning his hopes on the domestic market, Sun Ying helped him a lot in his work.

From a small assistant to an artist director, Sun Ying's connections can be imagined.

It's just that he is not as famous as before, and the list is not small, but the fee is average, but even if the former "Jiang Mo" comes back, almost no one knows now.

So he was still not stable enough to receive some composition lists here and there, so he submitted a few resumes online, and finally one of them replied to the email and asked him to have an interview this afternoon.

He took a shower and changed into a shirt and suit, and when he looked at his phone again, it showed a new WeChat message.

Jiang Wei took the phone and clicked on it, a big painted face popped up on the screen, he didn't know what he was playing with, his face was covered with flour and colored cream, and even the panda head that Jiang Wei had washed clean for him White T-shirts were not spared.

The tip of his eyebrows twitched, and just as he was about to start a video call, he saw the sender's profile picture, not a cute panda head with a kick, but a guitar pick.

This is Ye Caize's account.

A new voice message popped up on the chat interface, Jiang Weixuan hesitated for a few seconds with his fingertips, and clicked to play.

The childish voice of kicking came out loudly: "Daddy wild dog brother taught me to make a cream cake, daddy, can you make it for me for my birthday too?"

The corner of Jiang Wei's mouth ticked unconsciously, and then he heard another helpless voice with a smile: "Brother Ye, it's better than calling you uncle."

The kicking voice paused: "But Dad said the age..."

The voice stopped abruptly here, followed by a new post, Ye Caize's voice appeared again, and said in a joking tone: "Mr. Jiang, what do you think Kiki should call me?"

Hearing this, Jiang Wei's smile froze at the corner of his mouth, he pursed his lips and turned off the phone, not intending to reply.

After driving to the location of the interview company, he was not the only one interviewing, but the interview process was very fast. HR only asked a few simple questions and asked Jiang Wei to go home and wait for the result.

Jiang Wei got into the car and went home without much delay, but just as he reached the stairs on the fourth floor, he heard his son's voice.

"Where did Dad go? The cake is going to melt."

Jiang Wei stepped up the stairs and turned a step. A tall and tall man was leaning against the door of his house and making a phone call. Kikki, who was holding a cake, put his head on the anti-theft door. He was still muttering something. Then the phone in Wei's pocket rang, and the man raised his eyes, saw Jiang Wei and got up and said, "I'm back."

Kicking back, with joy in his eyes: "Father."

The eyes of one big and one small fell on Jiang Wei, and the simple and familiar "I'm back" made him a little dazed, as if nothing happened, they never separated, the other party just forgot to bring the key, and waited for him to come back with his son .

Unexpectedly, Jiang Wei regained his sobriety.

"Father," Kick ran down the steps, holding up the cake in his hand, and said, "Here's the cake, I made it myself."

The small eyes in front of him were full of showing off and dependence, and a warm current flowed through Jiang Wei's heart. He took the cake box and bent down to pick up his son and said, "Thank you for kicking."

"Dad, what did you do?"

"There is something that has already been done." Jiang Wei answered.

He went upstairs to open the door, and carried his son into the house. The man standing at the door stepped forward and said politely, "Can I come in?"

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