daddy is shit

Two years later, Japan.

"Where did you go, little Yanzi? I've been looking for you for a long time!" Yu Xiaoxiao ran over panting, and grabbed Yan Le's arm.

Yan Le turned around. He was wearing a dark blue bathrobe and clogs. He was standing under a cherry blossom tree. His ponytail was combed and hung down on the back of his head. His slightly curly bangs hung meekly on both sides of his cheeks. His face was thin and his eyes were gentle. .

"The flowers are blooming, come and have a look."

"What's so good about this flower? I recently learned of a place with a particularly beautiful scenery. I'll take you to see it tomorrow!"

Yan Le bent his lips and smiled, "Aren't you going with Song Yan?"

"He runs around China and Japan every day. He is so busy that he can't see him. Where do you need me to accompany him?" Yu Xiaoxiao curled her lips, "By the way, the doctor Yamada who made an appointment is here and is waiting for you in the yard."

Yan Li patted the petals on his clothes, walked past Yu Xiaoxiao with his hands behind his back, "Let's go, I haven't had tea with Mr. Yamada for a long time."

Mr. Yamada is a man in his 50s and [-]s, with a square face, round glasses, and a cropped cut. He is wearing a well-crafted silver-gray suit with a black pen in his breast pocket. When he saw the two approaching, he immediately stood up, respectful Bow down and extend your right hand.

"Long time no see, Mr. Yan."

Yan Le held that hand politely, and said with a smile, "Long time no see."

After exchanging polite greetings, the three sat down to discuss business.

"How's Mr. Yan's sleep recently?"

"Very good, until dawn."

"What about food?"

Yu Xiaoxiao answered this question first, "Mr. Yamada, let me tell you, this kid eats twice as much as I do in one meal! Quickly prescribe him a medicine to reduce his appetite!"

Mr. Yamada smiled, and he wrote it down in the notebook with a pen, and continued: "Then your memories of the past, I'm talking about things before you came to Japan, how much do you remember?"

Yan Le frowned slightly, and his head throbbed again. He shook his head, "I can't think of anything, it's very confusing, and I don't know where to start."

"Then don't force yourself." Mr. Yamada closed the pen cap and clipped the pen to his pocket again, "It's like this, Mr. Yan, I think your condition is almost recovered. As long as you continue to maintain it, I will review it in half a year. Just one click."

"But what about his memory?" Yu Xiaoxiao worried.

"It's Mr. Yan's fault to remember this kind of thing. If he rejects this memory subconsciously, then nothing can be done."

"It's okay if you can't remember it." Yu Xiaoxiao grabbed Mr. Yamada's hand, "Thank you! Stay here for dinner tonight!"

"Cough cough" A cough sounded pretending to be mature, and the three of them looked towards the door, where a little girl with two ponytails stood there with her arms folded, staring at Yu Xiaoxiao intently.

"Little Mom, I want to tell Dad that you have skin-to-skin relationship with other men!"

Yu Xiaoxiao seemed to be burned, immediately withdrew her hand, got up cursing, and walked towards Song Yaya, "Okay, I will beat you up before your father comes back!"

Song Yaya cleverly slipped away from Yu Xiaoxiao's hands, rushed towards Yan Le, and threw herself into his arms.

"Brother Yan, save me!"

Yan Li fell to the ground, hugged Song Yaya dumbfounded, and said to the vicious Yu Xiaoxiao: "Don't be rough on children~"

Yu Xiaoxiao rubbed her hands, "You don't know, children can't be spoiled, otherwise they will crawl on your head and can't get up and down in the future! Get out of the way, let me teach her a lesson!"

Song Yaya hugged Yan Li tightly, secretly revealed a pair of big eyes, winked mischievously at Yu Xiaoxiao twice, and said: "I will marry Brother Yan in the future, he should spoil me!"

Mr. Yamada was watching the play with a smile on his face, took a sip from his teacup, "It's nice to be young~"

In front of him, the three of them scuffled, clogs, leather ropes, and hairpins fell onto the table in front of them one by one, it was very lively.

"Mr. Yamada, come over for a cup of tea when you're free~" Yu Xiaoxiao sent Yamada to the door.

Yamada smiled and waved his hands, "The clinic is busy recently, I will come when I have time."

The two waved goodbye, Yu Xiaoxiao looked at the back of Yamada, and did not look back until he disappeared around the corner, and sighed, after two years, Yan Li finally got better, he didn't want to see such a distressed Yan Li again, he My heart can't bear it.

Yan Le woke up again from a nightmare at night, he stared at the ceiling with wide eyes in a daze, the window was not closed tightly, the moonlight poured in, and a few pink cherry blossom petals were blown up by the wind, swaying and falling on the floor of the room, Yan Le draped Put on your coat, go to the window, lift up the wooden board, and the scene in the yard is completely exposed.

Looking at the scenery outside, Yan Le's mood gradually calmed down. At this time, there were creaking footsteps outside the door, and Yan Le hurriedly ran to the bed, covered the quilt, and closed his eyes.

Yu Xiaoxiao pushed open the door lightly, Yan Le lay on the bed and slept peacefully, the quilt was well covered, he was relieved and turned his head to see the open window, complaining softly, "This kid doesn't close the window, how much did he say?" all over!"

Yu Xiaoxiao walked to the window, a gust of wind blew, rolled up the petals on the ground, and the air was filled with a faint fragrance, Yu Xiaoxiao stood at the window for a few seconds, the scenery here is really good, this kid is cheap, he Muttering, while closing the window, he stepped lightly and left the room.

Yan Li didn't open his eyes until he couldn't hear Yu Xiaoxiao's footsteps. He had been like this for the past two years. At night, he was always awakened by the nightmare of the past, and then had a sleepless night. Song Yan went to find a large group of famous doctors to treat him one by one.

So Yan Li lied, saying that he had forgotten that memory and couldn't remember it anyway. In fact, Yan Li also hoped that this was not a lie, but life is not a movie. If you want to escape, you can forget it completely. Let you be tortured, let you have nowhere to escape, crawl out of hell like a demon in countless nights, and torture you repeatedly.

When Yan Yu rushed to the bar, Ying Tian was lying on the table drunk, he paid for the drink and dragged him out of the bar and threw him into the car. Ying Tian was lying on the back seat with his long legs bent, feeling very uncomfortable. Yan Yu wanted to help him up in the past, but suddenly he was grabbed by the arm, and his heart tightened.

"Yan Le, is that you?" Ying Tian squinted his eyes, his eyes were erratic, and he tightly grasped Yan Yu's arm.

Yan Yu froze for a moment, patted Ying Tian's hand comfortingly, and said with a smile: "Ying Tian, ​​you misread, I am Yan Yu."

"Yeah, Yan Li, how could he come?"

Ying Tian smiled wryly, leaned back on the chair, covered his eyes with the back of his hand, and said lightly, "Go back."

Yan Yu pursed his lips and remained silent. After looking at Ying Tian for a few seconds, he closed the door, walked to the driver's seat, and started the car.

"How's Yan Li doing here? Doesn't it look good?" Yu Xiaoxiao said excitedly, her eyes were shining brightly, and she looked like she was asking for praise.

Yan Li coughed, turned around shamelessly, and said without any ups and downs: "Yes."

"Huh?! You just hum? Isn't it good-looking?" Yu Xiaoxiao said angrily with wide-eyed eyes.

Yan Le pushed away Yu Xiaoxiao's big face, and said expressionlessly, "Don't block my sight."

Yu Xiaoxiao exploded like a ignited firework, swearing and cursing after Yan Le, digging out all the old debts over the years one by one.

However, Yan Li has long been used to it. In his opinion, Yu Xiaoxiao's words just go in his right ear and out of his left ear, without any influence.

This is a forest with cherry blossoms in full bloom. Many people come and go for outings. They spread tablecloths under the tree to eat and make a lot of noise. Yan Li walked to a quiet place and raised his head. When it came down, Yan Li stretched out his hand to pick it off.

"click"

Yan Le turned around, and there was a man standing not far away holding a camera, this familiar scene made him frown, the man put down the camera, showing the same familiar face.

"I think it looks like you from a distance, what a coincidence." Tang Ling walked over to say hello with a smile.

Yan Li took a step back calmly, raised the corners of his mouth politely, and said, "Excuse me, who are you? I don't seem to know you."

Tang Ling was very surprised, "You don't know me anymore? I'm Tang Ling, the photographer of DI Fashion Magazine. I took a picture of you two years ago. It's so short that you can't forget me?"

Yu Xiaoxiao came from not far away, staring at Tang Ling vigilantly, "Who are you?"

Yan Le stood behind Yu Xiaoxiao and said, "He said he knew me, but I don't remember."

Yu Xiaoxiao looked Tang Ling up and down, and said, "You know Yan Li? When?"

"Two years ago, at an art exhibition in City A, China, I still had a photo I took that year in my camera. It was taken at that time. If you don't believe me, take a look."

Tang Ling took off the camera and switched to the photo of Yan Le's side face. This was one of the few photos he liked, so he kept it in the camera, but he didn't expect to use it today.

Of course Yan Li knew which photo Tang Ling was talking about, so Yu Xiaoxiao leaned over to take a look, and said, "It seems that you really know Yan Li, but something happened to him, and I don't remember the past clearly. Yes, I'm so sorry."

Tang Ling looked at Yan Le in surprise, Yan Le smiled at him and nodded.

"I didn't expect so many things to happen, but it's fate that we met again." Tang Ling took out a business card from his pocket and handed it over, "Then let me repeat what I said back then, Yan Li, do you want to think about it?" Cooperate with me?"

"What do you mean?" Yan Li pretended to be puzzled and asked. In fact, he knew what Tang Ling was talking about. He hadn't been tempted at the beginning, but he didn't agree to it for various reasons. Now that he suddenly remembered, it wasn't that he had no idea.

"It's like this. I have a friend who is a returnee director. Now he is planning a movie and intends to use it as his masterpiece when he returns to China. I have read the script and think that the protagonist is very similar to your image. If you are willing to cooperate with me, I think Let you play the leading role. I don't know what Mr. Yan wants?" Tang Ling stared into Yan Le's eyes.

Yan Le pondered for a few seconds, then said: "Let me think about it."

"Mr. Yan, I remember you didn't like me calling you that before." Tang Ling paused and became serious, "This opportunity is really rare, if you miss it, you won't have it."