Mr. Fu's Bai Yueguang is not good

Fu Zechuan reached out his hand to say goodbye to him and went out, but Ji Fanfan avoided his hand. Fu Zechuan's hand raised in mid-air gradually clenched, and he withdrew his hand, obviously unhappy and said softly: "I'll go to see you." Company, don't run around."

After saying that, he stood up and went out on his own, and before leaving, he slammed the door down in frustration.

The heavy noise made Ji Fanfan's body tremble, and tears couldn't help but flow out of his eyes. He sat silently and cried, his hands on his lap curled up in pain.

Should he live like this?Humbly relying on others to live...

Ji Fanfan suddenly didn't know why he worked so hard to survive before?Could it be to become someone else's accessory today...

The three words "accessory" are like invisible shackles, binding him heavily, sinking him into the deep sea of ​​depression, preventing him from having the power to control his own destiny.

The cell phone rang suddenly at this moment, and every sound seemed to urge him to answer the phone quickly, urging him to get out of his grief.

Ji Fanfan cried and wiped away his tears with the back of his hand, taking out his cell phone from his pocket.

The contact name displayed on the phone only has one word "Dad".

His dad is finally willing to contact him!

Ji Fanfan hurriedly raised his head in a panic, trying not to shed tears, trying to suppress his fluctuating emotions, he couldn't answer the phone in this state.

But he was still so wronged that he couldn't restrain himself, and the tears were as unbearable as a burst embankment.

He was afraid that Father Ji would be angry if he didn't answer the phone for too long, so he grabbed the phone and stumbled to the bathroom.

Ji Fanfan pressed his entire face into the water, propped his hands on the edge of the sink, and let the cold water flow across every pore of his skin, and the coolness soaked into his heart, freezing the sad emotions in his heart.

Excessive hypoxia made him raise his head subconsciously from the water, gasping for air, and finally he took a deep breath and pressed the connect button before the call was automatically hung up.

"dad……"

Father Ji's tone was very flat, he didn't seem to be talking to his own son, but he was very polite like a stranger, "Why did it take so long to answer the phone?"

Ji Fanfan faltered, "I..."

"Forget it. I'll wait for you at the teahouse on Huaqing Road. Come here."

"……now?"

Father Ji's tone was not very good, "Is it inconvenient now?"

Ji Fanfan didn't dare to neglect, "...Okay."

Hearing his answer, Ji's father quickly hung up the phone, leaving Ji Fanfan looking at the hung up call still a little bit in disbelief that it was real.

During these days, he called Father Ji every day, and also sent messages to ask about his physical condition, but without exception, there was no reply.

I didn't expect that today...

Ji Fanfan hid the complicated emotions in his heart, then turned around and walked out, but staggered a few steps because his legs were numb from standing for too long.

But he didn't dare to waste a minute or a second, he was worried that Father Ji would change his mind because of the few seconds he wasted.

He anxiously beat his legs several times with his hands, but the numbness caused by the stagnant blood flow continued more intensely under such blows.

Ji Fanfan supported the wall and walked step by step with difficulty. After several steps in a row, the numbness in his legs finally gradually weakened until it disappeared.

He walked out the door quickly, stopped a taxi, and hurriedly reported the place name, then waited expectantly and anxiously with his mobile phone in his hands.

His mind was in a mess, and he extremely hoped that Father Ji's willingness to see him this time was to forgive him and respect his choice, and he was looking forward to getting the blessing of his only relative.

But when he thought of Father Ji's indifferent tone just now, he felt uncertain.

His hands wringed uneasily, like a criminal awaiting the judge's sentence, fearfully waiting for the final sound of the gavel.

The appointed teahouse is where Father Ji often drinks morning tea, and Ji Fanfan is very familiar with it, even the place where Father Ji often sits, he also knows very well.

So when he got out of the car, Ji Fanfan hurried to the direction he had in mind.

He walked so fast that he had no time or energy to pay attention to other people and other things in this teahouse.

He had a heart that was up and down all the way, as if he was walking on a thin steel wire, every step was so trembling and frightening.

He walked to the corner at the end of the teahouse corridor, but his footsteps suddenly stopped, his palms were covered with dense cold sweat, and his lips were a little pale.

He closed his eyes, exhaled deeply, and then took heavy steps.

But in the next second, the bright eyes suddenly dimmed.

I saw that the familiar seat was empty, as if it was a desolate and lonely seat abandoned by others...

Dad... isn't here...

Is he late?Or he changed his mind and didn't want to see him anymore, he didn't want to see this son who made him feel ashamed... He still refused to forgive him...

"What are you doing standing here?"

The sudden familiar voice behind him made Ji Fanfan froze, and bits and pieces of light gradually rose in his dark eyes.

Father Ji walked past him, walked straight to the seat in front of him and sat down, and then looked up at Ji Fanfan who was stunned.

Ji Fanfan stared at Father Ji with gray temples, his nose was sore, and his eye circles were red. He held back his tears, not daring to make many footsteps, and walked silently to stand opposite Father Ji.

Seeing from a close distance, Ji's father's growing white hairs are like a whip on Ji Fanfan's heart, making him feel even more guilty. After all, he is causing him trouble...

His throat was astringent, and he whispered, "Dad..."

Ji's father's complexion was not very good, "You still know that I am your father."

Ji Fanfan lowered his head, clutching the hem of his clothes tightly with both hands, waiting for his words of reproach. He respects Father Ji very much. He always remembers that Father Ji helped repay the money borrowed when his mother was sick and hospitalized, and that Father Ji After taking him back to Ji's house, he even provided him with university education, for which he was very grateful.

Seeing his guilt-ridden appearance, Ji's father slightly eased the anger in his heart, but his voice was still so flat, and he didn't care what Ji Fanfan had experienced during this period, and only said one sentence that fit the current situation, "Sit down."

Ji Fanfan sat down obediently, very polite and reserved.

The relationship between the father and son was shallow in the first place, and it was maintained by a simple blood relationship. Now that Ji Fanfan has gone away, this shallow relationship is even more precarious.

Ji's father looked at Ji Fanfan dissatisfied. From the moment Ji Fanfan was taken back to Ji's house, his attitude towards his father has always been obedient. He has always been obedient, but now why has he become like this? look?

What's even more tragic is that as his biological father, he has no idea when his well-behaved son started rebelling.

Father Ji said sadly: "You have always made me worry. Whether you are going to college or facing family affairs, you have always been very sensible, but now you make me worry more than Xiaoyu..."

Ji Fanfan tried his best to straighten his back and stiffen. No matter what happened these years, he never told Father Ji. He was afraid of causing trouble to Father Ji, and Father Ji always thought that it would be fine as long as he gave Ji Fanfan his living expenses. The others never ask.

Father Ji sighed heavily, and said generously, "Go home."

Ji Fanfan raised his head and asked in a low voice with moist eyes: "Are you willing to accept my choice?"

Father Ji frowned. In his opinion, it was very rare for him to give him a step down. Ji Fanfan shouldn't be so ignorant and make other demands.

Ji Fanfan understood everything when he saw Father Ji's face, his hands hanging on his thighs kept tightening, and he choked up, "Dad...I really, like him."

Father Ji obviously didn't want to hear him talk about these things, let alone talk about these shameful things with him, "Shut up, how long are you going to be wrong! Do you think I can't control you now that I have one foot in the coffin!" After yelling this sentence, he covered his mouth and coughed heavily.

Ji Fanfan panicked and wanted to help him with his back, but Ji's father ruthlessly waved his hand away, he didn't need his help.

Father Ji's face was flushed from coughing, but he finally recovered, his complexion weakened, and his tone softened a lot, "Fanfan, Dad doesn't have much time to live, are you still going to be so angry at me now? "

Ji Fanfan shook his head again and again, his eyes were flushed, trying to hold back the tears that were about to burst into his eyes, "No, don't say that, you will be fine..."

Father Ji looked at him angrily, and finally closed his eyes and tilted his head. He suddenly regretted that he couldn't bring this son with him since he was a child, so that under his teaching, he would not go astray.

"Fanfan, Dad has lived for most of his life. He has seen and experienced many more things than you. That Fu man is definitely not easy to get along with. If you follow him, if you are bullied by him in the future, no one will even be able Help you, if you don’t believe it, just take a look at your aunt’s family, the foundation they have worked so hard for half their life will be ruined.”

Father Ji persuaded him with a serious face, "Fanfan, that Fu is so cruel, you can't beat him!"

Ji Fanfan lowered his head, defending in a low voice, trying to explain to Father Ji, "Dad, he is very good to me, he will not harm me, and he is really a good person, if you know him..."

Father Ji interrupted him indifferently, "Okay? What's good about him?" Father Ji angrily tapped the table heavily with his hands, accusing him, "For a person like him, for his status, just wait and see, just wait and see." Will he take you to meet his family members! Don't be stupid!"

Ji Fanfan's clenched fingertips turned white, and his palm was pressed by the nails to create deep scars. He couldn't argue, because Fu Zechuan really didn't take him to meet his family members, and he didn't even know if he told him about them. family……

But he believed him, he believed that they were sincere to each other, as for the others, he felt that it was only a matter of time.

Father Ji knew that he hadn't repented when he looked down and didn't speak. He said sadly: "You insist on going your own way, and you want to go one way to the dark. I can't stop you, I can't bring you back from the wrong way, yes I am a remiss father."

He gave up on himself dejectedly and said: "Forget it, after I leave, I won't be able to control you, but let me tell you, you will definitely regret it!"

Ji Fanfan listened to his self-blaming words, his heart was so sore that he wanted to cry, but he struggled not to shed tears, and humbly begged, "Dad... can you, trust me once..."

Father Ji let out a disapproving hum from his nasal cavity indifferently, and said no more.

The father and son fell silent for a while, the atmosphere was as heavy as the air pressure in the deep sea, and they were willing to completely crush and tear people apart.

Not far away, a fierce and resentful gaze was staring at them. ?