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Holding the phone, Kang Zhuo opened and closed his mouth several times, not knowing what to say, and finally he could only say, "I'm sorry uncle, I didn't go to the graduation ceremony..."

The other end of the phone asked, "Are you feeling unwell?"

"...No." Kang Zhuo said.

"Don't want to go?"

Kang Zhuo didn't answer immediately, and the phone was hung up two seconds later.

Looking at the darkened phone screen, Kang Zhuo was in a daze for a while, and a sour emotion gradually piled up in his chest.

Quan Huachen knew that he didn't go to the graduation ceremony, so he deliberately set his words, insisting on seeing him make a fool of himself.But what does it matter to Quan Huachen if he goes to the graduation ceremony?Inexplicably called, and inexplicably hung up.

Originally, Kang Zhuo was going to the graduation ceremony.

Just yesterday during the day, Kang Zhuo was still looking forward to the ceremony the next day. Chu Weilin had already helped him get the bachelor uniform, and Kang Zhuo was ready to go to the school. Then he saw the counselor posted a message in the class group This document is a schematic diagram of the seats for the parents of students majoring in biological sciences in the auditorium tomorrow.

There were more than 100 students, and only [-] seats were assigned to the parents. It didn't take long for the group to explode. Everyone complained that there were too few seats.

It wasn't until this time that Kang Zhuo realized that so many parents of his classmates were going to attend the graduation ceremony.

When Kang Shicheng said that he was very busy, Kang Zhuo comforted himself that it was okay, he still had Yin Dongfan.

When Yin Dongfan said that he wanted to go to the island with his friends, Kang Zhuo comforted himself that it was okay, it was just a ceremony, the graduation ceremony was his own business, and he could do it alone.

But later he discovered that the university graduation ceremony is so important, because it seems that at least one parent of all participants will appear at the ceremony.

Last night Kang Zhuo even called Quan Xiao, excused that he wanted to eat her cooking, and asked if she was free tomorrow, but the answer he got was that she was also going on a business trip.

Kang Zhuo thought about it carefully. The graduation ceremony was actually just receiving a certificate after ear picking, and what he received on the spot was just an empty shell of a certificate. It was just for taking pictures and the whole process would not take more than ten seconds.Besides, there are still many students who can't be there because they have already started their jobs, so the graduation ceremony is not that important.

It is very unwise to wait in line all morning just for this short ten seconds.

The graduation ceremony only represents the end of a short journey in life. If there is no second person who cares, Kang Zhuo only needs to have four years of university memory to commemorate the past. What does it matter if there is an ending ceremony?

And even if he doesn't go this time, Kang Zhuo will have a graduation ceremony for master's students three years later; if he has a PhD, there will be a third graduation ceremony.

Kang Zhuo decided not to go. He first asked the counselor for leave, then found an excuse to deal with Chu Weilin, and then lay quietly at home alone, spending a day that was no different from the past.

Kang Zhuo didn't feel sad at first, he had already convinced himself and firmly believed that what he did was right.

Until Quan Huachen made this call.

Kang Zhuo sat silently by the bed for a while, opened WeChat Moments, saw Yin Dongfan had just posted a few selfies in front of the sea, and gave him a like.

His stomach growled, and Kang Zhuo remembered that it was time to cook instant noodles. He just stood up when his phone rang again.

The caller ID is still Quan Huachen.

Kang Zhuo hesitated for a few seconds, then swiped the answer button: "Uncle?"

"have you eaten?"

Kang Zhuo froze for a moment: "Not yet."

"I'll be at your house in about 10 minutes. You can change your clothes and get ready. I'll take you out for dinner. Is there anything you want to eat?" Quan Huachen's side was very quiet, he should already be in the car.

When he asked this question, Kang Zhuo could only answer: "I can do anything."

"Okay, if you're hungry, eat something first, and I'll be right there."

Kang Zhuo looked at the hung up mobile phone and fell into confusion again, but he remembered that Quan Huachen would arrive soon, so he moved quickly, whispering "change clothes, change clothes" while rushing to the cloakroom.

Quan Huachen's speed was very fast. An hour later, they were sitting in a seafood restaurant waiting for the food to be served.

"You still like to eat seafood?" Quan Huachen scalded the tableware with hot tea and pushed it to Kang Zhuo.

"Yeah." Kang Zhuo didn't expect Quan Huachen to remember his preferences, as did the wine chocolate last time. He thought that after so many years, Quan Huachen had long forgotten.

Quan Huachen asked him again: "Any plans for summer vacation?"

"I don't have any plans. Let's see Dongfan. He asked me to go on a trip with me before. Let's see his arrangements then." Kang Zhuo replied honestly.

Quan Huachen hummed and stopped talking.

Kang Zhuo had been waiting for him to ask about the graduation ceremony, but in the end he didn't mention a word. Afterwards, he only asked him a few questions about his studies, and then the food was served.

The first ones served were garlic prawns and clam tofu soup. Quan Huachen served Kang Zhuo a bowl of soup to moisten his mouth first, then rolled up his shirt sleeves and began to poke the prawns without saying a word.

Kang Zhuo sipped the soup, and not long after, a small porcelain bowl was pushed in front of him, which contained a small pile of peeled shrimp meat, dipped in garlic and balsamic vinegar.

Kang Zhuo looked at Quan Huachen's actions in surprise: "Uncle, I can eat it by myself, you don't need to peel it for me."

"It's okay, I'll peel it quickly and eat yours.

Quan Huachen is really quick at peeling. Kang Zhuo had seen his shrimp picking skills when he was a child. First peel off the first two sections of the shrimp shell, tear off the tail and pull off the shrimp line at the same time, and then squeeze it skillfully to complete a section. Shrimp came out.

Kang Zhuo peeled it several times, but it was not complete.

Afterwards, the crabs and fish were brought to the table, Quan Huachen didn't eat two bites of his own meal, and devoted himself to peeling the crabs for Kang Zhuo and picking fishbone.

Kang Zhuo felt that Quan Huachen probably still regarded him as a child, so he said, "Uncle, I have grown up, I can eat by myself."

Quan Huachen threw a cut crab leg into his bowl, squinted at him, and said with a smile: "No matter how big it is, can it be bigger than uncle? Eat it quickly, it will be fishy when it gets cold."

"But you didn't eat much."

"I'm eating."

Kang Zhuo had no choice, he ate the crab leg and all kinds of seafood meat with a feeling of guilt, Quan Huachen didn't wash his hands until he couldn't eat anymore.

After Quan Huachen came back, he saw that Kang Zhuo's hands were also stained with some sauce, and asked him, "Do you want to wash it?"

Most of them were fed by Quan Huachen, Kang Zhuo didn't use his hands much, he pointed to the wet wipes on the table: "Just use this to wipe."

Quan Huachen then picked up the pack of wet wipes, opened them, did not pass them to Kang Zhuo, but directly covered his fingers with the wet wipes, and helped him wipe them clean one by one, as if Kang Zhuo was still the one who even used to A brat who can't even use chopsticks.

In fact, Kang Zhuo could wipe his hands with a towel, but he hesitated for a while and missed the best opportunity, because for some reason, Kang Zhuo was a little bit reluctant to feel this way.

To be cared for, cared for, cared for.

Kang Zhuo was in a daze for a moment, he searched in his memory, besides Quan Huachen and his deceased mother, who else did these things to him?

In the cubicle of the seafood restaurant, Quan Huachen lowered his eyes and looked serious and focused. If one only looked at the part above his shoulders, no one would guess that he was just serving a junior who had no blood relationship. Wet wipes for hands.

"Are you ready? Is there anything missing?" Quan Huachen looked at his hands over and over again, and Kang Zhuo's hands looked very small in his palm.

The search is over.

"No more." Kang Zhuo's gray-toned eyes were filled with moisture, looking wet, he said to Quan Huachen, "Thank you, Uncle."

Quan Huachen threw the dirty wipes aside, picked up the orange juice and touched Kang Zhuo's cup: "In the future, if you have something to do, tell uncle that they don't have time. Uncle has it, anytime, call me or send me a message." News, okay?"

"Hmm." Kang Zhuo resisted the sourness in his eyes, lowered his head and picked up the orange juice and took a big sip.

Quan Huachen raised his hand and rubbed the top of his hair, and said with a smile, "Happy graduation, little boy."