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45:[-] p.m.

With a gentle brake sound, Shi Yu opened the door and got out of the car.Zhao Xingchuan, who moved from the driver's seat to the passenger's seat, put down the car window, stretched out his hand and shook it: "Don't be so anxious, let me take you up?"

As he spoke, he was about to open the car door.

"Just send it here, don't bother." Shi Yu was afraid that he would follow, and turned around while shaking his hands, "Be careful on the road."

"Be careful on the road..." Zhao Xingchuan recited these four words silently in his heart, and suddenly smiled like a cub suffering from epilepsy, fiddling with his four hooves in a strange posture, and then Stance rolled back to its original position.

Xu Shi found that he was a bit too reserved for being so "open teeth and claws". Zhao Xingchuan quickly restrained his smirk like a sickness.Fortunately, it's dark now, and no one around can be lucky enough to take pictures of Zhao Xingchuan's comedy performance, otherwise, Zhao Yingdi probably won't be able to stay on the trending list for a week.

Shi Yu walked into the elevator and absently pressed two buttons. As soon as the door closed, the red numbers on the elevator display screen began to jump up layer by layer.

He lowered his eyes, and the line between his eyebrows that Zhao Xingchuan had wiped off with a few words slowly reappeared.

I don't know why, but when he was with Zhao Xingchuan, Shi Yu felt that he could gain a kind of courage without hesitation, as if he had returned to the days when he was a student who didn't know the heights of the sky and the earth, and was still able to go forward bravely in the face of the uncertain future.

But the courage Zhao Xingchuan gave was one-time, after the effect of the medicine, he turned back into that overwhelmed adult again.

"Didn't I pull him to jump into the fire pit?" Shi Yu pressed his tight knuckles, thinking, "What if he comes back to his senses later...what if he blames me?"

It wasn't until this time that Shi Yu realized that some things would always sound like jokes if he didn't taste them himself—he used to think that the indecisive and intertwined emotions of the male and female protagonists in TV dramas were a drama-like comedy.

He couldn't be as calm as he said.

If only the last three days of life were left?what will you do?

Shi Yu wanted to cut open his body and put all the bloody viscera in front of his eyes.Want to kiss him, want to carve myself into his hot soul.

It's best...It's best for him to remember himself forever, even if he dies, he still has a place in his heart like a rogue.

It is best for Zhao Xingchuan not to love anyone other than him.

But he was reluctant, Shi Yu felt that Zhao Xingchuan's eyes should always be as bright as when he saw him for the first time, filled with his secret heartbeat.

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If it weren't for the many vehicles coming and going on the road, Zhao Xingchuan would have liked to be a waver on the road, spinning the car and floating it home.

Although the car was not driving, Zhao Xingchuan's heart was already so high that he quickly constructed a bright future for him and Shi Yu.

The smile on Zhao Xingchuan's face hadn't faded away, and he returned home with a smirk all the way.

He opened the door, glanced at the shoe rack, and found that there were two pairs of shoes missing from the shoe cabinet that would have been full. One pair belonged to him, and the other seemed to belong to Aunt Li, the nanny.

In previous years, Auntie didn’t even go home for New Year’s Eve. One reason was that she thought the fare was too expensive. Even if Zhao’s mother said she would reimburse the fare, Aunt Li, who only wanted to save the gift money for the third son in the family, would not go back. Breaking into the bank; secondly, because Zhao Xingchuan didn't have time to go home during the Spring Festival in previous years, the couple at home went into the kitchen like Grandma Liu in a space capsule, and they didn't know anything except staring at pots and pans.

In addition, old man Zhao has a stubborn personality and thinks that the food eaten outside during the Chinese New Year has no soul, so they usually use big red envelopes to keep Aunt Li during the Chinese New Year.

But Aunt Li is not here today...

"Dad, Mom." Zhao Xingchuan took off his shoes, and when he looked up, he saw his two parents walking over with serious faces, "What kind of grand day is today? You two come to welcome me together."

"Come in first, your dad has something to tell you." Zhao's mother forced her face to look a little funny in Zhao Xingchuan's eyes.

It was the first time Zhao Xingchuan encountered this kind of atmosphere at home, and he already guessed the reason, but he really couldn't get serious, instead he felt a little joyously.

But seeing his father's serious eyes, it was really hard not to lose face, so he had no choice but to hold back his smile.

"What are you laughing at? What's so funny?" Father Zhao looked at his son's suffocated face like a soup dumpling, and couldn't help but get angry, "Get the hell out of here!"

Of course, Zhao Xingchuan didn't want to smile anymore, so he obediently tucked his tail and followed behind the couple with lowered eyebrows.

He knew that Zhao Xuyi always took soft things rather than tough ones, so he forcibly lowered his volume and meowed softly, "Where's Aunt Li?"

"Going home for the New Year." Zhao's mother quietly turned her head and winked at Zhao Xingchuan, roughly saying: "Be smart later!"

Zhao Xingchuan secretly gestured behind his father, and mouthed back to his mother: "Understood."

The two father and son sat face to face in the restaurant. Zhao Xuyi kept a cold face and remained silent for a long time without opening his mouth.

Zhao Xingchuan broke the silence in a low voice: "Dad?"

"In the past, I didn't let you cook, but you wanted to learn; later, you wanted to sing and dance on TV, but I refused, but you went anyway; then, you switched to filming, and I didn't agree, but You still go." Zhao Xuyi sighed, "Although your mother always said that your father was stubborn, I finally learned to accept and be tolerant of the life you chose."

"Just this once, can you listen to Dad? You think about me and your mother, okay?"

Zhao Xingchuan had conceived in his heart many times, planning to throw a beautiful essay on his father's face all the time.But those words were all built on the basis that his father got angry and scolded him.

But his dad didn't.

Zhao Xuyi didn't scold him, nor told him to get out of the house, but calmly tried to persuade him with an almost pleading tone.Zhao Xingchuan suddenly lost his temper at all, he felt like a very ignorant child.

"What you like, who you like, is your freedom - this father has learned it in the twenty years since you were born, but Xingchuan, you are my child, and your mother and I want you to be happy the most in the world." Dad told you from the experience of people who have been here that the road you have to choose is too difficult, and Dad hopes that you can be like others.” Zhao Xuyi paused, he hadn’t talked to Zhao Xingchuan so openly for a long time, so the old man The business is not so proficient.

"Dad used to want you to be a powerful entrepreneur and fulfill some of Dad's unfulfilled wishes, but now Dad doesn't want to think about anything, just be an ordinary person, there is nothing wrong with being ordinary, isn't it? ?”

Zhao Xingchuan didn't expect the old man to play the family card so gently, and he didn't know how to answer it for a while, but he was only stunned for a few seconds, and then met Zhao Xuyi's eyes: "I don't know, I have thought a lot, but I just like him very much, I have never liked a person so much, and I probably won't in the future."

When Zhao Xingchuan looked at people, he liked to meet the other person's eyes brightly. He said seriously and slowly: "A person's life is only a few decades, and he doesn't have so much energy to love many people wholeheartedly. The courage I can give It all fell on him, so you just let me bet this time."

A person's life is only enough to gamble like this once.

Zhao Xuyi was dumbfounded for a moment.

The two couples looked at each other, and suddenly felt a little sore in their hearts. After all, it was a precious son who had been raised for so many years, and suddenly fell in love with others to the death.

Zhao Xuyi snorted softly, and wanted to know more and more who this male vixen who fascinated his son was, and where did he come from such a skill?

Father Zhao shook his hand, withdrew his gentle expression, and said coldly: "Anyway, I don't agree, so don't even think about letting him in."

"He's not willing to come in yet. I'll move out tomorrow, so I won't hinder your eyes." Zhao's father was unreasonable, and Zhao Xingchuan let him go.

The old man slapped the table angrily, startling Zhao's mother who was sitting next to him: "What? You want to sever ties with us?"

Zhao Xingchuan: "I didn't say that."

"That's what you think!"

Seeing that the atmosphere between the two was getting more and more uncomfortable, Zhao's mother quickly stood up to try to persuade them to fight: "Don't be so loud, speak well!"

"Have you heard what your son said?"

"Severe hair loss in men indicates that menopause is coming."

Zhao's father, who was caught off guard by being poked in the sore spot, became angry from embarrassment: "Zhao Xingchuan!"

Zhao's mother had an idea, and suddenly held down her own heart. With at least two points of Shi Yu's acting skills, her heart ached very vividly.

"Stop making noise..." She panted with pain on her face, "Don't talk so loudly..."

The two men immediately fell silent, Zhao Xingchuan quickly softened his tone, and asked his mother, "Are you all right? Where is the medicine? I'll get it for you."

"It's okay, I'll take my time." Mother Zhao shook her head.

Zhao Xuyi glared at Zhao Xingchuan: "You still have the nerve to ask, your mother is all angry at you."

"You have a share, too."

"Okay." Zhao Muyu gave them a serious look, "Xingchuan, you and Dad can't be so rude."

The little old man raised his head proudly: "That's right."

"Old man, you too. Didn't you say that you can reason with the child? Did you play the rogue first?"

Zhao Xingchuan, who pulled back a game, said, "That's right."

"Our son is getting older, and he will move out one day. It's not against you. Xingchuan talked to me before and wanted to move out, but I really don't want him to stay with us for a few more years." Zhao The mother said softly, "But no matter how hard we try, we can only accompany the child halfway. We are not the ones who can spend his whole life with him."

"Shi Yu is a good boy, handsome and excellent, only our son is not worthy of him..."

Zhao Xingchuan nodded, and couldn't help interjecting: "That's right, your son will be laughing if he catches up with him."

"Don't interrupt." The couple said in unison.

"Old man, did you say that my mother didn't agree with you being with me back then? You were a gangster back then and didn't have a serious job, but I was determined to be with you, and we were not recognized by our parents, but now we don't. Are you happy too?" Mother Zhao said her throat was a little dry, took a glass of warm water handed over by Zhao Xingchuan, drank a couple of sips, and then continued, "We can't foresee the future, and we can't decide whether he chooses right or wrong now. You know your son's, even if he is wrong, he is willing to be wrong."

Zhao Xingchuan thought what his mother said was so good, he wanted to give his mother a first prize!

So he nodded again and again, and his thumb couldn't bear it anymore.