Lin Yao's apartment.

"Dad, why haven't you slept yet?"

After saying goodbye to Mo Yan and Fangfang, Lin Yao returned to the apartment, and as soon as she entered the door, she saw Lin Duanzheng still sitting on the sofa.

"Nothing, can't sleep, watch TV. ”

Lin Duanzheng picked up the remote control from the coffee table in a slightly flustered manner, making it look like he was watching TV.

"It's so fragrant, what's it?"

Lin Yao smelled the fragrance of the dishes, and walked to the table curiously, a surprised smile suddenly appeared on her face:

"Wow, fish head tofu soup! And sauce pig's trotters! Dad, did you make it?"

Lin Duanzheng coughed, still watching TV, and said casually:

"Well, it's okay to be idle. ”

Lin Yao turned his head to look at his father's back, his watery eyes quietly bent into a crescent moon, and said softly:

"Thank you, Dad. ”

"I said that I was idle and had nothing to do, thank me for what to do?"

Lin Duanzheng said unnaturally, and seeing that his daughter couldn't wait to eat, he hurriedly said:

"Wait, the soup is cold, I'll give you hot water. ”

With that, he got up and brought the fish head tofu soup into the kitchen.

"Dad, sit down, I'll come. ”

Lin Yao followed up in the kitchen.

"Go outside and wait, you're so tired every day, see how thin you have become?"

Lin Duanzheng turned his head and glared at Lin Yao.

"Oh, I'm sorry. ”

Lin Yao stuck out her tongue and obediently withdrew from the kitchen.

Looking at his daughter's slender figure, Lin Duanzheng sighed distressedly and silently lowered his head to make hot soup.

A moment later, when Lin Duanzheng brought the fish head soup out of the kitchen, he saw Lin Yao holding a pig's trotter with a sauce, and his mouth was full of oil.

He was stunned, and somehow suddenly remembered something from many years ago.

His daughter and wife were most hungry for the sauce pig's trotters sold outside, and he felt that it was unhygienic, so he learned how to make it.

Lin Duanzheng remembered that when he put the sauce pig's trotters on the table, his daughter and wife couldn't wait to grab one by one and nibble on it.

At that time, Lin Yao was only six years old, and he was also clutching the pig's trotters like now, gnawing his mouth full of oil.

At that time, he and Hai Yao were still a loving couple, and those things had not happened between the two......

"Dad, you can eat too. ”

When Lin Yao saw Lin Duanzheng coming out, she quickly put down the pig's trotters in her mouth and went over to help put the hoof flower soup on the table.

"Hmm. ”

Lin Duanzheng came back to his senses, sat down with him, and saw Lin Yao pick up the pig's trotters again and gnaw on them, his mouth and hands were full of oil, but he still gnawed with relish, and he still had a happy smile on his face.

Just like when I was a kid.

Lin Duanzheng couldn't help but show a rare smile on his face, and couldn't help but take out the mobile phone he bought during the day and took a picture of his daughter's cute appearance of nibbling on pig's trotters.

"Oh, Dad, don't shoot it, it's ugly. ”

Lin Yao was startled, the girl's nature of loving beauty was dictatory, and she hurriedly raised her hand to cover her mouth full of oil.

Lin Duanzheng was also a little embarrassed, he was used to maintaining the image of a strict father in front of his daughter, but he didn't expect that he couldn't help but take pictures of his daughter, and he was seen by his daughter.

He subconsciously raised his face: "Don't talk while eating." ”

Lin Yao licked her fingers stained with marinade, and said cutely: "Dad, we're not eating now, we should be eating supper, right?"

Lin Duanzheng looked at his daughter so cutely, his eyes became soft, but he still couldn't say nice words, so he had to insist:

"I can't talk when I'm eating supper. ”

"Oh. Lin Yao sighed, lowered her head and drank the soup, but the corners of her mouth couldn't help but tilt slightly.

My father hadn't cooked for me for years.

It's so fun!

The father and daughter finished the supper in a silent and warm atmosphere, and Lin Yao got up to clean up and prepare to wash the dishes.

Lin Duanzheng stopped her: "It's so late, you hurry up and wash up and go to sleep." ”

Lin Yao still wanted to insist: "But Dad, it's also very hard for you to cook for me......"

Lin Duanzheng straightened his face again: "Disobedient, right?"

Lin Yao had to lower her head: "Oh." ”

Lin Duanzheng glanced at his daughter, then cleaned up the dishes and chopsticks by himself and entered the kitchen.

"Dad. ”

Suddenly there was a crisp voice from his daughter behind him, and Lin Duanzheng turned his head.

"Can you tell me what happened to you and your mother back then...... Divorced?"

Lin Yao was still wearing the clothes of the fan meeting, with a long skirt swaying to the ground, and a black cotton dress on her upper body, probably just drinking soup, and her cheeks were a little rosy.

The peach-blossom-shaped eyes shone with a moist luster in the light, and there was a hint of apprehension on his face.

This question has been held in Lin Yao's heart for many years.

She didn't know why, her once happy family had become what it is today.

She was curious to know why.

But for so many years, Lin Yao never dared to ask her father.

And tonight, maybe the sauce pig's trotters are too fragrant, or maybe the fish head soup is too warm, so Lin Yao finally had the courage to ask this question.

Lin Duanzheng's movements froze for a moment.

The atmosphere in the house also became silent.

After a while, Lin Duanzheng said calmly, "I'll talk about it when I'm done washing the dishes." ”

Lin Yao was slightly stunned, and quickly nodded: "Okay, I'll wait." ”

Then she sat down on the sofa obediently, although her face was full of exhaustion, her body still sat straight and upright, just as her father had asked her since she was a child.

Lin Duanzheng looked at his daughter, didn't speak again, turned his head and walked into the kitchen.

As he washed the dishes, his mind drifted uncontrollably back to more than a decade ago.

He and his ex-wife were also once a loving couple that others envied.

However, what made the two get to this point?

"Hmph! It's that shameless little white face!"

Lin Duanzheng snorted.

But there was no such certainty and resentment in his voice.

Lin Duanzheng and Hai Yao's love history is actually quite legendary.

The two have known each other since college, one is the president of the student union, and the other is the school flower.

Lin Duan was at the graduation party and publicly confessed to Hai Yao.

This is the most outrageous thing he has ever done in his life.

Half a year after graduation, the two got married.

The wedding was very uneventful, and there weren't so many romantic tricks in those days.

Hai Yao's father died early, and she and her mother depended on each other since she was a child, and soon after the two got married, Hai Yao became pregnant with a child, and Hai Yao's mother moved in with them to take care of Hai Yao.

After Lin Yao was born, she added more happiness to this small family.

At that time, everything was like honey blending oil, happiness and harmony.

When did everything start to change?

Whoa......

A bowl was held by Lin Duanzheng in his hand, and the water kept washing down, almost washing away the ceramic pattern on the bowl.

Lin Duanzheng raised his hand to turn off the faucet, put the bowl down, and propped his hands on the side of the sink.

Over the years, he has never been willing to think deeply about the past.

always attributed his failed marriage to the little white-faced actor Hai Yao knew.

But tonight, when his daughter asked this question, he was forced to reflect seriously.

He finally discovered something he had been reluctant to face.

In fact, the problems between him and Hai Yao have never had anything to do with others.

Probably, it's time to tell my daughter......

Lin Duanzheng calmed down, washed the dishes and chopsticks, wiped them clean, and then walked out of the kitchen.

"Daughter, I'll tell you ...... right now"

On the ground, Lin Duanzheng's voice came to an abrupt end.