Dasheng sat in Feinan's car, looking apprehensively and expectantly at the speeding scenery outside the window, and sighed, "I haven't seen it outside for more than a year." ”

Fei Nan slowly parked the car on the side of the road, looked around, and asked, "Do you want to buy something?"

"Go find a friend. ”

Fei Nan got out of the car, came to the co-pilot, rubbed Xiaobai's head, and instructed: "You stay in the car with this uncle, don't run around." ”

"Hmm!"

Xiaobai nodded obediently.

Fei Nan entered the gold shop next to him, and two fashionably dressed girls passed by the car, staring at their swaying figures, and their saliva was about to flow out.

It's better to be outside!

As soon as I entered the gold shop, I was greeted by a clerk.

"I'm looking for Boss Su. Fei Nan glanced in the direction of the office area.

"Okay, the boss is behind, I'll take you there. ”

The clerk happily led Fei Nan to walk back, and said, "The boss has an explanation, if someone looks for him, he can take him directly." ”

Oh, it looks like you know I'm coming?

Fei Nan raised an eyebrow, silently.

Following the clerk to an office at the back, pushing the door in, Fernan saw a middle-aged man, sitting on the sofa, as if waiting for him to arrive.

"Boss, this gentleman is looking for you. ”

The man nodded, looking at Feinan with a gentle gaze.

"Sit down. ”

He raised his hand and pointed to the opposite place, but did not get up.

Fei Nan didn't care, stepped forward and sat down calmly, and looked around.

The office is not big, but it is beautifully furnished.

There were a few characters hanging on the wall, which Fernan didn't recognize very well, so he could only roughly guess that they looked like seals, and one of them even looked like oracle bone inscriptions.

The furniture in the office is not coordinated, from imported sofas, to antique purple clay pots, to computers on the desk, there is a sense of clutter.

But the man sitting on the sofa magically made the whole room layout more harmonious and pleasing to the eye, and even a little chic and arbitrary.

Quietly looking at Su Youfu on the other side, Fei Nan observed him.

He was no different from the nightmare in Huanhuan's dream, but his whole temperament was more than a star and a half stronger than that nightmare.

He looked about thirty years old, less than forty, but his gestures were tepid, slow, like an old man accustomed to the vicissitudes of life.

However, his bright eyes are as clear and pure as a child, as if no matter what he says, it is sincere and sincere, and it will not make people doubt.

Letting Fei Nan observe, Su Youfu picked up the pot of tea that had just been boiled with a candle flame in the tea tray on the table, poured a small bowl of tea, and raised his hand to smile.

Fei Nan pinched up the teacup, which was not much bigger than the cap of a mineral water bottle, took a sip, and asked, "Lu'an Gua Pian?"

"Tea from my hometown. ”

Su Youfu looked at him calmly, smiled and asked, "How does it taste?"

"The tea is good, the water is good, the kung fu is good. Fei Nan did not hesitate to praise that the tea tasted really good.

"It's not as good as it used to be!"

Su Youfu shook his head with a smile and sighed: "Almost three hundred and fifty years ago, it should be the late Ming Dynasty, and the melon slices in Qitou Mountain tasted the best, but since they were listed as tribute, the taste has become weaker and weaker. ”

"I don't understand tea. ”

Fernan shook his head.

Su Youfu smiled: "I didn't understand it before, but when I drank too much, I understood." ”

Fei Nan didn't bother to play dumb riddles with him, so he simply asked directly: "You are Su Youfu?"

"Yes. ”

Su Youfu nodded calmly.

"Do you know what I'm here for?"

"Know a little. ”

Su Youfu looked at him with interest: "I thought that the person who knew how to dream was dead. ”

Fei Nan's eyes froze, and he asked in a deep voice, "You put the nightmare in Huanhuan's dream?"

A hint of surprise flashed in Su Youfu's eyes: "It seems that you don't understand too much." ”

Fei Nan did not answer.

Su Youfu smiled and patiently explained: "Nightmare is a projection of everyone's fear, it is a phenomenon, not an object, and there is no such thing as putting it into other people's dreams. ”

"Are you Huanhuan's father?"

Fei Nan stared at him and asked.

"Of course. ”

Su Youfu admitted calmly.

"Why is Huanhuan's nightmare your image, why does she avoid her father like a femme fatale, and what memories does she forget?"

Fernan's questions came up one after another.

Su Youfu was not annoyed at all, and asked, "I haven't asked for advice, what do you call it?"

"Tony Leung. ”

"Oh, Mr. Liang, it's a good thing. ”

Su Youfu nodded and said with a smile: "That's the case, Mr. Liang, I can see that you like Huanhuan very much, if you can, I want to ask, are you willing to adopt Huanhuan?"

Hearing this, Fei Nan frowned: "What do you mean?"

"Didn't I say it clearly enough?"

Su Youfu spread his hands and repeated again: "Mr. Liang, are you willing to adopt Huanhuan?"

After staring at him carefully for a long time, Fei Nan asked, "If I heard me correctly, you just said that you are indeed Huanhuan's father, right?"

"That's right. ”

"You're terminally ill, and your days are numbered?"

"No, on the contrary, I'm in great health and I still have a long life. ”

"You're penniless and destitute?"

"Although I can't claim to be rich, I am not short of food and clothing, and I have a little spare money. ”

"Then why don't you even want to raise your own daughter, but want to stuff her to outsiders?" Fernan's tone was angry as he stared at him.

"That's a long story......"

Su Youfu sighed lightly and said with a smile, "Mr. Liang, you haven't answered my question yet?"

"I don't need your answer anymore. ”

Fei Nan looked at him indifferently: "There are thousands of reasons, but the result is the same after all, right?"

Su Youfu was silent for a moment before he said seriously: "I'm for her good." ”

"Throwing a child into a mental hospital and ignoring it is called for her good? Knowing that her daughter is suffering from nightmares, but ignoring it, is this called her good? Without investigating the background, you casually entrust your daughter to a stranger who has only met once, is this called for her good?"

Fei Nan looked at him with a frown, his tone stiff.

Su Youfu lowered his gaze and did not answer.

Seeing this, Fei Nan was a little annoyed, and asked coldly, "Let me ask you, how did Huanhuan's mother die?"

Su Youfu was in a trance, and his eyes were instantly vicissitudes, as if he had fallen into boundless memories.

After a while, he let out a long sigh and said, "There are some regrets that can't be made up, Mr. Liang, I don't want to deliberately hide it, I just don't want to let some things continue to be a burden for Huanhuan." ”

"You killed her!"

Fei Nan stared at him.

"I don't have ......"

Su Youfu's tone was still indifferent, but Fei Nan suddenly felt like he was on pins and needles, and the pores of his whole person were faintly erected, as if he was facing a terrifying beast.

"I didn't kill her. ”

Su Youfu whispered a little gloomily: "I just ate her ......"