But Alice was just entangled and unwilling to let go, she still held the folder tightly with one hand, and put the other hand on Zhao Ping'an's arm, "Don't be so stingy! ”

This sudden Chinese coquettishness is really Zhao Pingan's sudden interest, "Why do you still speak Chinese?"

"How normal it is for me to speak Chinese, I am originally a Chinese-mixed-race, and my master is Chinese, so in fact, the living environment I have been exposed to since I was a child can speak a lot of Chinese. ”

She looked at Zhao Ping'an with a smile, "Actually, I've been following your news for a long time, are you interested in becoming my master's apprentice, so that we can study together." ”

was suddenly liked by a little sister who didn't know at all, Zhao Ping'an also felt inexplicable, he gently shook his hand and wanted to shake her hand away, but she just held on.

Zhao Ping'an couldn't control his strength all of a sudden, and Alice fell to the ground, the information in her hand was also scattered all over the ground, and more than a dozen photos flew out of the folder.

The photos are all a little boy, and isn't this little boy Zhao Ping'an himself?

Zhao Ping'an picked up the photos on the ground in disbelief and looked at them carefully, from the photos of him from 3 to 10 years old, if Alice was just a simple fan, how could she collect such photos of him when he was a child?

"Where did these photos come from?" Zhao Ping'an was a little annoyed, staring at Alice with straight eyes.

Alice sat on the ground frowning and flattening her mouth, looking innocent, "I really don't know, do you know the little boy in this photo?"

Zhao Ping'an also listened to the pitiful look at her, and it was estimated that she was just a person who listened to orders. And inside the office, I heard the argument outside and immediately opened the door, "What's wrong with you?"

Seeing Mr. Michael, Zhao Ping'an deduced that Alice was most likely instructed by him, so he investigated himself, and suddenly realized that it was no wonder that Mr. Michael suddenly asked about Han'an County just now.

He picked up the scattered photos, slowly stood up, and looked at Mr. Michael, "Mr. Michael, I think you really need to give me an explanation, why are you investigating me?"

"Oh, don't talk to my master like that. "Alice is the Lord of Protection.

Mr. Michael's expression also tensed, and he was speechless, worried that this matter would fluctuate Zhao Ping'an's emotions, "Zhao Ping'an, you have to listen to my explanation, things are not what you think." ”

"So what should I think?" Zhao Ping'an thought about whether it was because he was going to invite him to participate in the architecture conference, so he thought about investigating him, but if it was only for this reason, it would be too much to investigate his past!

"Uh......" Mr. Michael looked very embarrassed, he glanced at Alice, "Xiao Ai, why don't you go back first, I'll talk to you later, now I have something to talk to Mr. Zhao Ping'an." ”

Alice glanced at Zhao Ping'an and snorted, "Okay, since my father speaks, I won't bother with you first." ”

Alice didn't pick up the papers on the ground either, and turned to leave.

As Alice's back faded away, Mr. Michael began to look down and slowly pick up the other papers scattered on the floor.

Zhao Ping'an stood stunned, hoping to get a satisfactory answer from his mouth.

Closing the door of the office, Mr. Michael's expression was unusually solemn, but he always turned his back to Zhao Ping'an and did not let him see his expression.

The air seemed to be condensed, and Zhao Ping'an finally spoke first, "Mr. Michael, in my eyes you are a very respected designer, but why are you investigating my background like this?"

You should always give me a reason that I can accept, right?

Mr. Michael turned around, looking guilty, "Peace, I don't know where to start talking to you, I'm afraid you won't be able to accept the reason I said, but it's also true." ”

Ping'an, why did Mr. Michael suddenly call me that? Zhao Ping'an looked at Mr. Michael with puzzled eyes, but did not answer, as if to hint him with his eyes to continue.

"I ......," said Mr. Michael as he sat down, "I promised not to say it, and I don't think I had the face to say it, but since I first saw you, I have found that deep down I still miss you." ”

"Actually, you are my own flesh and blood. ”

Zhao Ping'an's pupils instantly dilated several times, and his legs began to weaken, without a sense of realism.

From the very beginning, I received an invitation inexplicably, and I came to this party inexplicably, but no one ever told me that I had a father.

Since he was three years old, his father has left, and since then he has no impression of him, the only memory is the few yellowed photos of his mother hidden under the pillow in his hometown.

Mom rarely mentions her father in front of Zhao Ping'an, and every time Zhao Ping'an takes the initiative to ask, she just tells Zhao Ping'an lightly that his father is a good person, a talented and good person.

The father in the photo is still young and in his prime, and he is really a little different from the old man in front of him who has a successful career, but his hair has begun to gray.

Zhao Ping'an looked at Michael's eyes, and he didn't know if it was a family connection, and he seemed to feel that it was indeed somewhat similar to the eyes in the photo.

"Actually, my Chinese name is Zhao Wujing, and Mi Gao is the name my master gave me. ”

Mr. Michael began to seriously recall the past, "17 years ago, when my master Kailuo went to Han'an County to study and study, I was just an assistant sent by the government to help, and I was very glad to be caught by him. ”

Later, I followed him to the UK to study, but I didn't expect to lose contact with him as soon as I left.

"Then why haven't you come to me and my mother for so many years?"

Zhao Ping'an's emotions became very excited, he thought of being ridiculed by his classmates for not having a father when he was a child, and later when his mother was fighting the illness alone, he was alone with a little helpless eyes.

His fists clenched tighter and tighter, and the anger in his heart was no longer difficult to suppress.

"He'an, I know I've been ashamed of you for so many years, but I also hope that you can give me a chance to make amends. ”

"How can I make up for it? Mom is no longer here!" What Zhao Ping'an didn't want to mention the most after so many years was his past in Han'an County.

Mr. Michael looked at Zhao Ping'an with guilty eyes, "There are some things that I know I will never make up for, but at least give me a chance, and treat it as a chance for yourself." ”

Heaven has let us meet again in the hope that we will not waste each other's time again.

"Ping'an, I know that no matter how much I say now, I can't heal the scars in your heart, but I really hope that we can fill in the vacancies in the future days. ”

Mr. Michael's words pierced Zhao Ping'an's heart, and Zhao Ping'an had to admit that for so many years, he had been missing his father, and he had always wanted to see what his father looked like and experience what it was like to have a father.

"Give me one night to calm down. The contradiction in Zhao Ping'an's heart burst out all of a sudden, and he just wanted to go back to the hotel to have a good rest, and he was quiet and quiet.

This night, Zhao Ping'an's phone rang non-stop, all of them were calls from Wang Kaixuan, and he didn't know how to tell her that he was Mr. Michael's son.

He didn't know how to deal with it, but they didn't sleep well that night.

Early the next morning, Edward called Zhao Ping'an, pressed the answer button in a haze, and the voice full of enthusiasm and vitality was on the other side.

"Hey, Mr. Zhao Ping'an, didn't we make an appointment to go to the museum together?

The dizziness after insomnia has not yet eased, Zhao Ping'an tried to find a balance, and remembered that there seemed to be such a thing.

"Oh, yes, but I ......"

Before he could refuse, he was overshadowed by Edward's enthusiasm, "I'm in your hotel lobby now, let's come down quickly after changing and washing!"

After all, the architecture conference is over, and there may not be any chance to come to the UK again, and even if you want to come, you don't know how long you will have to wait.

After Zhao Ping'an hung up the phone, he changed into the civilian clothes he usually wore, fading the sense of distance at a glance, and having a sense of peace and approach, Edward became more and more enthusiastic.

"Mr. Zhao Ping'an, you look really energetic today. While chatting, the car stopped in front of a building in downtown London.

"I guess Mr. Zhao Ping'an will find other museums boring, so I will take you to see the development of our British architecture. ”

Follow Edward inside, lined with typical architectural models from the early Renaissance, as if you have returned to that era. Then there is the period of the Industrial Revolution, and then to the present.

The architectural changes throughout the corridor are as if looking at the history of England, just like the Leaning Tower that Galileo did, although time has passed, the tower is still there, perhaps beginning to wear out, and the spirit still stands.

"A lot of people come to the UK to see our scenery and learn about our food, but very few people really experience our British history and culture from the architecture. ”

Zhao Ping'an's vision was attracted by the model, and finally he stopped in front of a very classic, Han'an County style architectural model, and tears suddenly overflowed his eyes.

From behind, Zhao Wujing walked out slowly, Zhao Ping'an looked at Zhao Wujing tightly and didn't know what to say, he only tried his best to hold back the tears that were about to flow.

Zhao Wujing felt a little uncomfortable when he saw Zhao Ping'an's expression, and he made a gesture to let Edward leave first.

Edward looked at Zhao Ping'an and Zhao Wujing, and always felt that the atmosphere was a little weird, but he still obediently accepted the order and left the museum, just arrived at the door, curiosity forced him to stop, and secretly caught in the crack of the door to eavesdrop on the conversation inside.

"Ping'an, in fact, after so many years in the UK, I have always missed Han'an County and missed you very much, but I can't help it. I know I don't have a way to make up for the mistakes I've made in the past. ”

But I really hope that at least you will give me a chance to do my duty as a father.