Zheng Hengzhao parked his car in front of a teahouse and lifted his watch to look at the time.

Fifteen minutes earlier than the agreed time, he lowered his head and walked into the teahouse first. The waiter dressed in Hanfu greeted him, asked the name of the private room with a smile, and led him to the inner room.

Sitting on the tatami mat exuding the fragrance of tea, Zheng Hengzhao thought of the person he was about to meet, and his expression gradually became a little complicated. He was about to walk into the conference room when he received the call. If it weren't for the reason why the person suddenly returned to China and made him really concerned, he wouldn't have pushed off the meeting in such a hurry and rushed here to drink tea with him.

The paper door painted with bamboo leaves was suddenly opened, and before he could see him, the man's angry voice had come in clearly.

"I knew that a kid like you would never arrive later than me—"

A faint smile curled into the corners of his wrinkled eyes, and the old man with strong spirits sat up right opposite Zheng Hengzhao, and looked at the hot and fragrant tea cup on the table, he nodded in admiration, and couldn't help but sigh with a smile.

"To be able to teach a child like you, this generation of the Zheng family is really amazing. I've only mentioned this tea once, and you remember it so clearly. You kid, you really have a delicate heart that doesn't show a drop of water. ”

"I'm not very familiar with the tea ceremony, so I can only follow the order," as if he didn't hear the appreciation in Han Dingsheng's words at all, Zheng Hengzhao raised his eyes and looked at the person opposite with deep meaning, "Is there any special reason for your sudden return to China this time......?"

"Hahaha, look, I knew you would be like this," waving his hand to stop Zheng Hengzhao's words, the corners of Han Dingsheng's eyes wrinkled, "It's just that I'm afraid that someone will come to pick me up, so I didn't notify anyone." I'm an old man, just going back to China to relax, what are you doing with such a big show? I asked you to come out today, just to see you and have a good time with you. I heard that your company is doing well, and that kid is starting to make movies...... I came back this time, firstly, I wanted to take a good turn in the country while I was still able to walk, and secondly, ......"

Seeing that the smile in the corner of Han Dingsheng's eyes gradually dimmed, his expression became a little hesitant. Zheng Hengzhao lowered his eyes and slowly completed the sentence.

"Do you finally want to see him in person?"

Sighing and lowering his head, Han Dingsheng picked up the teacup in front of him and took a sip silently. Zheng Hengzhao raised his eyes and clenched his fingers silently. He knew, on the other side, that this was a tacit acquiescence.

"What time? I can arrange it. ”

Low, somewhat dry. Zheng Hengzhao straightened his back, trying to moisten his dry throat. He heard his own voice echoing in this closed tea room, revealing a faint obscurity. It was like mixing with the bitterness that could not be concealed in the turquoise tea, so astringent that he couldn't say it a second time.

"No, there's no hurry. I haven't figured out how to explain it yet......" Glancing at Zheng Hengzhao with a wry smile, Han Dingsheng sighed deeply, and slowly spoke with some hesitation, "I'm not sure if my appearance is a good thing for that kid, maybe, maybe when he knows everything......"

"If," Shen Sheng took the old man's words, Zheng Hengzhao raised his eyes and looked at the past with a determined look, "If he knew that there were relatives in this world who were willing to accept him, he would be happier than anyone else." If you've already decided, don't hesitate any longer. I can assure you that no matter how you explain everything back then, he will be willing to understand you. Because he is Gu Shengge, he will definitely believe it. At that time, you will definitely understand how much your presence means to him. ”

Looking at the young man in front of him in a daze, Han Dingsheng stiffened his body a little distractedly. Before he had time to think of any words, he asked without thinking,

"Even if ...... The price for this is that he will know what you've done and break with you?"

His fingers clenched into fists under the table, Zheng Hengzhao lowered his eyes and pulled the corners of his lips with some bitterness.

"Yes. ”

"Even if, after this time, he has nothing to do with me. ”

"But I still hope that, as his grandfather, you can go and see him and tell him in person that he is not alone in this world.

"Actually, there are people who love him all the time. ”

"That's enough. ”

Staring at the young man in front of him with deep eyes, Han Dingsheng did not move.

The frowning brow slowly relaxed, and he moved his fingers, as if he was a little weak, and sighed slowly.

He spoke, his deep voice a little hoarse, with an inexplicable astringency, and some kind of inconspicuous reminiscence.

"Child," he sighed, the corners of his old eyes drooping feebly, like a misty glow.

"You know, you remind me of someone. ”

Subconsciously clenched the tea cup in his hand, and Han Dingsheng lowered his eyes. His eyes were a little misty, as if he had fallen into some dusty memory.

"That year, he was just like you. Sit straight in front of me, talk to me, and offer me tea. ”

It seemed that the memory of that time pleased him, and he smiled, and the wrinkles at the corners of his eyes gradually relaxed, adding a bit of a sense of time to this smile," ...... He was a good boy, unhurried, humble and courteous. It's also this teahouse, and he's been with me many times. Actually, I know that kid wasn't good at that. But like you, he learns, remembers, and pays attention to everything that others say. When others speak, he always looks into their eyes seriously. He respects me a lot and respects my daughter even more. ”

Suddenly surprised in his eyes, Zheng Hengzhao raised his eyes and looked at Han Dingsheng, whose eyes were already red-

“…… At that time, Pei Ya said that she liked him, and I couldn't figure out why she chose him. Although he can play the piano well and can teach at a university, in the end, he is just a mediocre family...... For people like us, getting married is just a routine of strong alliances. But I only have this one daughter, she chose it, crying that he would not marry, and if she stopped it, I was afraid that she would have a fetal gas......"

Quietly raising the corners of his eyes, Zheng Hengzhao glanced at the old man who was still immersed in memories and red eyes on the other side, and retracted his gaze silently. The old man seemed to suddenly realize something, paused the words in his mouth, and stretched out his hand to pick up the tea in front of him.

The tea was already cold, but he tilted his head and drank it all. He drank a little urgently, and after putting down the teacup, he couldn't stop coughing twice. Zheng Hengzhao took the tissue box and stood up, walked over and handed it to the old man. Han Dingsheng took it, covered his mouth with a tissue, and waved his hand at Zheng Hengzhao.

"Ahem...... It's okay, I'm getting old, and I'm slowly getting verbose. I always like to turn over some of you young people who don't like to hear old things, don't be ...... to me."

"No, you're not done yet. Taking Han Dingsheng's words with a calm look, Zheng Hengzhao looked straight at the old man's reddened eyes, and spoke in a deep voice again,

"You haven't told me where that person and I are. ”

"And ......"

He raised his eyes, his dark eyes seemed to be dyed with thick ink, and in the warm-colored tea room, they were as deep as two dark black jades soaked in spring water.

"Since you admire Shengge's father so much...... Why, after the death of both his parents, did you choose to send him to an orphanage at the age of seven?"

Looking at Han Dingsheng's suddenly stiff body, Zheng Hengzhao raised his eyebrows.

In the dark, an inexplicable premonition came to him without warning.

It was as if at that moment, he felt like he had caught something very important.

It's important enough to turn everything he's in.

When Feng Yu arrived downstairs at SG, he happened to receive a text message from Ji Yalan.

"How's the sponsorship talk? The fitting went smoothly and the character positioning was great. I have a hunch that we will be able to do it this time. ”

Smiling and putting away his phone, Feng Yu turned to look at the car behind him. Kankan parked in the parking space next to him, and the man who got out of the car touched his nose, and curled the corners of his lips at Feng Yu elegantly, "I'm sorry, I'm really not good at this kind of thing." ”

Some couldn't help but smile back, Feng Yu looked at the man in front of him with an elegant smile and a gentle temperament, and always felt that the temperament around the man seemed to be seen somewhere, which always made him feel an indescribable sense of familiarity.

Following behind the front desk secretary and walking into the elevator side by side with the man, Director Feng, who has always been accustomed to asking questions, couldn't help but think to himself, where had he seen it......?

"Ding—"

The sound of the elevator interrupted the endless entanglement of the metaphor. The two followed behind the secretary one after the other, and walked unhurriedly towards the dressing room where Ji Yalan was. Until the secretary stopped, Feng Yu still couldn't remember who the person in his mind was. Helplessly putting the doubts in front of him behind, Feng Yu turned his head sideways, smiled at the man, and made an inviting gesture towards the door of the dressing room.

"No, it's better to be in front of the director, and I'll follow you. Smiling and politely declining Feng Yu's proposal, the man leaned sideways and let Feng Yu go in front, and followed behind Feng Yu with a smile. Feng Yu, who was walking in front, admired it, and once again fell hopelessly into a tangled circle: here it is again! How can it feel so familiar?! What brought him the same feeling last time-

"Ah Yu, why did you come here all of a sudden? Didn't you go to talk about sponsorship?"

He was still struggling with himself on his side, and Ji Yalan over there had already seen him at a glance. Walking over to them with a smile, Ji Yalan, who was still holding an eyebrow pencil in her hand, bent a pair of smiling eyes, and pushed the big director who was obviously still distracted,

"What do you want? Why don't you come in and take a look! Shengge, they are all ...... Hey, who is this?"

Suddenly found that there was a man standing outside the door, and Ji Yalan was a little surprised.

"Hello," the man held out his hand, his eyes as clear as water and a gentle smile, "I am the sponsor of this Misty Forest. ”

"My name is Han Peiming. 166 Reading Network