Hearing Su Yiyang's words to defend the girl named Gu Nanqiao, Su Guangnan had mixed feelings in his heart for a while.

His lips touched up and down, and he habitually wanted to teach Su Yiyang a few words, such as "It's too bad to talk about love, my heart is disturbed by beauty, and I even regress to think normally" and the like have reached my throat, but I was choked back by the jokes of my own stinky boy "Take my daughter-in-law to the door".

The chat atmosphere at the moment is so good that even Su Guangnan is reluctant to destroy it.

Over the years, the relationship between Su Guangnan and Su Yiyang has not been very close, and it is common to hate each other. This father and son are arrogant and proud, neither of them is willing to take half a step back, they are basically representative figures who can't say good things well, not to mention Su Dashao's resentment in his heart, when he wants to coax people, his mouth is like unmelted honey, and when he wants to scare people, he is the same, he can make the other party angry without making a sound, but he can't say why.

Su Guangnan has long been accustomed to his son's rustiness and politeness, the point-to-point alienation he invisibly expresses, and even the mockery that is habitually hidden in his casual smile, but he has never seen his good voice and good look. It is already a rare thing for Su Yiyang to be able to talk without Martian, and such an almost calm long conversation is almost something that Su Guangnan can't even think of.

It was more than ten years ago when Su Yiyang showed such an attitude, when Sun Jing was still alive. After that, the so-called harmony was as if it didn't exist at all, and even if Su Guangnan lowered his posture to remedy it, it had no effect.

In a word, breaking the ice is like living in a dream.

But at this moment, Su Guangnan can clearly see that Su Yiyang's beautiful smiling eyes are crooked, and his eyebrows and eyes, which are seven points similar to Sun Jing, have inherited his mother's amazement, and there is a little more determination and frivolity that only belong to him. His eyelashes drooped slightly, casting a small beautiful shadow on his cheeks, which also made his expression inexplicably softened.

There was no ridicule or contempt in Su Yiyang's smile, let alone the injustice and indignation unique to his family, just as the sentence he just said did not have a deeper meaning, and the joke between the words was not irony and mockery, but like a rare heart-to-heart conversation between father and son in ordinary people.

If it weren't for all this being too real, Su Guangnan almost thought it was just his illusion.

In the time when the father and son were silent, the night breeze blew in through the half-open windows of the villa, and the pale yellow embroidered curtains were rolled up in a curvature, waving back and forth around the white dark striped stone terrace. Seeing that his father hadn't spoken for a long time, Su Yiyang was not in a hurry, but turned his head slightly and looked around with great interest.

After high school, Su Yiyang went abroad to study, and avoided Su Guangnan and Qiao Yiran with an attitude of not being out of sight, and after returning to China, he had his own independent residence, no longer living in the Su family's villa, and rarely came back. Probably too lazy to touch the situation and don't want to delve into those who don't have it, but everything that can be discussed in the company, Su Yiyang directly solves it in the office, and the contact with Su Guangnan also stays at the level of business, more than politeness and restraint, and insufficient self-intimacy.

Not to mention that there is an eyesore Mrs. Su when she goes home, when she sees Qiao Yiran, Su Dashao will feel that it affects her mood, and every New Year's Day when she goes home is like completing a task, he doesn't say a word at the dinner table, he doesn't even bother to say a toast, no matter how late he gets off the dinner table, he must leave on the same day, not to mention the impossible thing of staying overnight, he doesn't want to stay for one more minute.

And at this time, Su Yiyang's state of mind has changed, and his understanding of Su Guangnan has reached an unprecedented height, and his heart has softened.

Many emotions poured in, eroding Su Yiyang's heart, and gradually began to get out of control.

Just like he didn't expect that he would actually send a ghost back to the Su family's villa today, at this moment, he rarely calmed down, took out great patience and carefully looked at every part of the Su family's mansion, and even couldn't help but start recalling the past events that he had buried in the deepest part of his heart and had not mentioned for decades.

The Su family has changed a lot over the years, and the years have left clear traces.

Those changes seep out of life bit by bit, and there is no room for others to ignore them. In addition, the hostess of the family has already changed, no matter how big Qiao Yiran is, no matter how intentionally he behaves magnanimously without fighting or grabbing, it is impossible to let the traces left by Sun Jing be placed there, and they will not be in the way of people's eyes all the time.

After the passage of time, this huge villa has already changed its appearance, and the decoration and layout have already added too many of Chou Yiran's preferences, gradually smoothing out all the traces left by Sun Jing back then. Su Yiyang didn't care about these before, and even a trip home was a rare thing, so naturally he didn't have the leisure to care about details such as whether he had added new objects to the house. Now that he looked around, he suddenly found that the villa had a lot of new furniture, the paintings on the walls and the furnishings around it were different from before, and even the spiral staircase, which he used to play with when he was a child, was painted from the original wood color to a milky white that matched the current European decoration.

There was a sense of strangeness everywhere, and it was no longer what he remembered.

It also seems that some things are wrong.

And just when Su Yiyang was getting drunk with three points, on the other hand, Su Guangnan's side obviously didn't have too much leisure to lament the old things, but delved into the whole thing.

——All of Su Yiyang's actions today are too unexpected, and Old Man Su is obviously a little stunned by his own stinky boy's unreasonable cards.

Seeing that the notice of the "Old Dream Project" reached the major theater troupes, with the unique tacit understanding between the father and son, Su Guangnan naturally guessed that Su Yiyang would definitely come back to him recently, and according to Su Dashao's consistent precautions, this destined conversation must be sooner rather than later.

They have been planning tacitly for so long, and now that they have reached the stage of closing the net, they naturally can't withstand the slightest fork.

But Su Guangnan expected that the child would go home, but he didn't expect his attitude. At this moment, Su Yiyang didn't mention those cold calculations, but changed the norm and talked about emotional entanglements, which really made Su Guangnan scratch his head. No matter how far-sighted Old Man Su is, he can't guess how many layers of meaning there are behind Su Yiyang's posture as if he has been taken away.

Looking at Su Yiyang's appearance, it is not like two people who are usually unfamiliar with each other exchanging chips in their hands, but like a child who has gone out of the house to simply go home to see, sincerely say a few words mentioned, report the recent life situation with his old man, and then care about the old father who has not met for a long time.

No matter how you look at it, it seems too abnormal.

However, Su Guangnan is a good person in the business field, no matter how turbulent his heart is, he still maintains that quiet appearance on the surface, and does not show the slightest difference. Adhering to the principle of not changing everything, Su Guangnan did not rush to speak, but put the newspaper on the coffee table, got up and went to the wine cabinet next to him, and took this opportunity to think carefully.

He picked out a bottle of red wine that was not too high, and took out two more goblets, the clear red wine slowly flowed down the transparent glass wall, and Su Guangnan picked up a few pieces of ice and put them in. But after pouring a glass of wine, he glanced at Su Yiyang, who was sitting on the sofa like an uncle, put the red wine aside, turned his head and poured a glass of warm boiled water.

Su Yiyang sat on the sofa half-holding his elbows, waiting for Su Guangnan to come back, he turned his head sideways and looked out along the carved window, outside was the back garden of the Su family's villa, which was Sun Jing's favorite place before his death, and those messy memories also swept in.

Seeing things and thinking about people, Su Yiyang remembered a little bit of the past at this moment.

Through the European-style carved window, there is a large area of low bushes, and the flower beds are full of roses, but they are declining because of neglect, and it is clear that there are few flowers in the flowering period, but the surrounding weeds are a little barren. The cold moonlight sprinkled down, the bluestone path was quiet and silent, the rattan rocking chair was still in the backyard, and the small white stone table was still resting in a flower.

In my memory, there is a lingering smell of jasmine, mixed with the fragrance of tea and the faint smell of perfume on Sun Jing's body, which always blows far away in the night breeze. The dew in the backyard is very heavy, so even on summer nights, Sun Jing is used to wearing a silk shirt, and the moonlight outlines the delicate contours of her cheeks, like an extra layer of soft filter, reflecting her delicate and feminine facial features are extremely moving, and even the smile on the eyebrows under her eyes has become more gentle.

When he was a child, Su Yiyang always liked to run to the backyard, cheekily by his mother's side, and from time to time he said something that he didn't have.

At first, he always pestered Sun Jing to tell stories, but when he grew up, he became nestled next to the rocking chair to tell her the interesting things that happened at school, or wrote the homework left by the teacher that day on the small stone table.

Jasmine slices are always brewed with a faint bitter taste, children are sweet like life, and they are sad when they taste a little crying, of course, they are not used to drinking tea. But Su Yiyang likes to let Sun Jing make tea, probably the drunkard doesn't mean to drink, jasmine slices are brewed out Su Yiyang didn't even bother to drink a sip, and clamored to add a few more pieces of rock sugar to finish, this kind of behavior always makes Sun Jing, who is half a tea ceremony master, cry and laugh, and feels that it is too tyrannical, and he is reluctant to say anything about him.

In fact, Su Yiyang just thinks that her mother's appearance of making tea is very beautiful.

At that time, he liked to watch Sun Jing make tea the most, his mother's slender fingers gently grasped the plain white porcelain cup, and the boiling water slowly poured in brewed the tea leaves, the green young leaves were mixed with jasmine, and with the rim of the cup opened, there was a fragrance that seemed to be nothing, and there was a starlight that could be seen when you looked up.

Time has passed very quickly in the past ten years, fast enough to erase many traces.

The whole piece of jasmine that Su Yiyang often played with to pick back has long disappeared, and now the roses planted in the nursery are not delicate enough, nor do they have the faint fragrance of jasmine. The aftertaste of tea mixed in the memory is like an illusion, and she sits in a rocking chair with Sun Jing, her thin and slender back carries a heavy night, and the soft chuckle when she looks back reflects the appearance of the sea of flowers in the yard, and it is gradually worn away in the passage of time.

No matter how hard Su Yiyang tried to recall, his memory was not clear enough, and he couldn't find the past.

Earlier, Su Yiyang had a grudge against Sun Jing, and he also rejected the entire Su family, he remembered his mother's last bleak and sad gaze, remembered her unruly instructions, remembered her irresponsible cruel decisions and the authority of the head of the Sun family who was suddenly suppressed, and even the warmth and happiness of childhood were pulled by heavy emotions, and it seemed to be not brittle.

And now Su Yiyang has discovered that for Sun Jing, the truest thought in his heart is actually missing.

Probably because the smell of wine was a little high, and his heart was softer than usual, and it was not until this moment that Su Yiyang finally regretted it.

He tilted his head slightly, looking out the window at the small garden in distraction, and a soft sigh escaped his throat. At that time, why did he destroy that piece of jasmine in a fit of anger, so that now even the people who see things and think about things have less evidence that can be recalled and traced.

It's a pity.