Lu Haomin stared at the two contracts on the table, and finally said firmly: "I will sign!" stretched out his hand to the two contracts, and without hesitation, he directly took the first contract.

Because of the choice of the first contract, he and Lu Chan can also maintain the last trace of relationship because of this thin paper.

And the second contract, he didn't even dare to touch the screen, the four words "severance of relationship" were too heavy and cruel for him, a father who had just woken up and wanted to compensate, how could he sever relations with Lu Chan.

I flipped through the contract and signed my name on the last page of the document. Because the emotions were too released just now, the emotions of sadness and self-blame were too strong, and now the breathing was still a little unstable, and the limbs were also a little uncontrollable spasms, so trembling that he put down the pen and handed the contract to Lu Chan.

Lu Chan took it, glanced at it, and after making sure that it was correct, he handed it back to Zhao Tao along with another contract on the table, and asked him to keep it together.

glanced at Lu Haomin deeply, Lu Haomin also looked up at Lu Chan, the two looked at each other silently, and neither spoke. In the small box, it was unusually quiet for a while, only the sunlight outside the window sprinkled on the coffee table, leaving dots of light, and the air was stagnant for a while.

After a while, Lu Chan raised his hand and picked up the coffee that was already cold on the table and drank it all. He wasn't ready to stay any longer, because he didn't know what to say or what else to say between them. He pursed his lips, stood up, and said, "Mr. Lu, thank you for your hospitality, the contract is signed, I should also leave, I still have work to prepare." ”

Lu Haomin was a little stunned when he heard this, and then reacted, looking at Lu Chan getting up and preparing to leave, a trace of chagrin flashed in his eyes, and he opened his mouth slightly, as if he wanted to say something, but seeing that Lu Chan had neatly packed up his things and left his seat, he finally didn't say anything, and slowly put down the hand he wanted to keep.

But when Lu Chan walked to the door and was about to open the door, he still didn't hold back his regret and reluctance, clenched his fists, and shouted at Lu Chuan's back in a dumb voice: "Don't work too hard, pay attention to your body!"

Lu Chan's hand as he opened the door paused slightly, a slightly complicated color flashed in his eyes, and he pursed his lips slightly, evoking a smile that seemed to be struggling and relieved. stood still, didn't look back, and responded lightly, "Got it, you take care of yourself." ”

After that, he didn't care about Lu Haomin's expression behind him, opened the door directly, and left the café with his assistant.

As the door closed, Lu Haomin, who was sitting at the table, was stunned for a long time, and after a while, he reacted, and the corners of his mouth stiffened with a smile that seemed to be crying, "Ha...... Haha" slowly grinned, laughed out of tears, and finally lay on the table, crying bitterly, big tears falling down. There is no going back, this child is still kind after all, his filial piety and the father-son fate between them, which should be kind, are forced to lose themselves.

The sun outside the house was just right, the sky was clear, and the warm and warm light shone through the window on the middle-aged man who was crying in this unknown coffee house. Harmony and warmth are intoxicated with rich and broken sorrow, the years have passed, and everything in the past can only become a photo printed in a frame, a memory engraved in the mind.

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Lu Chan sat in the car, looking at the scenery flying outside the window, his eyes were faint, but there was something empty in the depths as if he was thinking about something, as if he didn't think about anything, and he didn't know it himself.

When I got home, I had already left those redundant thoughts behind, and habitually walked to the desk and sat down, pulled out the script from the shelf, and read it carefully, thinking about what I was doing so much? Sure enough, it can only be quiet when I am engaged in work.