Although Lu Chan wore a hat and sunglasses, Lu Haomin still recognized Lu Chan at a glance, the figure that made him secretly proud and proud countless times, but parted ways, and could only be seen on TV, the face that was once immature, but now it has become mature and cold. As if crossing the boundaries of time, the child suddenly grew up, but he, the father, never participated in his life, and there was a deep bitterness and self-deprecation in his heart.

It took a while to react from the shaking of his mind, "Little ...... Xiao Chan ...... "Lu Haomin was a little restrained and hurriedly tidied up his clothes, and his eyes were slightly red when he looked at Lu Chan. Rubbing his clothes with his hand, he looked at Lu Chan and said a little crampedly: "Lu ...... Lu Chan, you are here, sit. He motioned with his hand to Lu Chan to sit opposite.

Seeing this, Lu Chan just pursed his lips slightly, his eyes under the sunglasses were still faint, he walked to the sofa opposite Lu Haomin and sat down, took off his hat and sunglasses, Lu Chan leaned lightly on the back of the chair, pulled his lips and chuckled: "Mr. Lu Haomin, I haven't seen you for a long time, but you are a lot older than back then." ”

Hearing this, Lu Haomin was slightly flustered, as if he didn't expect Lu Chan to say the latter sentence, and looked at Lu Chan with a little more complicated eyes, "Yes, haven't you grown up too." ”

The corners of Lu Chan's lips hooked up a faint mocking smile, and he didn't answer, just picked up the coffee in front of him and brewed it for a while, but it was still at room temperature, and took a sip, letting the bitterness spread in his mouth. said lightly: "Don't talk nonsense, let's get straight to the point, what did you ask me to come out of?"

"I ......" Lu Haomin stared at Lu Chan, his eyes flashed with emotion, his eyebrows were slightly condensed, his mouth opened and closed slightly, as if he wanted to say something, but he still didn't say it, and a thousand words finally turned into one sentence, "I just want to meet you." ”

Hearing this, Lu Chan's hand as he picked up the teacup paused slightly, and there was a moment of surprise in his eyes, but then there was a stronger look of sarcasm and disdain.

Lu Haomin tightened his knuckles on the wall of the teacup, suppressed the pain and self-blame in his heart, and said softly: "Although I know that I was sorry for you back then, I let you live outside alone at such a young age...... But I really regret it now.

Maybe when people reach middle age, they always think about their children and grandchildren, and the family can be happy together, and sometimes when they are with Ru Ping and them, they always think of you and think about what you are doing. Every time I see a picture of you as a child, I cry, really...... I was wrong, I shouldn't have been so decisive in the first place, and I don't ask you for forgiveness, but please give me a chance to make amends......"

"Bang!" A crisp and piercing sound of porcelain colliding interrupted Lu Haomin's words. "Huh...... Hahaha!" Lu Chan first chuckled in a low voice, then laughed louder and louder, and the more he laughed, the more crazy he became, and later, he was a little sickly and crazy. slammed the teacup on the table, and the spilled coffee spilled on the table.

"Forgive, make amends, don't tell me this kind of thing!"