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It was about two o'clock when I came home drunk.

Unexpectedly, my son was still playing games in the lobby on the first floor. Normally, he would go back to his room to play, so that even if he played until dawn, no one would care about him. This handsome young man with a height of 1.80 meters has never gone to bed early. He was a junior in college and drove millions of cars to class every day. The girlfriend changed the tires faster than his car. To be honest, I don't like any of his behaviors. However, as he grew older, I felt that it became more and more difficult to discipline him. It wasn't until he was an adult that I finally realized that I had completely failed as a father. I've taught a lot of people how to do things, and I now manage hundreds of people. But I never had the same powerlessness and deep frustration as I did in the face of my own son. This makes us father and son less and less topical, less and less common. I also had to pay more and more attention to his personal emotions and feelings.

"Dad. ”

My son called out to me. I nodded and sat down on the couch next to him. It's normal to think that I haven't slept in this situation, but won't play games or watch TV in the lobby. This is clearly waiting for me. In the past experience, this should be no money to spend, or something to do, and it is up to me, the old man, to come forward.

My son stopped the game, turned off the stereo, got up and poured me a glass of water and placed it on the coffee table in front of me. I was about to ask him what was in trouble, but I realized that he was a little different than usual. He sat quietly across from me, without the anxious, restless mood he used to have.

I immediately swallowed back the reproach that came to my lips and asked him instead, "Haven't slept yet?"

"Hmm. ”

My son nodded, put his hands on his tall knees, and answered me, but there was no more, silent.

I reached for the glass on the table and took a big sip of water, put it down, and waited for him to speak. I watched him and tried to speak a few times, but I was too timid to mention it. Occasionally looking up at me, my eyes flickered and flickered.

"Want to talk to me about your mother?"

The son smiled wryly when he heard this, "You always guess. ”

"What do you want to say?"

The son rubbed his hands together and rubbed them together. Under my direct gaze, my face quickly turned red. "Dad, you can't do that to Mom... ”

"What did I do to your mother?"

My son's face turned even redder because of nervousness.

"What did I do to your mother?"

I pressed again, a little angry in my heart, and my tone became a little aggressive.

"She... You... ”

"Look at you!" I was really angry, glaring at him, "I can't say a word. Besides, what did I do to your mother? Isn't it just a quarrel -- you don't care about our adult business, little ones!"

"Dad!"

My son was anxious, and his red eyes glared at me, which was a little scary. "I'm an adult too! You don't always look like you're the biggest, okay?"

I looked up at my son in surprise and saw that he was in tears.

"Yes, you're the best, we're all stupid! We're stupid! But it's not all up to you! It's not everything you think is, it's just how it is!"

I was stunned.

"Mom, you can see through the thoughts of me and Ling'er, don't you? But do you really understand us? Have you ever experienced our feelings one day?"

My son got up, left me with tears in his eyes, and ran upstairs.

I was stunned for a long time before I responded, and turned my head to call "Son... ”。 I only heard the loud cry of my son's voice coming from upstairs, getting farther and farther away. Finally I heard a loud bang of the door closing.

Several dogs outside the building barked wildly, and all the lights in the villa were brightened by voice control. In the confusion, I heard hurried footsteps upstairs, followed by the sound of my daughter-in-law banging on the door. Then, I felt someone walking by. I looked up and saw the nanny Aunt Feng with a worried look on her face. "What's wrong?" she asked me.

I shook my head, still unable to recover from the huge emotional shock - when did my son become like a warrior?

The sound of thumping footsteps came from upstairs, and soon came to me.

"Are you really crazy? What did you do to your son?"

My daughter-in-law glared at me through gritted teeth, and Aunt Feng quickly pulled her aside and hugged her with both hands.

I didn't speak, still digesting my emotions.

"Drunken madness, isn't it?"

The daughter-in-law clearly smelled the smell of alcohol in the air.

Feeling lost, I looked up at my daughter-in-law. "You see, this is the son you taught. If you can't win a war, you cry your nose. ”

I picked up my coat on the couch, got up and walked to the door. I didn't look at my daughter-in-law.

"Let's go!"

My daughter-in-law yelled behind me, "If you have the ability, don't come back in the future!"

As I opened the door and went out, I heard the sound of something breaking behind me.

"What do you think you are! You're a beggar! a clown!"

My heart was cut like a knife, and tears flowed down my face.

I went to the garage, got into the car, turned on the engine, refueled and slowly left the villa.