One day, as soon as Han Zhihuan saw off his sister Han Jingying in the office, he unexpectedly welcomed his father.

My father was chic by nature, and although his career was thriving by him, he himself did not come to the company often. Visiting Han Zhihuan's office in person is even more unique.

Han Zhihuan replied casually, "Come in", but did not take his eyes off the tablet for the first time. After a few seconds, I dropped the pen in my hand and was surprised to find that it was my father.

Han Zhihuan hurriedly got up.

"Sit, sit, sit. I was passing by, and I thought that you had been designing here recently, so I stopped by to see you. Han Zhihuan's father, Da Ra, sat on the sofa.

How dare Han Zhihuan ask Dazhen to sit firmly behind the desk, but help his father make a cup of big red robes by himself.

"Have you met recently, have you met ......?" the father stopped talking.

Han Zhihuan's hand shook, and a few drops of hot water shook out of the cup.

"Are you nervous?" said his father lightly, but Han Zhihuan listened to it with shock. Things were moving so fast that he wasn't nervous. As soon as the front foot sent Baba away to see An Cairui's sister, the back foot ushered in a father who had something to say. As Jingying said, love is not an unsightly thing, the key is that An Cairui doesn't know anything.

"I, indeed, was surprised, I didn't expect the news to spread so quickly. Han Zhihuan stabilized his mind, sat on the sofa on the other side next to his father, and smiled solemnly.

His father looked at him with a look like water, and he didn't see the waves.

"I'm really a little nervous, Sister Jingying was also clamoring to see her just now, and my father also heard about what came for her. ”

"I've heard something. ”

My father's hand holding the teacup trembled slightly. Han Zhihuan saw it in his eyes and was shocked in his heart. He hurriedly looked up at his father, thinking that he was uncomfortable, but saw that his father was still squinting unhappily, as if he was waiting for him to continue.

Could it be that people who are a little older are not very stable?

Han Zhihuan pursed his lips: "Speaking of shame, I haven't made it clear to her yet." ”

The father's chest was visibly heaving, although his face was as usual.

Is his love story so fascinating? Why do you feel that your father is trying his best to capture every word of his own?

In return, since my father wants to know, I might as well confess: "It's only in the past few days that I realized my heart for her." Since my father is also concerned, I have decided to confess to her tonight. ”

The father seemed to be slow to react, slowly glanced at Han Zhihuan, and nodded solemnly.

"What's her name?" asked my father.

"An Cairui. ”

"How did you meet her?"

......Out of selfishness, Han Zhihuan didn't want to tell his father that when he first met An Cairui, An Cairui was looking for death because of his broken love. But Han Zhihuan, who has always been down-to-earth, lacks the wit to cover up this embarrassing episode. Therefore, I hesitated to answer unconsciously.

Seeing that his face was flustered, Han Zhihuan's father's face sank.

Get up and leave with a flick of your sleeves. Although he was not angry, his face was obviously unhappy.

Han Zhihuan looked at his father in embarrassment and left without saying a word - his father has always disliked worldly greetings, and it has happened that he left by himself with interest, but there has never been a time like this time, which made Han Zhihuan feel uneasy.

He wanted to catch up, but he didn't know what to say or what he could say after catching up.

I had to watch my father leave with trepidation. The father's back does not seem to be as straight as it was in his impression.

Han Zhihuan could no longer sit down and design quietly. took out his mobile phone and wanted to call An Cairui, but he felt that he had just called, and his mood was unstable, so after thinking about it a few times, he put down his mobile phone suddenly. I'm afraid that the "confession tonight" mentioned to my father will also be postponed.

Han Zhihuan was unusually upset.

He got up and left the office and drove to Xiangsheng Yujiangwan in Wujiaochang. However, the apartment there was quiet, and Han Zhihuan walked to the kitchen, to the balcony, to the large room where the small dress was placed, and for the first time felt that the house was so empty. I sat and walked for half an hour, and finally left with regret.

With nowhere to be lyrical, Han Zhihuan drove home.

When you open the door and enter the house, you sensitively capture the strange atmosphere. When I walked through the entrance, I saw my father there.

It's the second time I've met my father in one day. It wasn't this that shocked him, but that his father seemed to be angry, and he saw it really, or at least angrily.

The moment the father and son's eyes intertwined, they were a little surprised by each other. Father even had a noticeable gesture of raising his hand to look at his watch.

Well, Han Zhihuan knows that it's only five o'clock, and it's not yet time to get off work.

When Han Zhihuan looked at his father again, his father had already restrained his anger and returned to the appearance of still water flowing deep without seeing joy, anger and sorrow.

The father didn't say hello, got up and paced to the door.

Han Zhihuan respectfully followed behind his father, sent his father out, and habitually bowed down to say goodbye when his father stepped out of the threshold. As everyone knows, the moment he bent down and lowered his head, his father unexpectedly glanced back at him, looking at his gaze, which was a little sad.

Father is gone. Han Zhihuan returned to the living room and saw that his mother seemed to have cried.

Speaking of which makes Han Zhihuan embarrassed, his father and mother, who are obviously fifty or sixty years old, are like young people falling in love for the first time, especially their mother, who is resentful, lamenting, and involuntarily. It is said that the shelf life of true love is 18~30 months, why is the mother's "chemical cocktail" like a magic spring, and it has been produced for a long time? !

Han Zhihuan silently went to the refrigerator to get a dry ice pack, wrapped it in a soft towel, and handed it to his mother. This work was originally done by my aunt, but recently my aunt vowed to marry herself, but unexpectedly encountered a busy work schedule and went on business trips one after another, but she spent less time at home. I had the misfortune to witness it today, so I had to take care of the aftermath.

It's just that I don't know this time, my father and mother have collapsed for some trivial matter.

And, should I go to my father's house in person to ask my father to be tolerant and kind to my mother like last time?

Han Zhihuan was thinking wildly, and after a while, he realized that his mother was trembling.

"Mom, what's wrong with you?" Han Zhihuan stroked his mother's shoulder.

"He, he actually suspects, suspects that my son is secretly hiding his ......" The mother was stunned, crying and saying, talking and talking, and looked at Han Zhihuan in horror as if she had suddenly woken up.

Han Zhihuan couldn't hear clearly, but when he suddenly saw his mother looking at him like this, it was even more inconvenient to think about it, so he looked confused.

"Do you know or don't you know?"

"What is Mommy asking?"

Han Zhihuan's mother, Tang Yunrou, opened her mouth a few times, but she couldn't speak. Ask what? Do you know that your father is not your father's biological son? Do you know that your father is looking for his own daughter? Do you know and hide the daughter he is looking for, as he said?

Which sentence can be asked of these questions?