Day 115 Returning home

After Wang Shi left, Wu Chao stood alone in front of the bed for a long time. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

He probably doesn't remember most of the things he had when he was a child, but he vaguely remembered that the tree guide had been to their house a few times.

But every time his father and Shu Dao chatted and chatted, they quarreled, and after a few quarrels, Shu Dao never went to his house again. After so many years, he and Director Shu often meet, and now they are in the same crew, but Director Shu has never mentioned the events of the year in front of him, nor has he asked any questions about his father, as if they never knew each other.

The tree guide is very good to him, but he can feel that he is good to him, and it is definitely not because the tree guide and his father know each other.

He felt that his father must know something about the person who exposed the scandal of Wang Shi's mother, otherwise Shudao would not always go to him during that time.

In the middle of the night, Wu drove home.

At twelve o'clock in the evening, the study on the second floor was still lit.

Wu Yan stood in front of the door and looked up at the lighted window on the second floor, and suddenly felt very uncomfortable. After so many years, he is actually very tormented, right?

Entering the house, Wu ran directly to the study on the second floor.

Knocked on the door gently, there were some hurried footsteps in the study, the door was quickly opened, and the person who opened the door glanced at Wu Chao who was standing at the door in surprise, and after a moment of joy, his eyes dimmed again.

I was looking forward to it, but I had to show a disgusted expression.

"Why are you coming back so late?"

Wu swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and finally said something that had been difficult to say for so many years.

"Dad, I miss you. ā€

Hearing this, Wu Jianxin's body suddenly froze there, and his vicissitudes of life looked at the son in front of him who was now a head taller than himself, although his expression was still cold, but his heart choked.

This is the first time he has called him dad since Wu went to college.

Usually when he quarrels, he is always shouting from Lao Wu and Lao Wu, even if the two of them speak calmly, he has never called Dad, let alone said something like missing him.

Although Wu Jianxin tried his best to make himself look like normal, Wu Chao still saw the surge in his heart.

The man in front of him did not have the coldness and seriousness of a few years ago, and there were some more vicissitudes between his eyebrows. After not seeing him for a long time, Wu Chao found that his face and forehead had been quietly carved by the years.

His face was wrinkled before, perhaps because he had never looked at him closely at that time, and he had not seen the traces of the old years clearly, which were obvious enough to make him think that he was about to be an old man.

It turns out that over the years, he has aged so much at once.

After being shocked, Wu Jianxin still said with some disgust.

"It's such an adult, what do you want to think. ā€

After saying that, he opened the door and walked into the house.

But Wu Chao clearly saw the fleeting smile on the corner of his mouth.

Wu smiled and followed.

"Dad, I have something to ask you. ā€

"I knew you wouldn't be coming back. ā€

Wu Ran scratched his head and smiled, and sat on the chair opposite Wu Jianxin's desk, a little pitiful as if he begged him to buy him a toy when he was a child.

"Dad, this is important to me, I want you to tell me without reservation. ā€

Wu Jianxin lowered his head to read the book, didn't even raise his head, and threw a sentence coldly.

"Hurry up and say something, leave quickly after asking, I'm going to rest." ā€

"Dad, what happened thirty years ago, why did Aunt An Ge die in the delivery room?"

The man who was reading the book raised his head at this time, but the gaze cast was obviously a little displeased.

"Why did you suddenly remember to ask about this?"

Wu paused for a moment, but finally decided to tell the story that Wang was still alive.

"Dad, in fact, Aunt Ange's son is not dead, he is still alive. ā€

"What did you say?"

Wu Jianxin asked, and the two eyes almost squeezed together because he couldn't believe it. He even suspected that it was not his son who was sitting in front of him, but a hallucination that had occurred after several days of severe sleep deprivation.

Wu Chao continued firmly, "I said his son is still alive. ā€

This time, Wu Jianxin stood up directly, and the hand that was originally holding the book shook suddenly, and he almost touched the book to the ground in a panic.

"How is that possible, where is he?"

Wu Lan shook his head, "I can't tell you now, but if you tell me what happened back then, I promise you that I will definitely bring him to see you after a while." ā€

Wu Jianxin still didn't believe it, "It's impossible, the doctor clearly said that their mother and son died." ā€

How is it possible to be alive?

He saw with his own eyes that the child was dead!

"The child did die at the time, but the child was not Aunt Ange's child, he was taken away by someone. ā€

Wu saw that the letter pestle was there, his eyes suddenly became a little dull, he tilted his head, looking at the ceiling, and also looking at the distant past that he hadn't remembered for a long time.

It's been thirty years, and he hasn't wanted to think about what happened back then.

Because he couldn't understand why the seven of them suddenly became more distant than strangers, and each of them began to do whatever it took to hurt each other.

He had always thought that the seven of them could fulfill their dreams together, and until the day they died of old age, they could sit together and look back on the past when they were young.

But everything seems to be too beautiful for him, under the dazzling light of the entertainment industry's attention and pursuit, they began to swell, and began to forget why they established Jiangbei Film and Television in the first place, and even more forgotten, their original intention when they first stepped into this circle.

So it was a matter of time before he turned against him, but he didn't expect that the turn against him would end with An Ge's death.

Wu Chao said again, "Dad, I really want to know about this. ā€

Wu Jianxin smiled bitterly, retracted his dull gaze, and there was more helplessness in his voice.

"What if you know? Could it be that you still want to turn over the events of thirty years ago?"

"Dad, if Aunt An Ge was wronged back then, then she would have borne so many years of infamy in vain. Although few people mention the events of that year anymore, that incident does exist, if we don't do something, no matter if it is another thirty or three hundred years, that incident will still be covered on Aunt Ange's body, and future generations will always misunderstand her when they mention her. ā€

Wu Jianxin said, "So you now know how dark the entertainment industry is, and the light that people see is just a place where the spotlight finds." But they didn't know what it was like backstage, before the actors didn't wear makeup and beautiful costumes. They couldn't see how the actors were intriguing backstage in order to stand on the stage and enjoy the cheers of the audience. They don't know how many people's heads the person standing on the stage walked on. ā€

After Wu Jianxin finished speaking, he let out a long breath, and his gaze at Wu Chao suddenly softened.

"You know now, right? Actually, you knew it three years ago, but you're still not reconciled. ā€

Wu nodded his head ran, he did not deny Wu Jianxin's words, there is nothing to deny, there is such a place in the entertainment industry.

But the entertainment industry is not all such a place, at least he is not a place like that. (To be continued.) )