"Go slowly, Elder Ding, I will definitely bother when I have time," Zhengji smiled and waved at the old man's back. Fastest updates

sent Ding Lao away, and the three of them also got into Song Yu's red car.

"You've been waiting for me here?" Masaki felt like he was reincarnated as he looked at the endless flow of people on both sides of the street and the unique scenery of Yanjing around him.

"Well, Elder Ding told me that you would come back today," Song Yu, who was driving the car, looked at Zhengji in the back seat in the rearview mirror, and showed a gentle and elegant smile.

"I'm worried about you, you're okay during this time", Masaki exhaled softly, it feels good to be cared for.

"What's the matter, your sister Hu Yu is teary-eyed all day long, worried that you are suffering outside, don't you see her appearance when she was alone in Los Angeles, she doesn't think about tea and dinner, and the whole person is like being stupid," the corners of Song Yu's mouth curled slightly, and when she saw that Zhengji was fine, her heart was as sweet as honey.

Hearing Song Yu like this, Zhengji didn't speak yet, Hu Yu was anxious, "Sister Yu, what about you returning me, didn't you come to the United States as soon as possible, you kept asking for news all day long, and the whole person was abandoned several times."

The two of them were stunned, and suddenly their voices lowered, and they subconsciously looked at Masaki in the back seat.

And Zhengji is also looking at the two of them with blazing eyes, with an indescribable light flashing in his eyes, two girls, each with their own merits, Chunju and Qiuxiang, their faces are obviously emaciated, and he, how can he be so concerned and cared for by them.

Seeing Zhengji's gaze, Song Yu and Hu Yu's faces were obviously slightly red, and the atmosphere in the car suddenly became a little quiet, as if another wonderful emotion was brewing.

"In my life, perhaps the luckiest thing is to be able to get to know you," Masaki's voice sounded softly in the car, causing the two people in the front row to shake slightly.

"What about you, is it still smooth to cooperate with the police?" Hu Yu's heart was sweet, and he suddenly thought of something, looked at Zhengji and asked.

Zheng Jitou, "It's going well, the matter has been resolved", Zenxi Temple naturally can't be exposed, and Ding Lao also arranged a reasonable reason for his disappearance and cooperated with the police to go undercover to handle the case.

"That's good, during the period of your disappearance, not only us, but your fans and fans are really anxious, my sister's company will have fans praying for you every day, my sister is really anxious these days, on the one hand, I am worried about you, and on the other hand, I have to maintain the ** impact of your disappearance on the company," Hu Yu said.

Zheng Jitou, the news that he is fine has not spread, except for a few people close to him, most of the people still think that they are missing now, and the concern of fans also moved him a little, "I'm back, everything will return to normal soon, and you don't have to work so hard."

Suddenly, Song Yu's mobile phone rang.

"Hey, oh, hello uncle and aunt, he's back safely, I'll give him the phone now", hearing the voice on the other side of the earpiece, Song Yu subconsciously sat upright, with a sweet smile on his face.

Took the mobile phone handed by Song Yu, and saw the caller ID on the mobile phone screen, Zhengji pursed his lips, at this moment he actually had a feeling of homesickness in his heart, and there was a slight tremor in his stable palm, "Hey!"

There was a heartbreaking silence on the other end of the line, and a low sobbing was faintly heard on the other end of the line, and after a long time, a trembling voice with a little forced crying and excitement came.

"Zheng'er?!Is it really you?"

It's like an echo in the hollow, like the sound of the waves in the ocean, in the ears of Masaki, there is no sound, there is just the familiar voice that can no longer be familiar, and even makes him want to cry, I thought

"Mom! It's me! I'm back safely, nothing!" Masaki heard the voice closest to him, and his voice was slightly out of tune.

"It's okay, it's okay, it's okay! If you have anything, it's going to kill your mother! Tell your mother, where are you now?" Li Xuemei's eager voice came from the earpiece and echoed in the quiet car.

"the kid, Zheng'er is really back, let me have a few words with him!" A slightly low voice also sounded in the earpiece, as if there was a male voice beside Li Xuemei, and when Zhengji heard it, he knew that it was his father.

"You wait!" Li Xuemei was willing to let the phone call, and choked Zheng Xueping without looking back.

"Mom, I just got off the plane now, in Yanjing," Masaki listened to his parents' familiar voices, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"Yanjing, okay, you wait, your father and I will go down tonight! Stink, wait for us honestly, don't run anywhere", Li Xuemei's firm and unquestionable voice came from the earpiece, and she was going to come directly to him.

"What are you still doing in a daze, get ready to go and buy a ticket!" Li Xuemei's voice continued to come from the earpiece, seemingly urging Zheng Xueping next to her.

Zhengji looked at the time, thought for a while and said: "Okay!Mom, you must pay attention to safety on the road, don't worry, I'm not going to leave Yanjing, I'll pick you up at the airport at night," Erxing Qianli's mother was worried, he could understand his parents' current mood, and naturally he would not object, not to mention that he was not without conditions to let his parents live well here, so he should be a trip after the reunion.

In the chatter, Zhengji's parents were reluctant to hang up on the other end of the phone, as if they were worried that as soon as the phone was broken, Zhengji would disappear again, from his food, clothing, housing and transportation, to settle down to obey the traffic rules at the traffic light, no matter how big or small, it seemed that the mother who had been scared once was eager to settle all the potential dangers to Zhengji, until Song Yu's mobile phone lit up with a low battery prompt half an hour later, and then reluctantly hung up.

"After the news that you were okay some time ago, I talked to my uncle and aunt, and they were very happy to find out, and since then, they have called every day to ask about you, and it can be seen that they love you very much," Song Yu's voice sounded, looking at Masaki's expression from the rearview mirror.

Zhengji's heart was shocked, the love of parents, like the tide of the sea, completely melted his heart, there is a kind of love, it is wordless, it is serious, at the time often can not be detailed, however, it makes you experience more and more in the days to come, the more flavorful, a lifetime can not forget, it is the broad and boundless love of parents for their children. This kind of love is actually quite simple. It's like liquor, spicy and fiery, making people get drunk in it; It's like coffee, bitter and mellow, and it's easy to invigorate; It is like tea, bland and intimate, making people naturally fresh; It's like a bonfire, it's warm but intimidating, and it's easy to excite yourself.

"Thank you, Yu, for comforting them in these days when I'm away," Masaki raised his head and looked at Song Yu sincerely.

"It's okay, we're all family, aren't we? Your parents, naturally my uncles and aunts, are what I should do", Song Yu smiled elegantly, looking into Masaki's eyes from the rearview mirror.

"Family?" Hu Yu, the co-pilot, was slightly stunned, and then thought of a possibility, his heart ached, as if he had been torn apart, and as if the most beloved thing had been taken away, he forced out a smile and looked at the two, "Are you married?"

Hearing Hu Yu's words, Zhengji was stunned, and Song Yu in the cab laughed out loud.

"You misunderstood, my relationship with Zhengji has not yet reached that point, he and my grandfather are godfathers and grandsons, so we are naturally a family", Song Yu smiled and patted Hu Yu's legs, and when she saw her pale cheeks, her heart was already like a mirror.

"Oh, so that's it, no, it's nothing", Hu Yu seemed to feel Song Yu's gaze observing him, his cheeks flushed slightly, and he lowered his head.

The wheels are rolling, this first stop, naturally is Song's hometown, coming to Yanjing, Song Lao is indispensable to visit, not only because of his identity, but more importantly, Song Lao's contribution to his matter, of course, also because as Song Lao's godgrandson, the younger generation, this is also an indispensable etiquette for political discipline.

The vermilion gate, still with a majestic style, is not much different from the last time Masaki left, but in Masaki's eyes, everything seems to be different from people, just a few months, but he feels like he has experienced a few years, "Freemasonry", "Mysterious Base", "Zen Temple", "Reincarnation Eye", too many things need to be slowly precipitated and digested, adjusted his emotions, Masaki walked out of the car with the same smile.

Hu Yu also got out of the car, looking at the vermilion gate at the door, and the majestic stone lions on both sides, and more importantly, she even saw the armed police soldiers standing on both sides of the door with guns, and couldn't help swallowing her saliva, slightly nervous, she had some understanding of the background of Song Yu's family, but it was precisely because of this understanding that made her more stressed, because every time she thought of the old man she was about to meet, she was unconsciously nervous, the founding father, one of the few veterans, and Huaguo was known as the god of war。

"Let's go, beard, don't be nervous, my grandfather is a very kind old man," the attentive Song Yu saw Hu Yu's embarrassment and comforted with a smile.

Hu Yutou glanced at the back of Zhengji in front of him, took a breath gently, pressed the apprehension in his heart, and walked into the Song family's compound side by side with the two.

"Hahaha! You are back, I hear you are very majestic!" A loud and hearty voice came from the hall, an old man in a Tai Chi suit, walking out in a sassy spirit, the wrinkles on his face were deeper in the smile, but he could see that the joy that emanated from the bottom of his heart was Song Lao.

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