"Dad......"

"What's the matter?"

"I'll be home in two days. It's too hot in the summer, and the air conditioner in the dormitory is broken, so I'd better go home for the summer vacation and not stay at school. ”

"Call me when you get to the station, and I'll pick you up."

"Got it. That's right, Dad. ”

"Huh?"

“…… When it's hot, take a break. ”

"Hmm." On the other end of the phone, my father replied in a muffled voice, "Got it." It's okay. ”

After speaking, the phone hung up.

At the other end, in the corridor outside the university dormitory, my son scratched his hair in some distress, and finally sighed, pushed the door and walked into the air-conditioned dormitory, and said to the three roommates: "I don't stay at school to play games with you, I'm going home." Let's talk about it then. ”

"Alas, there's no way, the air conditioner in the bedroom is broken~" Among the roommates, someone laughed.

"! Are you eavesdropping on me?! The son was angry, and a little embarrassed to be exposed.

"Eavesdropping! Can this broken door be soundproofed?! Who told you not to run away on the phone? Forget it, I'm getting ready to go home, so I won't worry about you. Uh-huh, the air conditioner is broken, which is a good reason. ”

"A bunch of awkward ghosts, it's me, and I'm just saying, 'Dad, I miss you.'"

"Less bragging!"

On the other end of the phone, the father put away the phone and continued to be busy with the work in his hands, full of sweat, but a smile appeared on his face that looked a little dirty, and even his spirit was a lot more uplifted, and the original fatigue was swept away.

He knows that his son's favorite idol is Ye Yu, and he is excited every time he talks about his idol's deeds during the New Year, his son hasn't watched the Spring Festival Gala for many years, but last year he watched it because of Ye Yu, and he was as excited and happy as when he watched the Spring Festival Gala when he was a child.

Therefore. When his son returned to school after the winter vacation, he secretly paid attention to Ye Yu.

There is a generation gap between them, and they can't talk together in many places, so he wants to find a common topic, thinking that his son can talk about more things when he comes home next time.

If the son asks. Why did he chase stars, he had already found a reason - whether it was a novel or a song, Ye Yu had some works that were very suitable for middle-aged people, so he also chased stars. Oh, and by the way, there's also the recently hit "Amorous Swordsman Ruthless Sword".

Because of his attention to Ye Yu, a micro-movie called "Father" naturally caught his attention.

If I'm not mistaken, today seems to be the release time of the "Father" micro-movie, right?

"This stinky boy. It's awkward. It's just like him and me! ”

……

"I always ask for you, but I never say thank you

It wasn't until I grew up that I realized that it wasn't easy for you."

In a certain company, during the lunch break, the notebook in front of me was playing the father and son chapter of the "Father" micro-movie.

As soon as the music sounded, the emotions that had been brewing before suddenly erupted, and Jiang Ze suddenly felt that his nose was so sour, and his throat was so sour. It was uncomfortably sore, and his eye sockets quickly moistened.

In the feelings of this world. The most simple is probably the silent father's love.

Pay silently, not good at words.

And the lyrics of this song are also very simple, so simple that it is sad.

At this moment, the office, which was originally a little noisy because of chatting, seemed to be quieter.

"Every time I leave, I always pretend to be relaxed

Smile and say go back, turn around and wet your eyes with tears"

Scenes from my memory came to mind. Jiang Ze was a little distracted.

The chaotic memories flickered quickly, but in the end, they were frozen on a back.

Father's back.

Since he was a child, he first went to school and left home, then went to work and left home, every time his father sent him away. He always saw his father's back when he looked back, but he couldn't see his father's expression.

Before, he thought it was nothing, but now he felt so uncomfortable, and his heart was panicked.

The mother's reluctance is written on his face, and the father's reluctance is written on his back.

"I want to be the same as before, holding your warm palm

But you're not by my side, let the breeze take you to your health."

In a trance, Jiang Ze seemed to see two figures, one large and one small, holding hands and walking into the distance.

These two figures, he is very familiar.

This is forever precious in his memory, and it is also forever precious in his father's memory.

His eyes were so hot and sour, Jiang Ze couldn't help but secretly raise his hand and wipe his eyes.

"Time slows down, don't let you get old anymore

I am willing to exchange everything I have for your long stay

Dad, who is strong in his life, what can I do for you

Insignificant concern, take it

……”

Suddenly, with the arrival of the climax of the song, the memories opened the floodgates, and they couldn't stop it.

There are also tears that can't be stopped.

"! I'm going to be laughed at this time! Jiang Ze couldn't help but think so while wiping his tears with his hands.

What he didn't notice, however, was that the entire office was quiet by now.

Only the song drifted, confusing thoughts and turning over memories.

One after another, sobs were faintly heard in many corners.

……

“……

Thank you for everything you do and hold up our home with both hands

Always do everything you can and give me the best

Am I your pride, are you still worried about me?

Your child, grow up."

In the station, passengers looking strangely at a man sitting in a waiting seat.

A man wearing headphones, watching a movie with his phone in one hand, and wiping tears with the other.

……

In the villa, Tang Ziqin pulled out a few tissues fiercely, wiped his tears, and scolded in his mouth: "That stinky bastard, I cried when I sang......"

After wiping away her tears, Tang Ziqin thought about it, picked up her mobile phone and dialed her father.

"Maomao, is there something wrong?" Over there, Tang Fu's voice came.

Tang Ziqin pursed his lips and did not speak.

"Hello? Maomao? What's wrong? Is it a bad signal? After a while, Tang Fu's voice came again, a little puzzled and a little nervous.

"Dad, I've been ignorant all these years, and I've caused you a lot of trouble." Tang Ziqin pursed his lips, originally wanted to say "I'm sorry", but when the words reached his throat, he turned to say, "Thank you." ”

Fathers don't want to hear "I'm sorry."

"This ......" Tang Fu was slightly stunned, then laughed, and said, "You stupid girl, I'm your father, I don't support you, who will support you?" ”

"Come back early from work today, and I'll sing you a song."

"Well, well, okay, no problem. The meeting time is almost up, so I'll hang up first. Tang Fu hurriedly hung up the phone.

His daughter is a singer, and he is afraid that his daughter will hear the strangeness of his voice, because he now feels that his throat is a little sour and a little blocked.

Reached out and wiped his eyes, wet.

Picking up the photo frame on the table and looking at the photo of his daughter in the frame, Tang Fu couldn't help laughing, smiling and laughing, his eyes were wet again.

This stupid girl, my father was born to support his daughter.

- (To be continued.) )