When Chen Yufeng returned to his father's study again, it had been three days since the last time, and he saw that his father, who was sitting behind the desk, was bowing his head and confessing his sins and reading, and he didn't dare to disturb him, just waited quietly.

After a long time, Chen Zhiyuan looked up at his son, and saw that although his face was a little tired, his eyes were bright and shining, and asked, "Have you figured it out?" ”

"Figured it out." Chen Yufeng nodded and replied.

Since he went back that night and thought about it all night, Chen Yufeng has always been troubled by a question when he woke up the next day: you can't have both fish and bear's paws, when love and career can't be taken into account, does he want love or career? What kind of life does he want to live in the future? The choice now is important. His heart is constantly struggling, repeatedly torturing himself whether he wants love or career, this multiple-choice question is so difficult to answer, so he can't sleep, so he walked out of the house alone, these three days he wandered in the society to watch the world, from the daily fresh clothes of the elite and the successful people of the upper class to the middle-class young white-collar workers who work from 9 to 5 during the day, indulge in the confused passion at night, and then to the low-level grassroots people can only barely support their families. The poorest are the handicapped and the homeless who beg in the garden squares below the overpass, and sleep on the stone benches or in the shade of the trees in the squares at night.

These gave him a great shock to his soul, and he deeply felt that the gap between the rich and the poor can sometimes be suffocating, and the life of the rich and noble and the poor and the cheap is simply worlds apart. A kind of dignity swept the floor, lingering.

The world is bustling, all for profit, the world is bustling, all for profit.

Tai Shigong's words suddenly popped up in Chen Yufeng's mind, and all he fought for in the world was the word "fame and fortune".

Thinking of his dream since childhood and his father's high hopes for him, Chen Yufeng made up his mind violently, swept away the hesitation on his face for several days, and resolutely took a taxi home.

"Oh? Let's talk about it for Dad. Chen Zhiyuan's eyes lit up, and he looked straight at his son.

Chen Yufeng did not dodge, looked at him with his eyes, and said: "Love is just the spice of life, and fame and fortune are the main ingredients of life." ”

"And what are you going to do?" Chen Zhiyuan's eyes were still pressing, neither affirming nor denying the rights and wrongs of his words, he was more concerned about his son's final decision.

"Joining forces to create a legend." Chen Yufeng's eyes lit up in vain, and he spit out a sonorous and powerful word, making people clearly feel his ambition and strong self-confidence.

"Hahaha, good, good." Chen Zhiyuan suddenly laughed and praised repeatedly: "It is worthy of being my Chen Zhiyuan's son, not bound by the personal feelings of his children, and knowing how to make trade-offs is a good man of my Chen family, with an ambitious son like you, why is the Chen family not prosperous?" ”

Chen Yufeng's eyes were firm, and he said categorically: "I will definitely live up to my father's expectations, and I will definitely make Chen's Group stand at the forefront of world enterprises." ”

The son has lofty ambitions, and the father is naturally happy, Chen Zhiyuan's gaze at his son also softened, and said: "Okay, you are also tired these days, go back and have a good rest, and accompany me to celebrate Xia Lao's birthday tomorrow." ”

"Yes."

Chen Yufeng nodded and exited the study, turned around and looked up to see a quiet crescent moon in the night sky, sprinkling pieces of pure and clear brilliance, although it is not as bright as the sun to drive away the darkness, it can keep people away from impetuousness, the mood is quiet, and there was a sudden pain in his heart, he remembered Liu Qingwu, Liu Qingwu's smile is so pure as moonlight, so that he can always forget the troubles in his heart when he sees it, can he still see her smile in the future?

Chen Yufeng took out his mobile phone from his pocket, looked at the familiar number on the screen but didn't dial it for a long time, just stared quietly. For a long time, two bright and hot tears silently dripped from his eyes and slid down his cheeks, and they were blown away by the night breeze and scattered in the night, never to be seen again, leaving only two faint traces on the master's handsome face, proving that they had existed.

In the end, Chen Yufeng just sighed heavily, and put the mobile phone in his pocket again, what can he say when the call is connected? Want to explain? Relative to the results, all the explanations seem so pale and empty. Say he misses her and loves her? What's the point of talking about it when we can't be together anymore?

Forget it, it might be better to leave silently like this.