After Zhang Yi realized this, his originally flustered heart calmed down a little. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

He tried to use his own understanding to persuade his father, who was caught in self-blame: "There are many ways to compensate, and it doesn't have to be back in the family, right? ”

The father raised his head, and his eyes made Zhang Yi feel strange and scared.

It was a kind of irrational madness, red blood in the whites of the bursting eyes that were about to come out because of the emotional riot.

"I can't sleep, I can't sleep, I just think, nothing has happened." The excited Zhang Qing was tightly grasped by Zhang Yi, but the desperately shaking body made Zhang Yi feel very difficult.

But he didn't dare to let go at all, "Dad, listen to me, Dad, you calm down first, don't be afraid, it's okay, nothing happened, I'll listen to you, okay?" ”

Zhang Yi was so frightened that his teeth clenched, but he still tried to say comforting words to his father.

No matter how mature he is, he is only a sixteen or seventeen-year-old boy, and in the face of his out-of-control father, the fear in his heart is like a black mountain, which makes him not only breathless, but even feels like the sky is about to fall.

"Listen to me, won't you?" In the comfort of his son, Zhang Qing also slowly realized that his emotions were wrong, and tried to take a deep breath and adjust himself.

"Yes, you said how to compensate, I'll talk to her, the family is fine, and it's the same as before, okay?" In order to bring back his collapsed father, Zhang Yi is willing to agree to anything.

The green tendons on Zhang Qing's forehead jumped suddenly, and Zhang Yi was so frightened that he used his hands to try to smooth them out.

"Dad, take a deep breath, come, don't worry, let's go to her tomorrow and talk to her well......" Zhang Yiqiang held back the fear in his heart, followed Zhang Qing's wishes, and quieted him down little by little.

Then take him by the hand, slowly return to the room, and lie down.

Just about to turn around and go to the living room to pour water for him, he grabbed him, "I'm sorry, son, I don't know what's wrong with me, I'm sorry." ”

Zhang Yi's long-suppressed emotions almost collapsed, tears rolled in his eyes, he took a deep breath and held back.

took his father's hand, squatted down, and looked at him, "Dad, we will always be a family, don't say sorry like that." Shall I go and pour you a glass of water first, and then talk slowly, okay? ”

Zhang Qing closed his eyes tiredly, nodded lightly, and waited for Zhang Yi to go out, a tear slowly slipped down the silver stubble of his sideburns, hidden in the pillow.

Those silver hairs all grew out suddenly before they were put down to Gao Shizhuang.

After getting up, Zhang Yi's tears finally couldn't stop falling.

Deep breathing has become his habitual action today, that is, to release emotions, but also to be silent.

Fear of causing a psychological burden on the father.

Taking advantage of the pouring of water, he wiped off the traces of tears, put on a smile again, and fed Zhang Qing to drink water.

He took off his coat and climbed on his father's bedside, just like when he was a child, two fathers and sons got together to read a storybook.

Zhang Qing stretched out his arms and hugged his son in his arms.

"Since the last time you sneaked away, I came back to you to coax you to sleep, and I haven't hugged you like this again." Zhang Qing sighed.

Zhang Yi's body shook instinctively, which was a pain he didn't dare to recall at all.

Zhang Qing's heart also twitched, and he quickly opened the topic, "Do you remember the story I told you?" ”

Zhang Yi pretended to be relaxed, and joked with a smile, "You have told me more stories, which one?" ”

It's as if the scene just now didn't happen at all.

"The story of a pony crossing the river and almost drowning." After Zhang Qing finished speaking, he turned his head to look at his son's expression, wanting to see something from it.

Zhang Yi's heart was actually twitching painfully, but he still had to pretend to be calm.

Since when did the originally warm world of father and son become like this?

Even the originally beautiful memories have to become a weapon for the father and son to hurt each other because of her.

The anger in my heart is like a volcano bursting from the bottom of the sea, but my father's gaze is like the strong pressure of the sea, struggling to suppress the crater.

In the end, his anger compromised at his father's plea.

"Dad, I promised you that if you think it would be happier, you can take them back, just like the parents who didn't give up saving the ponies?" Zhang Yi's face at this time was calm and there was no trace of it.

Zhang Qing's heart was relieved, as long as his son did not refuse, this matter would be easy to do.

In fact, Zhang Yi's thinking speed at this time has reached its peak.

My father is sick, and it has become an ironclad fact!

But how, when, for what reason, and what to do next......

All the questions are like a ball of hemp swirling in his head, he wants to find his head, and he has to peel it out little by little along the train of thought.

Also, he needs a doctor, which is no longer a problem he can solve.

With his father's current state, he must not be willing to admit that he is sick and unwilling to accept the doctor's treatment.

The most important thing is that the father is completely unstimulated, especially about the woman.

He had already let go of his hatred, but at this time, a violent leopard appeared in his heart, angrily trying to find an outlet and vent his anger and helplessness.

"Well, how about I go see her tomorrow?" Because of his son's compromise, Zhang Qing finally stopped forcing him to call Liu Ran his mother.

"Okay, she has to go to work tomorrow, I'll make an appointment first, do you need me to accompany you?" Zhang Yi turned his head and asked.

In fact, in my head, it's all about what to do? What to do?

I just made it clear to her in the morning that the next time I talk to my father about divorce, how will I solve it when we meet tomorrow?

At this time, he was really helpless and wronged in his heart.

But the reality forced him to bear and solve.

Zhang Qing shook his head, his eyes were full of vulnerability, but with a hint of stubbornness, "You just send me over, I'm afraid she doesn't want to see me." ”

In fact, Zhang Yi was so angry that he wanted to vomit blood, it wasn't you who did the wrong thing, what was there to be afraid of?

He didn't know that the man who had been betrayed in his marriage had long since lost confidence in himself, let alone his personal charm!

Zhang Qing's mentality at this time is even "What is love?" Zhang Yi, who is ignorant, can't understand and understand at all.

In the process of testing each other and compromising each other, time has slipped quietly.

"Would you like to take another break, or would you get up and help me make lunch?" Zhang Yi glanced at the alarm clock at the bedside and asked while putting on his clothes.

"I'll lie down for a while, my head hurts a little, and I'm going to work hard for you today." Zhang Qing rubbed his temples, and his body slid down slightly, letting the whole person get into the quilt.

Zhang Yi helped him pull the quilt, took the door, and went to the kitchen.

For lunch, Zhang Yi cooked very sumptuously, and the two of them prepared three dishes and one soup, which was very luxurious in this era.

When Zhang Qing got up and saw it, he was also surprised.

"I'm in a good mood when I'm cooking today, so I'll make two more, let's have a drink, how about it?"

In fact, Zhang Yi is worried about his father's body, thinking that he can supplement more nutrition, and from tomorrow, a tough battle is about to begin.

I suggested drinking some alcohol because I thought that I could use alcohol so that my father could sleep more in the afternoon.

While chatting just now, he saw his father's sunken eyes, and Tie Qing's dark circles, not to mention the red bloodshots.

No wonder he said he hadn't slept well in a long time.