Anger, disappointment, deception......

Looking at his wife, who was crying and holding him, the man just threw her away. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

A person returns home, and the warmth of laughter and laughter once makes men feel lonely and terrible.

A cigarette was lit on the balcony, and the man smoked it one by one, and for some reason a lot of vague images appeared in his mind, like that dream, a young boy walked into a teahouse, and seemed to say something to the people in the teahouse.

His son woke up, and outside the balcony of the hospital, some memories suddenly returned, and the boy had exchanged his ten-year self for another person in the tea house.

The man turned to look at his "son", and remembered that the young man looked exactly like his son.

The son was soon discharged from the hospital, and he had already thought that when his son was discharged from the hospital, he would divorce the woman, who had discredited him and wore such a big green hat.

Unexpectedly, when he filed for divorce, his son suddenly pushed the door open, and the divorce agreement was shattered by the woman's heir.

Manly left the house, he walked alone in the night, and suddenly there was a lot of green smoke in front of him, and a long-haired man walked out in the green smoke, blocking the man's way.

The long-haired man was Jiu Ge.

"Hey, the ten-year appointment has arrived," Jiu Ge wore a blue shirt, black trousers, a well-proportioned and slender figure, a pair of brown eyes faintly glowing with golden light, but there was a chill all around him, "Your memories are almost all back." ”

"You, who are you?" The man was frightened by the sudden appearance of the man, and subconsciously took a few steps back.

"What are you hiding," Jiu Ge was a little impatient, and a pair of slender Danfeng eyes were full of disdain, "Have you remembered it Xia Weiran, oh no, when you made a contract with Nianhua, your name was Xia Geng." ”

Jiu Ge's words seemed to be a lit fuse, stringing together all the man's fragmented memories.

The man remembered that he was the one who signed the contract, but why, his identity was his father Xia Weiran.

"Hey, human, are you stupid?" Jiu Ge was a little displeased, no one had ever dared to be so unreasonable to the dragon, "I'm here to remind you, you still have three days to think about, and you have to make a choice after three days." ”

"Whether you want to recreate the identity of Xia Geng, or continue the current identity of Xia Weiran, you decide for yourself."

After finishing speaking, Jiu Ge turned to leave, and disappeared from the man's sight in just a few steps.

Xia Weiran lived in his office, and in the past three days, his wife took Xia Geng to the unit several times, crying or making trouble, Xia Weiran never came forward to explain, and gradually rumors spread in the unit

At most, it is not much different from the fact that he thinks - Xia Weiran, a poor old man, has raised children for fifteen years for other men.

The three days passed quickly, Xia Weiran had been staying in the unit, and no one knew what he was thinking.

His wife took Xia Geng to the unit to make trouble again, Xia Weiran vaguely heard the sound of his wife crying, and the intermittent crying made him a little upset.

Xia Weiran turned around and wanted to go to the tea for a cup of coffee, but saw his son around the corner.

Of course, Xia Geng also saw him.

"Dad," Xia Geng just called out softly to Xia Weiran in front of him.

This dad stimulated Xia Weiran, and he suddenly remembered what Jiu Ge said to him, whose identity is he living with, is it Xia Weiran's or Xia Geng's?

After all, one of the two has to be discarded.

A wave of hatred for no reason surged into Xia Weiran's heart, he remembered this place, it was here that his father left with an indifferent face.

Since my father abandoned me last time, how did you get my forgiveness?

Why do you live better than I do?

Xia Weiran walked past Xia Geng with an indifferent expression.

He made his choice, and the contract was completed.

It was another sunny day, and a teenager who looked like a junior high school student pushed open the wooden door of Nianhua.

The appearance of the young man is delicate and handsome. The short hair, bright eyes, and healthy complexion show the unique vitality of the teenager. It's just that the expression on his face is depressed.

The boy was a little surprised, this was his first time in this teahouse, originally he was just walking in the alley and got lost and wanted to ask for the way out, but he didn't expect this small shop to be so extraordinary.

"You're here again," Zhang Ziche looked at the young man in front of him and smiled slightly, "Welcome." ”

The young man was a little surprised, but he didn't say anything, just when Zhang Zi recognized the wrong person.

"Would you like something to drink?" Zhang Ziche asked after introducing the boy into his seat.

"Then Coke and toast slices." The boy said.

"You seem to be preoccupied," Zhang Ziche asked with a smile, "Why, how much homework is there now?" ”

The boy was stunned for a moment, and told his story with some distress.

"My name is Xia Geng......"

……

In the basement of Nianhua, under a willow, Yang Jinse opened a jar of aged daughter Hong, Zhang Ziche also sat opposite, Yang Jinse poured two glasses of wine, and put a few plates of side dishes on the ground.

"Do you say that Xia Weiran and Xia Geng are biological father and son?" Zhang Ziche was a little curious.

"Of course." Yang Jinse peeled a few peanuts and threw them to the little beast attracted by the smell of food.

"Xia Weiran can actually do a paternity test to determine his relationship with Xia Geng," Zhang Ziche was a little puzzled, "Then why does he have to leave?" ”

"There is such a sentence in the Book of Poetry," Yang Jinse shook the wine glass in his hand, and the wine under the moon folded the cold light, "Vote for me with a peach, and repay it with Qiong Yao." ”

"So what?"

"Then vote me for grief, what should I repay?" Yang Jinse drank all the wine in his hand, "You gave him a choice, Xia Geng can't repay his grievances with virtue, he just complains with grievances, that's all." ”

"It's just that I pity that woman," Yang Jinse poured another glass of wine, "I was innocent, but I suffered this misfortune." ”

With a tilt of his hand, all the wine in the cup was spilled on the ground, "Respect the poor woman of the world." ”

A green ball of light floated out of Xia Weiran's office, melodly through the streets and alleys, and fell into the basement of Nianhua.

"What kind of spirit will it become?" Seeing that the green ball of light gradually disappeared, Zhang Ziche was a little curious.

"I'm afraid I'm going to become a weeping banyan." Yang Jinse drank to himself and didn't look at the ball of light.

Weeping ficus, a plant that grows on other trees, clings to it and kills it.

Whether the tree is young, adult, or even twilight, it is dependent on others and cannot live alone.

A seedling grows and sprouts next to a pine tree, gradually clinging to it, sucking on other plants little by little.

Only care about yourself, who cares about anything else.