Violin!

This really stumped Mu Chun, let alone performing in front of people, even if it was just to avoid pulling like wood, don't think about it without years of hard work. Mu Chun reached out and touched his forehead, the sweat hadn't come out yet, but he didn't know how to react.

Resolutely refused, right?

No, not the best way.

Otherwise, find a reason to say that I don't want to play the violin today, Shining and Gong Hai play really well, Dad won't be ugly, Dad's level is also the level of the youth activity center for a few years, and it can't be compared with the current children.

Or rush into the toilet and say that you have diarrhea, and if you are not feeling well, you can always use it as an excuse.

"It's just a good song, and I envy that I can play such a thing with my father." Twinkle stuffed the little piece into Mu Chun's hand.

"Ah, it's time to eat."

Just when Mu Chun didn't know what to do, Bai Lu urged everyone to prepare for dinner, and when she heard that there was food to eat, she immediately turned to Gong Hai and said, "Eat, Xiaohai, I'm so hungry, my stomach is hungry." ”

"Okay, let's have dinner then." Gong Hai replied.

Mu Chun breathed a sigh of relief and looked at Bai Lu gratefully, Bai Lu winked at him, and was busy greeting the child again.

"Twinkle doesn't know anything, I'm so embarrassed." Luo Yang walked up to Mu Chun and explained to his son awkwardly.

Mu Chun immediately responded: "This can't be blamed on Shining, I will have to face this matter sooner or later." ”

"That, because I didn't have time to prepare, so we bought these at a nearby restaurant on the way to the road just now, heated it up, and ate it." Bai Lu said as she handed out the plates.

Gong Hai suddenly got up from his seat and snatched the Japanese-style cherry blossom bowl from Bai Lu's hand, Bai Lu originally thought that such a feminine bowl should be the most suitable for her, this family is full of men, no one will want to use this bowl.

Gong Hai snatched the bowl over, and then said embarrassedly: "I'm sorry, Teacher Bai Lu, this is a bowl used by Dad, and no one can use it." After speaking, Gong Hai ran back to the kitchen with the bowl in his hand and put the bowl in the cupboard.

Ding Jiajun looked at Mu Chun, and Bai Lu asked directly, "Isn't this?" Already awake? ”

Mu Chun nodded, and then said, "Let's eat well, if he doesn't mention it, we shouldn't know." ”

The meal was eaten quietly, and Twinkle noticed that everyone at the table had something on her mind, and she became quiet.

After the meal, Luo Yang was worried that Shining would say something wrong again, so he made an excuse that he wanted to go home early.

"Okay, then we'll contact us on WeChat, anyway, we can meet again at the New Year's performance and awards ceremony in a week." Gong Hai politely sent Luo Shanshan to the elevator entrance, and then returned to the house.

"Xiaohai, do you feel any discomfort?" Ding Jiajun asked with concern.

"My dad and I have a few words to say." Gong Hai walked up to Mu Chun and grabbed Mu Chun's arm, "Dad, I'm ......"

Ding Jiajun looked at Gong Hai and tried to comfort him: "That Xiaohai, it's okay, if there is anything uncle, uncle will take care of you." ”

"Thank you, Uncle Seven, I still have something to say to my dad." Gong Hai looked at Ding Jiajun seriously and calmly, and Ding Jiajun could only nod and glanced at Mu Chun with concern when he left the sofa.

Mu Chun waved his hand to him, "I also have something to say to Xiaohai, why don't you help Teacher Bai Lu wash the dishes together?" ”

The kitchen door opened, and after the kitchen door closed, only Gong Hai and Mu Chun were left in the living room.

Gong Hai took a photo of him and his father from the piano and put it in front of Mu Chun.

"I'm sorry, I've always been reluctant to admit it, so ......" Gong Hai lowered his head and tears rolled down.

"Xiaohai, I've never been good enough, if you need me, I'll always be there." Mu Chun said softly.

Gong Hai snorted, "I'm fine, I've gotten a lot better, during this time, I'm fine, really good, thank you and Uncle Seven, you're all good people." ”

"Gong Hai is a great child, and I am also very happy to be by Gong Hai's side during this time, playing the role of a father, which is a role I never imagined, and I have always felt that being a good father must be a very, very difficult thing."

"Doctor Mu Chun is doing a good job, can I call you Uncle Mu Chun? I mean later...... Because Xiaohai can't call you dad anymore, can't anymore. Gong Hai's eyes were red, and his throat became hoarse.

The light outside the window gradually faded, I don't know who opened the sliding door of the balcony and the living room, the curtains fluttered, and the winter wind blew into the living room, sticking to Gong Hai's tearful face.

"Of course you can, I really hope to be Xiaohai's uncle and play the piano with Xiaohai, although I don't know the violin." Mu Chun said calmly.

"Actually, Dad is not very good at it." Gong Hai raised his hand to wipe away his tears, but before he could put his hand down, new tears poured out again.

"But I don't know at all, maybe I should learn it, but the violin is really not easy."

When Gong Hai heard this, he quickly shook his head, "Don't learn, you don't need to learn the instrument you don't want to learn, Dad told me at the time, at the beginning he wanted me to practice violin like him, but I didn't seem to like it very much, and then I heard the sound of the piano, and I fell in love with the piano, Dad didn't force me to learn violin, but took me to the best teacher he could find to teach me the piano, week after week, year after year, wind and rain never stopped accompanying me to class, and this piano was also given to me by him, He didn't ask me to do anything I didn't want to do, he said it was because I couldn't do anything without love. ”

Listening to Gong Hai say these words, Mu Chun seemed to see the scene where Gong Yifeng and Gong Hai were talking, and seemed to see Gong Yifeng at the junction of the balcony and the living room, looking at them in the middle of the sunlight and shadows.

"Don't cry, Dad is a very warm person, Uncle Seven too, and so are you, otherwise, how could you help a child you don't know at all. You are all very warm people, so I know I can't continue to be sad, but I'm still sad, really, Uncle Muchun, I still miss my dad and ...... very much."

Mu Chun hugged Gong Hai into his arms and let Gong Hai cry silently on his shoulder.

The time is as long as the sycamore in winter, as if there is never a time for germination.

Until Gong Hai raised his head, tears blurred the young man's clear eyes, and there was a little wool on his cheeks, all of which were on Mu Chun's clothes.

"I'm much better, but I still grieve when I think about it. It's like those repetitive movements, each repetition is different, it's all different. ”