Wen Hao returned to the downstairs of his residence, did not go upstairs, but walked to a nearby bank and remitted the 100,000 US dollars that Vincent had just given. Before leaving the country, he once applied for a card for his father, saying that when he went abroad, he would soon make a lot of money and would enter this card.

But in two years, he hadn't paid the card once. Vincent gave $100,000 today, the first time he had money in his hand since he left the country, and that was the only way to get into that card. That's why he didn't excuse Vincent just now.

Walking out of the bank and returning to his residence, Wen Hao used the phone to dial the international call. Listening to the "beep" sound on the other side of the phone, Wen Hao's heart jumped "thump". He hadn't called his parents for a long time, and he didn't have the face to call them. In the past two years, I haven't made a name for myself abroad, and I don't mix as well as the young people in my hometown who work in Guangdong and Shanghai. Today, after sending money to his parents, he finally came up with the idea of calling home.

"Toot-toot-"

The voice continued, but no one answered on the other end of the phone. Wen Hao's heart was beating faster and faster, and he imagined what his father would say after answering the phone. But he couldn't imagine that it was really too long since he called home.

It seems like a long time has passed, and there is still no one on the other end. Wen Hao's fast-beating heart suddenly slowed down. He was a little disappointed and was about to hang up.

At that moment, suddenly, a voice came from the other end of the phone.

"Hey, who?"

Typical Shaanxi dialect. Although the voice has changed a little over the phone, you can still hear the strong smell of my father.

Wen Hao's Adam's apple squirmed, and after a while, he finally spoke: "Big, it's me." (In Shaanxi dialect, big is the meaning of father)

There was a sudden silence on the other end of the line.

Wen Hao didn't wait for his father's answer, and was slightly anxious: "Big? ”

"Do you know it's this big? I haven't had a phone call for two years, and I thought you were dead outside. The voice on the other end of the line was harsh, like a scolding.

But when Wen Hao heard this voice, tears blurred his eyes in an instant. It's been two years, and I haven't heard this shouting and scolding that I've been used to hearing since I was a child. For as long as I can remember, my father's scolding has been echoing in my ears, and when I was a child, I was most afraid of my father's reprimand. When I grew up, I was no longer afraid, and I often talked back to my father because of my father's reprimand, and every time I talked back, the father and son didn't speak for a few days.

It wasn't until after he went abroad that he understood that it was precisely because of his father's reprimand that he gradually learned to be strong. The father's rebuke contains expectations for himself and deep love for himself. If it weren't for my father's reprimand, I wouldn't have been able to persevere for two years in an extremely difficult situation.

"Big ......"

Wen Hao's voice was a little choked.

“……”

There was a sudden silence on the other end of the phone, and after a moment, the father's voice suddenly became low: "Baby, you have suffered abroad. ”

Hearing this, Wen Hao's tears that were originally rolling in his eyes could no longer be suppressed, and rolled down unscrupulously: "Big ......"

"Your mother and I both know that you are suffering abroad, and I understand why you didn't call home, I know."

"It's me, I should have called you a long time ago." Wen Hao's voice trembled a little.

"Baby, if you don't have a good time over there, come back."

Wen Hao shook his head, as if his father could see it: "Big, I'm much better now, I just sent 100,000 today, and I've already hit that card." ”

"It's good to live well, money is not very important, your mother and I just hope you don't have to live too hard." The father's voice was contrary to the sternness of the past, and it actually made Wen Hao hear a gentle feeling.

"Mom, tell me to talk to Mom."

"Oh, wait a minute......"

A moment later-

"Haowa......" The mother choked up after only saying two words, and the cry of missing her son for more than two years was vented.

"Mom." Wen Hao also choked up again. But the mother on the other end of the phone was still choked up and couldn't say a word.

"Mom, didn't I call? It's been my fault for the past two years, I should have called home earlier. ”

"Don't say it," Mother finally spoke, "It's good to hear your voice, and Mom knows that it's not easy for you to be abroad." ”

"Mom, I'm ......"

"Haowa, Duan Ran called and said that you have been playing well recently, you say that you will play well, everything is fine at home, don't worry about your family."

"Hmm." Wen Hao could only answer with an "um". He had a lot of things to say to his parents, but he couldn't say them when he actually called.

"Haowa, you play well over there, if you have time, come back and see me and you." Mother finally couldn't help but say this, regardless of the father next to him glaring at him.

"Well, Mom, I'll finish the fight in June next year, and I'll come back to see you then." After a season, at least until June next year, Wen Hao only has time at that time.

"Then you must come back." Wen Hao's mother's voice choked again.

……

Hanging up the phone, Father Wen glared at Wen Hao's mother again: "What are you doing with that, it's not easy for the baby to be outside, and you say that these things make the baby feel uneasy." ”

Wen Hao's mother also knew that she shouldn't say it, but she just couldn't help it: "The baby hasn't been home for two years." ”

Father Wen sighed, and finally nodded: "Yes, it's been two years." ”

……

Houston, Wen Hao finished the phone call, and his mood couldn't calm down for a long time. It's been two years, and it's time to go home. But until then, I have to try to play my best for the rest of the season, so that I can make my parents proud when I go home.

Lying on the bed, Wen Hao recalled his experience over the past two years. More than two years of suffering, more than two years of bitterness, will finally end tomorrow. Tomorrow morning, there will be negotiations with the Rockets, and a contract is waiting for him there.

Although the outcome is not yet known, Wen Hao is almost certain that the Rockets will definitely keep themselves. As long as the contract offered by the Rockets is not too low, he is still willing to stay with the Rockets. After all, there is the number 11 who has always taken good care of himself. On the 11th, he regretted saying goodbye to the NBA, returned to China for three years, and still remembered the championship, and after three years, science and technology improved, medical conditions were much better, his foot injury healed, and he could finally adapt to the intensity of the NBA, and he returned to the NBA. It's all about that championship ring.

Even if it's purely to thank No. 11, he should stay with the Rockets and help No. 11 fulfill his championship dream. Of course, that was also his own dream. Although this seems far away.

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[It seems that it is difficult to collect to 600 this week, but it doesn't seem difficult to recommend 300, everyone works hard, and when it reaches 300, it will be added.] 】

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