After eating, it's time to keep the New Year.

There is a fireplace in the main hall, the TV is on, and the Spring Festival Gala is being played.

Yan Zhengchen, Gong Lu and Shen Liao, and Gu Xian gathered a table of mahjong.

Chi Jiao was holding a pillow with a little rabbit, sitting on the sofa watching TV, and Quan Jue was sitting next to her, and Liu Ruhua and Ou Zhenglin were also there.

Chi Yexi still has to be busy with work, he has a live broadcast to do, so he temporarily returned to the room.

Suddenly-

Quan Jue's mobile phone rang suddenly.

He took out his phone and glanced at the caller ID, and saw that it was an unfamiliar phone number.

"I'll go out and answer a call." Quan Jue leaned into Chi Jiao's ear and whispered.

Chi Jiao nodded.

Quan Jue walked out with his mobile phone, and the cold night wind immediately blew on his face.

As soon as he answered the phone, a hoarse and low male voice came from there.

"Quan Jue, it's me."

This voice is from Kwon Kyung-ju.

"Something?" Quan Jue asked indifferently.

Quan Jingzhou on the other side of the phone seemed to be stabbed by Quan Jue's indifference, and was silent for a few seconds before asking, "Did you follow that little girl back to the mountain?" ”

"You're investigating me again?" Quan Jue's tone was immediately full of impatience.

"I care about you, you are my son, I am your son." Quan Jingzhou said slowly.

Quan Jue snorted coldly, obviously disdainful.

"Okay, I didn't call to quarrel with you. Are there any other people around you now? Kwon Kyung-ju asked.

"If you have something to say, say it."

"Your mother, she's probably still alive." Kwon Kyung-ju's deep voice came from the other end of the phone.

Quan Jue suddenly clenched his mobile phone, and his pupils shrank slightly.

Quan Jingzhou couldn't see Quan Jue's reaction, sighed and said, "I know that you have always hated and abandoned you and your mother, but I was really forced to do so at that time. If you want to know what is going on with your mother, call me after you come back from the mountain, and we will meet and talk in detail, this matter is more complicated, and you can't understand it on the phone. “

Quan Jue was silent for a while, and then hummed lightly.

After hanging up the phone, Quan Jue turned his head to look at the window behind him.

The curtains were not drawn, and through the window, he could see the others in the room.

This Chinese New Year's Eve was the liveliest he spended.

Ever since he was sensible, every festival has been a torture for him.

The woman he should call his mother, when he was alive, whenever it was a holiday, he would be like a madman, going crazy at home and beating things, scolding everyone who was sorry for her, including him.

Whenever she was insane, he was no longer her own son in her eyes, but an enemy.

Later, she was in a car accident, and he saw her being declared ineffective by the doctor, and he saw her sent to the funeral home.

The person who gave him love and endless pain, he should have forgotten her a long time ago, but for so many years, she was like a thorn in his heart, and he couldn't pull it out at all.

Now, Quan Jingzhou actually came to tell him that the woman is still alive?

Compared to those distant memories, everything tonight seemed like a dream.

But this dream will eventually wake up.

The coldness and cruelty of reality still followed him and never left.

Quan Jue stood outside the door and calmed down for a while before returning to the house.

He had just sat down on the sofa when a white rabbit toffee was stuffed into his mouth.

It was given to him by Chi Jiao.

"Brother Quan, is it sweet or not?" Chi Jiao looked at Quan Jue with a smile and asked, a pair of dark eyes bent into a crescent moon.

Quan Jue nodded slowly.

It's really sweet.

Her smile was sweet to his heart.

Fortunately, the dream woke up, and he still had her by his side.