On a night in early spring, the sky was drizzling, and Chen Ziyan and Chen Zimo hid in a leaky room in the middle of nowhere, they were only five years old, wrapped in large jackets, their faces were bruised, and their hands were full of strangulation marks.

Chen Zimo trembled in Chen Ziyan's arms, squinting his eyes and tugging at Chen Ziyan's clothes tightly, like a poor kitten.

They shrank in the corner, waiting for their parents to arrive, suddenly, there were faint footsteps at the door of the room, step by step, the sound slowly came into Chen Ziyan's ears, he knew that this was by no means the footsteps of his parents, he held Chen Zimo and curled up, looking at the front nervously, not daring to make a sound, at this moment, a man suddenly appeared in front of the two, walking towards them with a hideous face.......

"Whew...... Call...... Call. Chen Ziyan suddenly woke up from his dream, sat up and exhaled heavily.

He turned his head to look at the young man beside him, Chen Zimo was sleeping soundly, maybe it was Chen Ziyan's movements that disturbed him, the young man's eyelashes moved and then slowly opened his eyes.

He saw Chen Ziyan sweating profusely, panting and looking at him, the young man knew what was happening, so he sat up gently, put his head on Chen Ziyan's lap, and then put Chen Ziyan's hand on his head.

Chen Ziyan gently touched Chen Zimo's hair and smiled, it had been a long time since he had nightmares, but every time he had a nightmare, Zimo would comfort him silently like this.

"Alright, get up and go wash up." Chen Ziyan looked at the time, it was already half past six, and it was estimated that the old man had just come back from a walk, and the second aunt had already prepared breakfast.

Sure enough, after the two of them finished washing up and left the room, Luo Qingxia was bringing breakfast to the dining table, and Chen Jixian slowly walked in from the door.

"Grandpa morning." Chen Ziyan shouted after seeing Chen Jixian, and then came to the restaurant and shouted to Luo Qingxia: "Auntie, morning." ”

"I'm about to call you, come and sit down and eat." Luo Qingxia looked at Chen Ziyan and smiled, then glanced at Chen Zimo lightly and went back to the kitchen to serve food.

"Come, Ziyan, this is your favorite lotus seed porridge." Luo Qingxia brought the porridge and put it on the table, and then brought a bottle of milk and put it in front of Chen Zimo.

"Well, the lotus seed porridge made by my aunt is still as delicious as ever." Chen Ziyan scooped up a spoonful and blew it, and said with a smile after drinking.

"Haha, there's still one in the pot, I'll serve it to you if it's not enough." Luo Qingxia laughed, there was no wrinkle on her white face, although she was forty years old, she was usually well maintained, and she looked like Chen Ziyan's sister.

"Hey~, I forgot my dad when I had a nephew." Chen Jixian sat down at the dining table after washing up and said jokingly.

"How could it be, Dad, I have already put your porridge in front of you." Luo Qingxia said with a smile.

After speaking, she sat opposite Chen Ziyan, Chen Jixian laughed and stopped saying anything, and began to eat.

"Auntie, where is my second uncle?" Chen Ziyan didn't see Chen Weishu, so he asked Luo Qingxia.

"He has already gone out, isn't your school open collectively the day after tomorrow, he went back to school to hold a meeting with the heads of each grade." Luo Qingxia replied.

Chen Ziyan hummed and buried himself in eating.

After a while, after a few people finished eating, Chen Ziyan and Chen Zimo went back to the house to pack their things, and then the two greeted Luo Qingxia and Chen Jixian and left.

"Are you still coming home at night?" Luo Qingxia stood at the kitchen door and asked softly.

"Auntie, we won't come back today if we have nothing to do, so we'll just stay at school." Chen Ziyan turned around and said.

"Okay, stay safe on your way." Luo Qingxia said with a smile, but there was a hint of loneliness in her voice.

Chen Ziyan and Chen Zimo were walking on the road, and at this time, the sun was already shining on the ground through the leaves, and the fig trees in the community had long been fruitless, and only leaves were left on the branches.

Out of the gate of the community, the two took a taxi and went directly to Yuyang People's Hospital.

The two walked in the crowded hospital corridors, some family members were cleaning up the folding bed frames, and the hospital corridor was filled with the strong smell of potions and sweat, which was quite pungent.

Chen Ziyan asked a little nurse and learned that Chen Weiyi was in the doctor's office, and the two walked directly to the office.

Chen Ziyan knocked on the door and took Chen Zimo in, Chen Weiyi was the only one in the office, and he was writing something in front of the desk with his head bowed.

Maybe he felt that someone came in but didn't speak, so he looked up, and when he saw Chen Ziyan, his face was full of surprise, and then his eyes were full of joy, and he immediately put down the paper and pen in his hand and got up and asked with a smile: "Ziyan, why did you come to the hospital?"

Then his face turned worried: "Are you not feeling well?" Are you sick?"

Chen Ziyan looked at the man full of nervousness in front of him, but at the age of forty-one, his hair was half white, Chen Ziyan always felt that his father was the most handsome man in the world, but now his face was wrinkled, and his height of one meter eight was a little hunchbacked, perhaps because he was often too busy and forgot to eat, his figure looked a little thin.

"Dad, I'm fine, I'm just coming to see you." A smile appeared on his face for a while.

"Hey, I don't have anything to do in the hospital, why are you coming to see me, the hospital is unhygienic, so I don't come to the hospital if I have nothing to do." Although he said this, Chen Weiyi's face couldn't stop smiling.

Then the three of them sat down, and Chen Weiyi asked Chen Ziyan a lot of things, maybe he felt too indebted to his son, maybe his son was happy to come to the hospital to see him, in short, they talked a lot.

Suddenly, an excited voice shouted outside the door: "Director Chen, Director Chen, the old lady in the intensive care unit is awake, go and take a look." ”

Chen Weiyi quickly stood up after hearing the voice, his face was full of surprise, and then he looked at Chen Ziyan apologetically and said, "Son, Dad is going to work, Dad must go back on your birthday, okay?"

"Uh-huh." Chen Ziyan nodded, although he was still smiling, but he didn't think that his father would be able to go back, after all, Chen Ziyan had heard this sentence many times, and none of them could come true.

Although Chen Weiyi saw that his son was a little disappointed, he couldn't say anything, he took out a delicate box from the drawer and put it in front of Chen Ziyan, and said with a smile: "I originally wanted to give it to you when I went to see you in a few days, but now that you come, just take it away."

He didn't say anything about what's inside, and then just left.

Chen Ziyan looked at his father's back and somewhat understood the gentleman's mood

He turned his head to look at the box, long hair in the shape of a body the size of several books stacked on top of each other, with a blue ribbon tied in the shape of a bow.

Chen Ziyan untied the ribbon, slowly opened the box, and was full of surprise when he saw the items inside, it was all the works of one of his favorite mystery novel writers, a total of five copies, and it was a limited edition with a new cover, and the author's signature was also inside.

In an instant, the little depression in Chen Ziyan's heart disappeared, and he smiled, but his eyes were slightly red.

These novels will not be sold, I don't know how many people Chen Weiyi found and how many good things he said to get these five copies, it turns out that Chen Weiyi has always remembered his preferences.

"Let's go, let's go to the school to get the books first, and then go to the bubble tea shop and wait for them." Chen Ziyan looked at the book and was stunned for a while, then put the box in and turned his head to Chen Zimo and said.

The two walked out of the hospital, the sun had risen high at this time, the light in the morning was not strong, and the bright sunlight shone everywhere, just like Chen Ziyan's mood at this time, bright.

We are like this when we are teenagers, no matter what conflicts we have with our parents, as long as our parents coax them with their hearts, no matter how bad the mood is, they can get better in an instant, and the most afraid is that the two sides will dispute each other, so that everything will be worse.