After Ziya's father called Wen Chun to the study, he asked him to sit down, and you were welcome.

Wen Chun was sitting on the sofa like pins and needles, and at this time his heart was very unquiet. And Father Du stared at Wen Chun carefully, and Wen Chun was deliberately avoiding his eyes.

Father Du finally spoke: "You don't have to be so restrained, just take it easy." Although slightly embarrassed, Wen Chun smiled politely.

Father Du smoked a cigarette, he asked Wen Chun if he smoked and pointed to the cigarette on the table, Wen Chun shook his head: "I'm really sorry, Uncle Du, I don't smoke."

And Father Du didn't seem to pay much attention to what he said, he looked at the ceiling and exhaled smoke. Wen Chun was even more restless, he watched Father Du spitting out the smoke and walked over and opened the window.

After Father Du put out the cigarette, he looked at Wen Chun: "Young man, if my guess is correct, you are Ziya's boyfriend, and I can see that Ziya likes you very much." At this time, the wind suddenly blew the curtains, and Wen Chun was also shocked, he looked at Du's father: "Yes, I am her boyfriend."

There was a very natural look in Wen Chun's eyes, as if he already knew what he was going to ask.

Father Du smiled: "Young man, very good, I think you should dare to act." Of course, what Father Du said was a bit like a joke, and it also relieved the temporary awkward atmosphere.

There was a sound of panting footsteps downstairs, and Ziya was only heard asking where her mother Wen Chun was. The mother's eyes looked at the study on the second floor, and Ziya immediately understood. Ziya went up to the second floor, and Wen Chun and Father Du walked out of the study.

Ziya gasped for breath, and she walked over to Wen Chun and her father: "What are you two talking about, you also seem to be meeting for the first time."

Father Du said as he walked down the stairs: "Why, I can't go to chat when we meet for the first time." Ziya also looked at her father in disbelief. She slowly followed her father downstairs as well.

When a few people walked to the door, Father Du looked at the night outside and it didn't seem to be early.

He asked Mother Du to go to his study to get something out, and Father Du asked Wen Chun to wait for a while. Du Mu took down a jade flower from the upper floor, although it is not very big, but the color is very transparent, and it looks like it has a feeling of cleanliness.

Du's father asked the driver to come over: "Today you send this guest back, this jade should be more careful, don't bump into it." The driver, Master Zhang, nodded: "Don't worry, master, I will send this guest home safely."

I'll be extra careful with this jade, too. Wen Chun then got into Master Zhang's car, while Ziya also watched their car until it disappeared from view.

When his father turned around and entered the house, Ziya stepped forward and asked, "Father, why did you give Wen Chun that jade flower venerable just now?" I've seen it on your desk for years, and you love it, right? ”

Father Du asked Ziya, "Do you have any other questions to ask?" Ziya was a little surprised by her father's questioning tone, she shook her head and said that there was nothing left.

And Ziya didn't say anything when she saw her father's attitude just now. But she had been standing behind her father, and there was still a little bit of secret joy behind her back anyway. At least it shows that my father's impression of Wen Chun is still good.

Ziya thought of this, smiled, and secretly walked into the house with joy in her heart. She watched her father and mother watch TV together, and she brought a plate of fruit from the kitchen.

She deliberately walked in front of her father and put it down, she made a grimace at her father and ran away, and her father was also laughed at by Ziya's fight.

It has been rare to see Ziya's father laugh for so many days, and her daughter finally laughed at her husband next to her. Ziya's mother didn't know why her mood had become extraordinarily comfortable at this time, maybe it hadn't been too lively in the house for so many days.

When Wen Chun returned home, Master Zhang helped him carefully hold the jade flower venerable, and the people in Wen Chun's family also came out at this time.

It turned out that his mother was leading the family to find her cat, Wen Chun was standing next to Master Zhang's car, and his mother walked over with a flashlight and saw her son Wen Chun.

He asked his son why he was here, and Wen Chun said while holding the jade flower venerable, "Mother, this is Master Zhang, help me send this jade flower venerable over this time."

Wen Chun's mother didn't ask much when she saw the situation, but thanked Master Zhang very politely: "Master Zhang is bothering you, why don't you go into the house and have a cup of tea before leaving."

Master Zhang smiled and said, "No, no, it's dark tonight, and I'm going back in a hurry to make a business." Wen Chun's mother showed a somewhat serious expression after Master Zhang left. And his son Wen Chun had already walked into the house with Jade Huazun in his arms.

When his mother walked in, Wen Chun had already found a place to put it down. At this time, the mother looked at her son's appearance, so she sat on the sofa and drank a cup of coffee, this scene happened to be seen by Wen Chun, such a gentle person went up and took the coffee from the mother's hand.

The mother looked at Wen Chun with stupid eyes, Wen Chun obviously looked a little angry and said, "Don't you know that you can't drink coffee, the doctor won't let you drink coffee, and you are still suffering from insomnia."

As soon as Wen Chun finished saying this, the cat in his mother's hand suddenly barked as if he was not satisfied. The mother hurriedly comforted it with her hand, and this Wen Chun was even more angry when she saw it.

He asked his mother a little emotionally, "Why do you care so much about this cat?" The mother burst into tears, turned around and walked into the house with the cat in her arms, leaving Wen Chun standing there alone and stupid.

He didn't know if he was doing the right thing. Looking at his mother's lonely figure, he felt that his mother was pitiful and hateful.

He sat alone on the ground and didn't know what to think, except that his mother had been like this since his brother died. He didn't look very awake all day, and often woke up in the middle of the night and shouted his brother's name.

And because of this, my mother has been taken everywhere to see a doctor to take medicine, but she has never seen any medicine that can calm her down.

But there was only one thing that could calm her down, and that was the cat her mother was holding, which was her brother's favorite cat when he was alive.

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