Jiang Beicheng insisted on going home after treating his wound in the hospital, it was one o'clock in the morning, he was standing at the door, his back hurt a little, he tried to support his body, took out the key from his pocket and opened the door.

It was quiet all around, and he slowly opened the door, startled by the light in the living room.

At home?

He hooked his lips, smiled reluctantly, and then calmly entered the room.

Sure enough, Jiang Liming was sitting on the sofa in the living room, I don't know how long I waited, when I heard the sound of the door opening, I subconsciously looked up at the door, and said casually: "Why did you come back so late?" ”

Jiangbei City was silent.

"What about asking you, do you still have me in your eyes?" Jiang Liming got up abruptly and walked to Jiang Beicheng's side, grabbed his hand, and didn't let him go.

The atmosphere was suddenly a little tense.

Jiang Beicheng turned his head to look at him: "I don't want to quarrel with you today." ”

"That girl last time, was ...... Girlfriend? Jiang Liming was careful with his words.

Jiang Beicheng puffed out his cheeks and glared at him: "I said I don't want to quarrel with you." ”

"Bastard! I'm your son!! Jiang Liming raised his hand and wanted to fight, Jiang Beicheng leaned his face over, pointed his head and said: "Come, fight, fight hard, I knew this, you should have strangled me when I was born in the hospital!" ”

That's a threshold he can't cross in his life.

Jiang Liming felt that his hands were shaking, and his facial expression was distorted terrifyingly, he was a criminal policeman who frightened criminals, he had led many small policemen, and he was the captain of the criminal investigation team in the hearts of those people, but in the eyes of his son, he was useless.

In the past ten years, they have communicated less and less, and quarreled more and more.

He's getting younger, he's getting older.

Can't beat it.

Jiang Liming slowly took his hand back, his attitude eased slightly, and he felt ashamed in his heart, he was ashamed of his life when he mentioned his wife's childbirth.

Especially every time I face Jiangbei City, I don't know what to say to alleviate all this.

So he was getting busier and busier at work, spending less and less time at home, and he thought that this would be a good way to avoid disputes.

But he was wrong, and his busyness diluted the last remaining affection between father and son.

Jiang Beicheng's back was torn in pain, he gritted his teeth, and snorted: "You don't have to worry about my affairs." ”

"Your mother'......"

"Don't mention my mom again, you're not worthy!" Jiangbei City is completely out of control, he grew up in his grandmother's house when he was a child, went to kindergarten at the age of three and then returned to Jiang Liming, he was always the earliest in the class, and the one who took him back the latest.

In the early morning, he watched the children in his class happily come to the classroom one by one, and when school ended, he watched the children being picked up by their parents, grandparents, and grandparents one by one.

It's just him, no one wants it, no one comes to pick it up.

No one understands that feeling of loneliness.

Jiang Liming will never understand.

There is no way for them to communicate normally, when I was a child, I could see him once a morning and a night, and then I saw him less and less often in junior high school, and now in high school, I can see him four or five times a month.

Where is this father and son.

Jiang Liming is always busy, as if the world is full of criminals, and there are endless cases.

But the piece that is missing in growth, what is missing is what is missing, and when you grow up, you will make it back, and it is not the original piece.

The young man's height was already much taller than Jiang Liming, the light above his head tilted down, Jiang Beicheng's whole face fell into the shadows, his expression was indifferent, he endured a lot, and finally slowly turned around and returned to his room.

On a June night, there was a chill in my heart.