He said, "Zhilan, are you home?" Rest early. ”

---- just reply to me and let me know, even if you're mad at me.

----Lanlan, I'm a little tired today, and I didn't do things well enough, which made you lose face.

......

Dozens of messages, the content is similar, the car is talking back and forth, Zhilan looked a little irritable, and threw the mobile phone aside.

Losing face? No, she just casually told her aunt the news that Gao Minlang might be coming, and she didn't say a word about Ali's family. The reason why he is angry is because since he came, but he didn't want to be in front of everyone, is it his face that is expensive?

What Zhilan didn't know was that at this moment, Gao Minlang's car was parked downstairs under her, and it had been here for more than twenty minutes. He never got a reply from Zhilan, and he was in a hurry. I came by car, and when I got downstairs, I found that the lights in her bedroom were on. It seems that she just doesn't want to pay attention to him, and it seems that she is really angry.

After a few more minutes, he started the car and disappeared into the busy night.

The next day, Zhilan got up very early to prepare breakfast, and her aunt complained while helping beside her: "It's hard to take a vacation, how good it is to make up for sleep!" Wake up so early..."

Zhilan thought that her own noise woke up her aunt, so she chattered early in the morning, but after thinking about it, it shouldn't be, her aunt just felt sorry for her!

"Auntie, I'm going to talk to Uncle Gao after dinner." Zhilan and her serious fried eggs in the pan, the sound of the bottom of the pan and the egg liquid was not strong, seeing that her aunt did not make a sound, Zhilan thought that she did not hear clearly, so she said: "I will go to Gao Minlang's house in a while." ”

My aunt hummed and stopped talking. In fact, she wanted to say, aunt go with you, so as not to be wronged.

But she knows Zhilan's temperament, firstly, as an aunt, compared with her parents, although her name is justified, but on some issues, it is still a little worse, and secondly, presumably Zhilan will not agree, although she is alone, but fighting alone may not have a chance of winning, why go to so many people, and not to fight!

Zhilan brought all the breakfast to the table, and her uncle was reading the newspaper on the sofa, and Zhilan shouted, "Uncle, it's time for breakfast." He turned around and went back into the kitchen.

My aunt said, "It's all here, let's eat." ”

At the dinner table, Zhilan asked her aunt: "Do you want to go anywhere today, I will come back in a while and take you out, just so I will drive the car back on the way." ”

"This city, we haven't come once or twice, we can find it everywhere, you go and get busy, don't think about us." My aunt sent porridge to her mouth one after another, which had just been served, and she was not afraid of being hot.

"You have to crowd the bus when you go out. It's troublesome! Zhilan took a fritter and put it in her aunt's bowl.

"Then don't go out, I sat in the car for several hours yesterday, I'm very tired, and I'm resting at home."

Zhilan no longer squeaked. There was only the sound of three people eating, drinking, and swallowing in the room.

Putting down the chopsticks, Zhilan said I have eaten, and went back to her room, and when she came out again, she had already changed her clothes. Maybe not in the workplace, there is no need to dress so formally, the forecast said that there were three gusts, so Zhilan wore a light gray loose sweatshirt and a pair of sneakers on her feet.

My aunt was cleaning up, and when she looked up, she was a little stunned: "Could it be too plain?" ”

Zhilan shook a few times in front of the mirror: "No!" ”

Aunt: "Didn't you say to negotiate?" When you are like this, you always feel that you are not strong enough and cowardly. ”

Zhilan tugged at the corners of her mouth and gave her aunt a wry smile: "Auntie, I just said to talk." ”

Out of the door, the crisp autumn September gave people a burst of coolness, and Zhilan didn't inform Gao Minlang in advance that he should go to work. Without him, I don't feel embarrassed to say something!

I wanted to take a taxi or squeeze the bus, but the weather was good, she still wanted to take a walk, and she thought about what to say when she met! But after ten minutes, Zhilan was already sweating, she raised her hand to wipe the fine sweat on her forehead, and said to herself: "Didn't you say that there was wind?" ”

Gao Minlang sat on the sofa, looking at the newspaper that Gao Boguang read yesterday, there was no strange news, finance, the legal system, politics, and entertainment were intricately intertwined. At a glance, he didn't take it to heart at all.

The person he was waiting for at the moment had not yet returned, although as a son, he was extremely reluctant to maliciously speculate on his father's behavior, but combined with the situation he saw last night, he had no way not to associate it with a richer feeling, presumably it was because he was overindulged last night, so he was already on the rise today, and he couldn't see his honor yet.

I got up and poured myself a glass of warm water, and my eyes accidentally saw through the floor-to-ceiling window that my father had just gotten out of a taxi.

Gao Minlang got up to open the door, then came back and drank the glass of warm water, and continued to sit on the sofa and wait. A few minutes later, Gao Boguang pushed the door in!

When I saw the people on the sofa, I asked suspiciously, "Didn't go to work?" ”

"Hmm."

Gao Boguang has been in the shopping mall for so many years, what kind of person has not been seen, and the ability to observe words and colors is even more innate, with a simple word, he knows that Gao Minlang does not seem to be happy today.

"Wait for me?"

"Yes!"

After a simple question and answer, Gao Boguang sat opposite his son, looked at his somewhat gloomy face, and then asked, "Have something to say?" ”

"Do you want to drink water?" Gao Minlang answered the question. In fact, I heard his slight wheezing, after all, he is in his fifties, and he is usually in poor health, although he has not gone far along the way, his face is a little red, and his breathing is unsteady.

"Is there any cold mineral water?"

"It's mid-September, it's getting cooler, are you sure you still want to drink ice water?" Gao Minlang didn't allow his father to explain any more, and got up to pour him a glass of warm water.

I always feel that this kid is weird today, Gao Boguang feels that he has always been very accurate, and guesses what he wants to say to him for a while, it must be something earth-shattering.

After a few sips, the warm water went down, and there was only an empty cup left in his hand, he didn't put it down, played with it in his hand, and then asked Gao Minlang: "What do you want to say?" ”

Gao Minlang paused, looked at his father in front of him, lowered his eyelids, and told as if telling a story: "Ten years ago, my mother was in a car accident, and as soon as she was sent to the hospital, she had no vital signs. That's one of the great regrets of my life. At that time in the morgue, you knelt in front of her and wept silently. You said that you hated yourself for spending all your time on business and not spending time with her well, you said that if you could do it all over again, you would definitely weigh money and family, and you also said that you would never have another woman in your life... Do you remember these? ”

After saying this, he raised his head and looked at the reflection of the man in front of him. Ten years, maybe too long, so long, maybe he had forgotten those words at all, those words that could be remembered in his son's heart for a lifetime, maybe when he spoke, it was a randomly organized language.

Why is this so, because his father didn't even reflect at all, his eyes were stunned, as if he was trying to remember something, Gao Minlang was not in a hurry to hear his answer, but after a long time, Gao Boguang put the cup in his hand on the coffee table, spread his hands, shrugged his shoulders, frowned and asked, "I said this?" Then, as if asking himself, "Maybe it's been too long, and I really don't have an impression." ”

"You really can't remember?" As he spoke, Gao Minlang turned on his phone, put the photo he took last night in front of his father, and continued: "Or are you just trying to find a suitable excuse for yourself to break your promise?" ”

Gao Boguang's afterglow swept over the photos on his phone, and his originally tilted body suddenly straightened, and the photos were not clear, but it was enough to tell who the two people in the photos were.

"This—" he wanted to explain, but it seemed like it was too late.

"It's unfortunate that I saw it in the car last night and took a picture, maybe it's more convincing!" Gao Minlang put away his mobile phone, deleted the photo quietly, and then asked: "Do you think that ten years is too long, my mother's voice and smile have long been worthless in your heart, so you want to find me a little stepmother so eagerly?" ”

"What do you mean by that?"

"Isn't it?" Gao Minlang held his two hands together, it was a little cold, and he rubbed it vigorously to find it a little warm.

"You said it, ten years. It took ten years to have a beloved, can't you wait? Gao Boguang got up, walked to the floor-to-ceiling window, hula, the curtains were opened, and the dazzling sunlight sprinkled on the wide living room, which also sprinkled on Gao Minlang, but he didn't feel warm.

"So, you're serious?" The son asked.

"Isn't it possible?" The father replied.

Gao Minlang smiled, the expression of the yin owl climbed up to his face unexpectedly, and the smile gradually disappeared: "My mother has been away for ten years, I don't want to stop you from wanting to be happy, it's just that I don't understand, why her?" Could it be that being young and beautiful is the standard for seeking true love at your age? She's a few years younger than Zhilan, do you think that's really good? Also, the day before you asked you if you knew her, you didn't even think about it and said you didn't know her, but the next day, I saw you on the road, intimate, where did you end up with my son? Why the hell are you lying to me? ”

The last few words, he almost whispered.

A series of sharp questions, forcing Gao Boguang to hide, maybe at this time it was just a show, presumably he wouldn't believe it, his son, he couldn't be clearer, the reason why he held on to this problem was not necessarily how much he cared about his private life as a father, but he wanted to open up a broad road for his relationship with Zhilan.

But do you really want to say it? How to speak?

Gao Boguang looked up and looked at his son, his brows were a mess, and his fingers clenched inadvertently, as if he was making some major decision.

That's it, this matter, pressed on his heart for ten years, almost crushed him... Speaking out, maybe he won't be better, but Min Lang has the right to know the truth.

"You—" he paused, but finally asked, "Do you know how your mother died?" ”