Today's Zhou Moshan is the most gentle and amiable appearance that Zhou Luo has ever seen, and in the past ten years, the two of them have always gathered less and left more. When she was a child, she would rush into his arms as soon as they met, yelling for her father to hug her. But as she got older, she became more awkward in addition to her expectations.

In this way, when she reached high school, she found out that her father, who was not good at words, had been loving her with his actions. She once complained that he had to forcibly send her to Changhe's key class, and it was much later that she learned that he had drunk at the wine table so much that he couldn't lift his head in order to get the headmaster to nod.

Maybe he didn't figure out what she really wanted, and he gave her what he thought was best in his own way. That is a father's purest love for his child.

She didn't know why, she always felt a little panicked in her heart, but looking at Zhou Moshan's appearance, she felt that she might have been under too much pressure during this time, and she always liked to think crankily.

Zhou Luo smiled at him, then held the thermos bucket in his arms and walked towards the bright teaching building.

The autumn wind rises, blowing the dead branches and leaves to the men.

Zhou Moshan stood at the gate of Changhe School for a long, long time, letting the autumn wind be bleak. He watched as the thin figure faded into his field of vision, towards the light.

He smiled and sighed softly, his wish was granted.

The man rubbed his frozen hands, opened the door and sat in the driver's seat. He slowly took out a folded piece of white letter paper from his coat pocket and unfolded it, and the girl's handwriting came into view.

"I heard that every child, before he was born, would hide above the clouds and observe the world, and then choose a couple to be his parents. Many times I have asked myself if I made the wrong choice at that time.

You travel a lot, you often work overtime, you don't have much time to care about me, and you have basically never been to parent-teacher conferences since you were a child. I'll tell you a little secret, in fact, I have made up my mind to ignore you many times in the future, but each time I have quietly broken the work.

I remember one time I had already planned to run away from home, but in the evening the TV station showed my favorite "The Legend of the Seven Heroes of the Rainbow Cat and Blue Rabbit", and I decided to finish watching it before running away from home. As a result, it was already night, I fell asleep on the couch, and woke up in bed the next day.

For a long time I thought I had magic and would wake up in my bed no matter where I slept. Then one day when I was half-asleep and half-awake, I felt that I was being held in my arms, and I was put on the bed very lightly, and the light was turned off, and I secretly opened my eyes, only to see my father's back illuminated by the lamp.

It's not that I have magic, it's your love that gives me 'superpowers'.

It's not like I didn't complain about you, when I was in junior high school, my roommates' parents came to see them every week, and every time I hid out to do the laundry, I started to cry when I washed it. I would also think, why are you so busy? Why can't you come and see me? Why is making money always more important than me?

You must have wondered why I had to brave the rain to go to the store to eat the whole family bucket that day. You don't know, I've made up many times when we are a family of three sitting and eating together, and I think the whole family bucket is for the whole family to eat neatly. But you never have time.

I've never said these things to you, and I don't know what to say. So I thought about it for a long time, but the letter was still not written according to the original draft, and all the words were my impromptu ideas. You are not perfect parents, and I am not a perfect child.

But if I had to do it all over again, I think I would still choose to come to our house, and I would still want you to be my parents. ”

The handwriting in front of him blurred in an instant, Zhou Moshan wiped his tears with his hand with a smile, and said in his heart that he didn't look at it in front of his daughter on the day of the coming-of-age ceremony, otherwise what would it look like crying like this at this age.

He sighed, folded the letter again, and put it in the inner pocket of his coat, and then leaned back on his seat weakly, his thoughts drifting back to when Zhou Luo was four years old.

At that time, he was still an ordinary worker, Ye Hui was a little nurse in a hospital, and the couple worked hard every day, leaving early and returning late, and their income was just enough to feed and wear. Although the days are hard, the lovely daughter will sit in front of the door every day and wait for him to come home, let him hug him as soon as she sees him, and her soft little face will stick to his face, and she will call him dad crisply.

The days are dull, but they are also full of warmth and sweetness.

He thought that he would probably live in peace and stability in this life, until that winter night, when his daughter, who had always been well-behaved, suddenly cried in the middle of the night, her little face burned red, and her mouth babbled and called her parents.

The cold wind raged in the middle of winter, he always remembered the empty streets that night, and he couldn't see a car that could take them to the hospital, Ye Hui was crying anxiously with his seriously ill daughter in his arms, so they stopped the car on the side of the road while running to the hospital.

When he arrived at the hospital, the doctor said that the situation was a bit serious and that he needed to be hospitalized for observation, and when he went to the toll office to pay, he felt the suffocation of this life for the first time when he looked at the amount above.

There is no money.

It's hard to move an inch in this world.

He remembered that he had sat on a bench in the hospital corridor all night, and when the sky was white, his daughter's fever had finally subsided.

Later, he resigned from the factory, and finally hugged his young daughter, and embarked on the road of wandering in a foreign land alone.

Over the years outside, the business has gradually grown, and the money has become more and more, but he has returned home less and less. At the beginning, the little girl who asked him to hug every day slowly grew up in a place he couldn't see, and grew into a beautiful girl, but she would never shout for her father to hug her, and there were only countless rustiness and silence when they met.

He didn't know when it started, and he gradually forgot his original intention. Obviously, at the beginning, it was to make his family live a better life, but later, he seemed to have nothing but money.

And now, he has finally won his daughter's forgiveness, and the things he once worked hard have disappeared in an instant.

Perhaps, this is the cycle of cause and effect.

But it doesn't matter, as long as his daughter is well, he has nothing he can't let go.

The autumn night is cold, the wind is angry, and all the dead branches and leaves are rolled up. A flash of lightning streaked across the sky, as if to make a big hole in the night, and the whole sky was reflected extremely brightly, and then in an instant it changed back to its original appearance.

The sky had long since changed, but no one noticed the treacherous situation in the calm night.

Zhou Moshan started the car and drove towards the mouth of the alley.

Another flash of lightning, accompanied by a boom, made people shudder.

*

The windows of the classrooms were blown wildly by the wind, making a "clang" sound. The teacher who watched the self-study looked at the sky outside the window with some concern, and it was estimated that it would rain heavily after work later.

The radio sounded, reminding everyone to hurry home.

Everyone cheered, and within a few dozen seconds, all the classrooms were empty.

Zhou Luo followed the crowd out of the door of the building, looking at the thunder and lightning in the sky, thoughtful.

Daddy must be almost home.

"What do you think?"

Bai Luofan opened the umbrella and deviated a little towards her.

The sky began to fall with fine and dense raindrops, fast and dense, and the wind blew on her face.

Zhou Luo shook his head, "It's okay, let's go, it's going to rain hard." ”

------Off topic------

The main line is abusive in this paragraph, and the rest is sweet.

After that, there is a side plot between An Mu and Lin Jingjing, let's talk about this pair first.

And then it's time to start wrapping up, with confession plots and kiss scenes, as well as some love routines outside the fan.

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