Three hours later, the airtight dim interrogation room was opened again, and with a soft snap, the white light lit up, and the piercing Zhang Zhiming's eyes hurt slightly.

"Zhang Zhiming, you can go out, remember not to fight in the future, your father is waiting for you outside, he has lost a lot of medical expenses today."

"Knowing the officer, can I trouble you with one thing before I see my dad?"

"What?"

"Can you help me get a haircut, just push the light, I sincerely realize my mistake and want to be a new person."

Zhang Zhiming lifted his long bangs up, and looked at the police with his eyes stunned.

The policeman thought for a while, shook his head and sighed: "It's good to recognize mistakes, knowing mistakes can improve a lot, and there is no need to cut your ambitions." ”

Well, the plan to get a haircut for white prostitutes, it seems that I still have to find time to go to the barbershop by myself.

Zhang Zhiming also saw Wang Xiaohuan, who had been hiding from him for a long time, and since he successfully escaped, he slipped directly to the nearby police station to report the case, so Zhang Zhiming went to look around his house but couldn't find him.

But at this time, Zhang Zhiming was also a little glad that he couldn't find Wang Xiaohuan at that time, otherwise he thought that he would definitely kill Wang Xiaohuan in a dream, so he was sentenced and lost the opportunity to see his only relative.

"Long time no see!" Zhang Zhiming recalled that it was not a tall back, and there was some fog in his eyes.

His childhood was not beautiful, although there was no shortage of food and clothing, but he never felt what family affection was.

Parents are the thread of their older generation, which is very cliché, that is, the two old comrades-in-arms are married to each other, so that the mother, who was not cold, came together with his father.

And this relationship also came to an end when Zhang Zhiming was seven years old because of the death of his grandfather, and finally the court awarded him to his father, and he never saw his mother again.

At that time, Zhang's father may have also been hit, in order to forcibly paralyze himself, he forcibly kept his busy feet from touching the ground every day, and he had no time to take care of Zhang Zhiming, which led to Zhang Zhiming spending almost always alone from childhood to the second year of high school.

In the eyes of others, Zhang's father is a talent worth boasting about, and he has created a lot of foundation with his own efforts from scratch, and has changed from Xiao Zhang in the mouth of others to Mr. Zhang.

But in Zhang Zhiming's eyes, his father is just an irresponsible guy, a fool who can't do anything but take money, and an idiot who doesn't know what he longs for is family affection.

He also tried to win back his father's attention, took the first place in the exam, participated in the school children's singing competition and won the prize, and became the child of someone else's family in the mouth of other parents, but none of these works.

Then Zhang Zhiming chose to be naughty, and went to an Internet café all night with his gangster classmates in junior high school, skipping school, falling in love, and doing all the bad things he could think of that didn't hurt others, but his father still didn't turn his attention to him.

Zhang Zhiming decided to hate his father and no longer pursue ethereal family affection.

When Zhang's father turned around and wanted to take care of Zhang Zhiming, Zhang Zhiming felt that he didn't need this father anymore, but he had to refute everything his father said, but he wanted to raise the bar for everything his father did.

"Ah Ming, today is your 18th birthday, I see that you usually watch the guitar on TV, and I got you a good guitar, which took more than 10,000 yuan to buy, see if you like it or not."

"I don't need to worry about it, Boss Zhang."

"But today is your birthday, you can give me a face to accept!"

"I've never had a birthday before, and I won't have to use it in the future."

After many times, Zhang's father was no longer accustomed to Zhang Zhiming, and the father and son began to fight-for-tat, and finally Zhang Zhiming lived in the university dormitory until he graduated from the university in a fit of anger, and he didn't go home to see Zhang's father, nor did he ask for a penny from Zhang's father.

"Ah Ming, it's okay for you to give me a little respect, no matter how you say it, I'm also your father!"

"What do you deserve my respect?"

"You're not endless, aren't you, I think I'm just too much to give you face, if you have the ability, you should never come to see me, and don't use my money."

"Okay, that's exactly what I want, who cares about your stinky money."

Mr. Zhang was last informed of a plane crash in a plane a month after graduating from university, and the name of his father, Mr. Zhang Tingyao, was on the list of victims.

He still remembers that before his father boarded the plane, he also called himself: "Ah Ming, if you don't feel comfortable living outside, go home, it was my father who talked too much before, and my father was wrong before..."

At that time, Zhang Zhiming was still secretly happy, and finally defeated his father, making him realize his pain for many years, and he never thought at that time that it was his last conversation with his father.

The sky was gray, Zhang Zhiming's heart was empty, loneliness, loss and helplessness overwhelmed him for a moment, he felt as if the whole world had abandoned him, and it was not until that time that Zhang Zhiming realized that he had never hated his father.

Time flies, time flies, more than ten years have passed, Zhang Zhiming still remembers that when he was eighteen years old, his proud father bowed his head and gave him his first birthday gift as if flattering, and at the age of twenty-two, his father apologized to himself in an almost humble tone.

followed the police out of the interrogation room, and saw the figure of one meter six in the hall, it is said that his mother has been disliking his father because of his father's appearance, but Zhang Zhiming feels that this man is the most handsome person in the world.

The memories in my heart peeled back into my mind, year after year, and my father had already apologized to him.

And I owe my father an apology!

He is here, there is still a place to come in life, he goes, and there is only a way back in life.

This time, he didn't want to experience the tragedy of wanting to raise his son but not waiting for him.

"Dad!"

Zhang Zhiming shouted in a trembling voice, it stands to reason that he is also a person who has been standing for a long time, but when the haunting figure appeared in front of him countless times, tears still did not stop falling out of his eyes.

Zhang Tingyao, who was originally going to preach his son, was a little dazed, this is the first time his son has called his father in the past two years, and you always come to feed him when he talks, and he is a little uncomfortable for a while: "Hey, hey, what's wrong, it's the police comrades who are scaring you?" ”

The police who sent Zhang Zhiming out were also stunned, why did he cry so well?

No one scared him, no one beat him.

Are the children of rich families so vulnerable?

"No, it's fine."

Zhang Zhiming also noticed that he was a little out of shape, raised his sleeve and wiped his tears, and said hesitantly: "I just want to remind you that it's time to lose weight, it's not good for your body to get fat again." ”

Zhang Tingyao was stunned when he heard this, rolled his eyes, and thought that he was going to sensationalize, but he was making himself amorous for a long time: "You still take care of your old man, let's be hungry, let's go eat first." ”

Zhang Zhiming followed his father out of the police station: "Okay, I still want to cut my hair first." ”

"That's right."

Zhang Tingyao finally showed a smile, and even the anger of being called into the police station to bail his son on bail dissipated, but there was still a tone on his mouth that someone who came over wanted to educate people: "I said a long time ago that your hair should be cut, how refreshing and refreshing it is, you have to learn from those second-rate artists to be." ”

If it was an eighteen-year-old Zhang Zhiming, he would have quarreled after being lectured by his father, but now Zhang Zhiming just smiled when he listened: "I know, I know, I'm not going to cut it." ”

It was half past seven in the evening after the haircut, but the sky was still slightly bright in August, the father and son went to a nearby restaurant for dinner, Zhang Zhiming took the initiative to take two bottles of liquor and put them on the table, Zhang Tingyao, who had announced his abstinence from alcohol since the success of his career, laughed and poured himself a full glass.

Needless to say, the knot is self-unraveling.