The soup is that person, a big pot is enough for two people to eat, but he ordered three by himself, Bai Che smiled, I'm afraid it's lonely, it's too lonely to eat by myself, if it's another dish, then it's even more lonely.

Placing the soup in front of him, Bai Che smiled lightly, "Your soup." ”

Hai Yidong looked up at the man in front of him, and was surprised for a moment, "Are you ...... The waiter here? ”

"No," Bai Che shook his head, glancing in the direction of the kitchen, "I'm just here to help." ”

Having said that, Hai Yidong naturally understands that he is coming for Xian Shu.

Even if he hasn't been the father of that child for more than 20 years, the father is the father after all, and the blood relatives are still there.

The man in front of him, although not as good as Ye Zhichen, still has a strong taste of elegance, and the man's dress and demeanor look quite good.

Even if it's not Ye Zhichen, this choice is good.

Hai Yidong showed a satisfied smile, "Xian Shu has suffered a lot, and I hope you can treat her well in the future." ”

As a father, there is nothing you can do for her, at least in front of her partner, to give them the best wishes.

The man in front of him, Bai Che could naturally guess his identity.

No matter what kind of past they have had, there is a relationship that is like a thread between lotus roots, which is difficult to cut, and so are they.

Bai Che's smile was a little respectful, "I know. ”

Such a man is as warm as jade, and Hai Yidong likes it even more, "If you're interested, just sit down and drink a little." ”

Between the son-in-law and the father-in-law, it is necessary to drink some wine to get closer.

The man moves frequently, with a bit of everyone's demeanor, even if a certain sadness in his eyes cannot be erased, but Bai Che still feels that this is a man with a story.

In the heart of every person who has a story, there is a bit of sadness and a heart that has seen through the vicissitudes of the world.

Bai Che likes people with stories like this.

"I'll go get the cutlery."

took his own cutlery and a bottle of wine with a slightly lower degree, and sat down opposite Hai Yidong.

opened the wine and poured a glass for Hai Yidong first, and then his own.

The crisp sound of the wine glasses colliding with each other is like a kind of generosity after people rub against each other and erase each other's edges and corners.

After a glass of wine, Hai Yidong smiled and squinted, took the wine glass and began to fill the second glass.

For many years, no one had drunk with him like this for many years.

After another glass, the wine ignited a fire in his abdomen, which warmed his heart, and many things wanted to bubble out.

"Xian Shu is a good child, I am sorry for her, I have done a lot of things to hurt her, I, as a father, did not give her a lot, but took a lot of ...... from her"

Picking up the wine bottle and having another glass, Hai Yidong stared at a certain corner of the table, looking seriously.

"People say that tigers don't eat children, I'm not ruthless, I'm just ...... It's just that it's too late to regret it......"

Another glass, like drinking water, Hai Yidong lowered his head, still staring at the table, his eyes gathered, more of a confluence of memories.

"People always regret the choices they made after a long, long time, but you know that many mistakes can be remedied, and I, my mistakes, ......"

His mistake is unforgivable, no matter which angle you stand on, it is an unforgivable mistake.