This should be the most boring Chinese New Year's Eve dinner.

Ding Lingling and Ding Yutao sat opposite each other, obviously there were only two people at the huge dinner table, but the father and daughter were far apart......

It is clear that the two are eating the Chinese New Year's Eve dinner on Chinese New Year's Eve, but from beginning to end, the communication between the two is pitiful.

Because they didn't know what the other party was thinking, they didn't even turn on the TV, and at their house, they didn't seem to have the habit of watching the Spring Festival Gala.

Ding Yutao didn't dare to speak, he was afraid that he would make his daughter unhappy again, Ding Lingling didn't want to speak, she didn't want to chat with her father, and there was nothing to say.

The two looked at each other speechlessly, only feeling that a table of sumptuous dishes was also a lot boring.

"Ahem......"

Ding Yutao glanced at his daughter who lowered her head and swiped her mobile phone, and reminded her, but playing with her mobile phone during meals is not a good habit.

After all, in his impression, his daughter is usually not like this, and Ling Ling will not pay attention to other things when eating, is it possible......

He frowned, and immediately thought of the little star surnamed Xie, for a while, when he came back from work, he could often see Xie Mu pushing his daughter to bask in the sun in the small courtyard.

To be honest, he doesn't like the profession of a star, but when Ling Ling gets along with that kid, the smile on his face is something he has never seen before.

She must have been waiting for that kid's show......

Ding Yutao paused, got up straight and turned on the TV not far away, I have to admit that Xie Mu, who can appear on the stage of the Spring Festival Gala, is very good.

He didn't mean to help his daughter see Xie Mu, but it was easy to hurt his eyes by staring at the mobile phone screen for too long, so it was good to watch the Spring Festival Gala together.

"Thank you."

Ding Lingling stunned him with a slightly grateful voice, how long has it been since her daughter communicated with him so calmly?

Although she soon returned to a cold attitude, for Ding Yutao, her daughter's improved attitude is undoubtedly great news.

Xie Mu's program happened to be played on TV, and when the slides appeared along with the prelude to the song, Ding Yutao was suddenly a little confused.

The father in the photo was holding the child with a happy face, and he couldn't open his eyes a little.

As a father, not being able to see his daughter grow up is the most regrettable thing in his life, but it is a pity that he has not been able to take a good photo with his daughter until now.

Looking at the age of the father and son in the slide, the children who used to babble have become adults, but the man who is the father has gradually become rickety.

Seeing this, Ding Yutao was suddenly a little scared, in his lifetime, could he really wait for his daughter's forgiveness?

"Where has the time gone, it took me before I could take a good look at your eyes."

Xie Mu's singing is quite exciting, the father and daughter have their own hearts, and the feelings of this song are completely different.

After listening to the sighing time, Ding Yutao's mind was full of absurdities and regrets in the first half of his life, and there was no way to turn back when he looked back.

He also wanted to ask, where did the time go, and why did he become like this step by step?

Ding Lingling secretly glanced at the man in front of him, in fact, he asked himself, he has always been very good to himself, whether it is his mother or his own legs, although there is a misunderstanding, it is not his intention.

In fact, she knows best in her heart that what she has always hated has never been this father, but that God has taken away her legs......

When will he be willful, he raised himself like this alone, if one day he really dies, he will definitely regret it, why didn't he forgive him earlier, forgive the unfortunate self.

"Firewood, rice, oil and salt, half a lifetime, in the blink of an eye, only wrinkles are left on the face."

Inadvertently, she also saw her father's white hair on the temples, and he looked so decadent when he was supposed to be proud of the spring breeze as the head of a school.

She stole her father's youth and carved wrinkles ruthlessly, but her father didn't complain or annoy, he just wished her all right......

Somehow, the corners of the girl's eyes were a little moist.

"Dad, help me take a bowl of rice again."

Ding Yutao, who was melancholy, heard his daughter's voice, and only felt that he had heard it wrong, she, what did she call herself just now?

Without hesitation, he took the bowl in a slight hurry, got up and walked to the kitchen.

At that moment, the man over forty years old burst into tears......

……

"The pressure is on us."

After Xie Mu's performance, they were a group of eight, and only Pu Tong and Yu Kun were left who had not yet performed on stage.

Yu Yunjun is okay, she only has one chorus with Pu Tong, but Pu Tong still has two programs left, and after the chorus, he also has a solo.

"Nervous?"

She helped Pu Tong straighten her collar, and there were not many guests who performed two shows at the Spring Festival Gala at the same time, although he was not the first one, but it was definitely the first in recent years.

On such a big stage as the Spring Festival Gala, he is in charge of two programs by himself, and anyone who comes to this kind of thing will be nervous.

"It's a little ......," Pu Tong paused, "but I'm a little more nervous with your chorus." ”

Take 10,000 steps back, it's good that he is responsible for his own show, but the chorus is a matter of two people, so this responsibility is also heavy.

Actually, they weren't so nervous, what kind of things they hadn't encountered along the way?

Pu Tong held Yu Yun's little hand, only to feel that this year's experience was like a dream, which made him a little trance.

Since I met her, my life has changed dramatically, obviously I don't like changes very much, but I still fall in love with this kind of life that is a new surprise every day.

"Say, am I dreaming?"

Just like many readers in the comment area complained, how can there be any crossing, it's just a fantasy of a lonely boy before he died......

Although there will be people who follow the post "The shaft is bad for my Dao heart", this sentence that is so realistic that it is a little cruel can pierce everyone's hearts like a thorn.

"Why do you think that?"

Yu Su was stunned for a moment, he was about to perform, why did he think so?

"Because before I met you, I was still an ordinary person, but after I met you, I flew to the clouds step by step like a dream, and you are smart and cute, and my girlfriend is full of ......"

Before he finished speaking, Yu Yunjun suddenly raised his arm, rolled up his sleeves and took a bite of his teeth.

Although she didn't exert any force, the girl's sharp tiger teeth still made him sting, and a row of clear tooth marks fell.

"If it hurts, it means it's not a dream."

Yu Su smiled evilly and wiped the corners of his mouth.

"Even if you are really dreaming, I am willing to dream with you, if life is a big dream, then let it be a big dream!"

If life is a big dream, then every brick and tile in this dream is a well-designed code, which cannot withstand scrutiny at all.

But this girl was the only one who had been beyond his expectations, and suddenly looked back, the girl who saw her for the first time bravely chose herself in the crowd, and took such a tender and lovely step when she was immature......

From the moment he looked up and met his gaze, it was no longer a dream.

"Let's go, it's our turn."

On the stage, the previous cliché sketch had come to an end with fragmentary applause, but the audience did not get distracted, but looked at the stage with burning eyes, and the anticipation in their eyes could not be concealed at all.

Everyone who has read the program already knows what is next.

I didn't feel sad for a moment about the end of the boring show, and the next thing that dared to go to the battlefield was the chorus of national-level CP Pu Tong and Yu Kunjun!

(End of chapter)