Don't make trouble, it will be photographed!

The two stood in a stalemate at the door for a moment, Zhao Weiguo snorted coldly, "Why can't I come?"

Mother Zhao came over with a large box of mooncakes from not far away, and said with a smile, "Today is the Mid-Autumn Festival, and your father is wondering if you have any mooncakes to eat."

Ji Hao heard the sound coming from the house, and when he saw the two elders, he hurriedly bowed and welcomed the two elders in.

Zhao Moran was still thinking about the last time the father and son broke up unhappy, and felt a little uneasy, worried that his father would do something excessive to Ji Hao today.

Zhao Moran brewed a pot of Longjing, carefully held it in front of his father, and said softly, "Why don't you take a good rest in the hospital, what if you get tired?"

Zhao Weiguo's face turned sullen, and he raised his voice: "You have to know, go and see me, do I still need to run around?"

Zhao Moran felt a little guilty about what his father said, so he lowered his head and stopped talking, while Ji Hao quickly smoothed things over and said, "Uncle, Zhao Moran has always been thinking about you in his heart, but he has been preparing for filming recently, thinking about it." I'll see you as soon as I'm free."

The father and son were relatively silent. In order to break the deadlock, Zhao's mother took the initiative to hold Ji Hao's hand and said, "Son, you have put a lot of effort into Lao Zhao's hospitalization this time. Auntie originally wanted to buy you something, but I've been thinking for a long time but I can't find the right thing, thinking that you don't lack anything."

As she spoke, Zhao's mother took out a black sweater from the handbag beside her, "Since I couldn't find anything suitable for you, I just knit a sweater. It's just right for me to wear when autumn comes. Anyway, I'm in the ward every day. To be idle is to be idle."

Ji Hao was stunned for a moment, staring at the pure black lace sweater, his brows slowly gathered together, and a layer of ripples gradually appeared in the circles of his eyes.

Ji Hao has lost his mother since he was born, and his adoptive mother also passed away in an accident when he was in Xinjiang. From the beginning to the end of his life, he has never experienced complete maternal love.

Seeing Ji Hao's dazed look, Zhao Moran reminded softly, "Do you want to try it on?"

"En!" Ji Hao sniffed, and solemnly stretched out his hands to take the sweater, treating it like a treasure.

Ji Hao quickly put the sweater on his body, the size was just right, he smoothed the clothes with his hands, and in an instant, a warm current gradually melted into the deepest part of his heart, gradually lighting up the abyss that had been frozen for a long time .

"Very suitable...Thank you." Ji Hao couldn't hide the turbulent emotion in his heart, and his voice became a little hoarse.

Seeing Ji Hao's reaction at this moment, Zhao Moran felt a pain in his heart. He moved his throat, and Zhuan Er joked to his mother: "Mom, you are biased, why don't you want to knit one for me!"

Zhao's mother smiled heartily: "Last year I wove you an identical one, but I didn't see you wearing it, so you still have the nerve to ask me for it now!"

Zhao Moran touched his head with a smile, and then stretched out his hand unconsciously to hold Ji Hao's hand.

This subtle move was caught by Zhao Weiguo in an instant, and his already cold face became even more ugly. He immediately stood up and said, "Since the things have been delivered, let's go, so you don't have to worry about staying here."

Zhao Moran's heart sank again in an instant, he frowned, and wanted to let go of Ji Hao's hand for an instant, but he hesitated for a moment and held it again, using a little more force than before.

People in their thirties are no longer the boy who didn't grow up. It's time to draw a clear line with his father.He is not a serial drama of his parents, and he does not need to let his elders write the script of his life. Since it is something he believes in, he must stick to it no matter what.

Seeing that Zhao Weiguo got up and wanted to leave, Ji Hao hurriedly dissuaded him: "Uncle, stay and finish the meal before leaving. I'll take you back after the meal."

He Sheng came out of the kitchen in a hurry when he heard the sound, he was still wearing the apron that he hadn't taken off in time, "Yes, uncle and auntie, let's go after dinner! I happened to make a few extra dishes here."

Seeing this, Zhao's mother also tried to persuade her: "Old Zhao, we haven't celebrated the Mid-Autumn Festival together for a long time, and everyone is here today, so our family should sit down and have a meal together."

The three words "family" got into the hearts of Zhao Moran and Ji Hao unexpectedly, and Mother Zhao's words unintentionally revealed the fact that she had accepted Ji Hao in her heart.

Everyone stood in place and waited for Zhao Weiguo to express his opinion. After Zhao Weiguo struggled for a moment, he nodded silently, and everyone also let out a long breath in their hearts.

The night fell quietly, and a full moon hung quietly over the treetops.

In a good season, I wish to have every year, and the Mid-Autumn Moon is common.

Everyone sat around the table, but the home-cooked dishes on the table were full of color, fragrance and taste, and everyone ate happily.

Zhao Moran was so emotional that he couldn't help drinking a few more glasses of wine with He Sheng. After drinking for three rounds, his face gradually turned red.

He took the initiative to put a piece of ribs in his father's bowl, then put down the bamboo chopsticks, straightened his back and said in a low voice, "Dad, I know you don't approve of the matter between Ji Hao and me, but please don't object... ..”

Before he finished speaking, Ji Hao patted Zhao Moran's thigh, indicating that he had something to say.

Jihao took a deep breath, looked at Zhao Weiguo and said, "Uncle, I met Zhao Moran ten years ago, and his appearance changed my life. Without him, I might not be sitting here today. I I always thought that Zhao Moran's appearance was a gift from heaven to me, so I assure you that I will use my life to protect him in this life."

Zhao Weiguo waved his hand and said, "It's hard for me to understand the feelings between you, maybe I'm old..." His eyes showed a trace of sadness, "I know I won't live long, I just want to spend the rest of my life Hurry up and hug a grandson, can't you all fulfill me?"

As soon as these words came out, everyone immediately put down their bowls and chopsticks, and the atmosphere became faintly tense again.

"Forget it, I've figured it out a bit these days. I'm a dying person and I'm still arguing with you here, as long as you don't bother me with trivial matters in the future."

After speaking, Zhao Weiguo took out a crumpled red envelope from his pocket and threw it in front of Ji Hao. Ji Hao hurriedly reached out to refuse, but Zhao's mother winked at him again and again, signaling him to accept it quickly.

"Okay, the meal is ready, take us back." Zhao Weiguo said lightly.

........

Early the next morning, Zhao Moran followed the production team's car to send Ji Hao, He Sheng and Zheng Xiang to the airport. Ji Hao was wearing that black sweater and refused to take it off, and forced himself to sweat.

The two were inseparable at the airport, Zhao Moran adjusted the collar of Li Jihao's sweater lining, and kept urging:

"Be sure to take your medicine on time."

"understood."

"Send me a WeChat message when you arrive."

"Okay, sure."

"Go to bed early at night and play the video to me before going to bed."

"As ordered."

"......"

He Sheng who was standing by the side couldn't help snickering, when did Zhao Moran become so clingy, and he was a bit like a mother-in-law.

Zhao Moran was still about to say something, but Ji Hao lowered his head and whispered in his ear: "Brother, the whole team is waiting for us."

Zhao Moran looked at more than a dozen people looking at him eagerly, and was a little embarrassed for a while, so Jier refused to change his words: "Be careful on the road."

After watching Ji Hao's figure pass the security check, he reluctantly turned around and left.

On the other side, Ji Hao sat in the VIP lounge, kept turning his mobile phone in his hand, and asked He Sheng, "Has Zhao Moran clinged to anyone before?"

"No." He Sheng said bluntly.

"—Yeah!" Ji Hao nodded in satisfaction, and asked again: "Then has anyone ever clinged to you?"

The corner of He Sheng's mouth twitched slightly, "No..."

Zheng Xiang was playing a mobile game at the side, Ji Hao patted his leg and said, "Is your previous partner clingy?"

Zheng Xiang gave a disdainful "cut" without raising his head, "I hate people who cling to me the most. Everyone is an adult. Put on your pants and don't disturb each other."

"Hehe, that's not okay, that's not true love." Ji Hao said earnestly.

Ji Hao caught another subordinate who just finished picking up the coffee, and just as he was about to speak, that person answered first: "Mr. Ji, I... haven't been in a relationship yet."

Ji Hao looked at the man with a look of disgust, "Then why are you still working here? It's really useless."

Everyone:? ? ? ? ! ! ! !Is there any relationship between not having a relationship and being promising?

Ji Hao rested his forehead with one hand, and said to himself: "Sometimes it's too sticky and it's annoying..."

Everyone: "........"

Troubled by sweet troubles, Ji Hao sent another message to Zhao Moran before boarding the plane: Miss you [kiss]

Now, Zhao Moran can finally experience the feeling of separation that director Lai Yiping said. In the past two days, he has basically never left his mobile phone. No matter what he does, he always wants to see if he has any new WeChat messages.

Sometimes Ji Hao sent a very simple sentence, and I would stare at it repeatedly for a long time.

After Ji Hao retired from the competition, the program team selected a new-generation actor as a substitute artist. At the same time, due to the scandal of Sun Yichen, the senior management of the cross-border dance king unanimously decided to disqualify him from the competition, and at the same time asked Canxing to create a crossover Compensation for the loss of the reputation of the King of Dance.

Two days later, the cross-border dance king's championship competition officially began. This time the program group adopted a live broadcast method, which means that there will be no post-production to make up for the mistakes made on the spot, so all participating artists The challenges accepted are more difficult than ever.

This time, Zhao Moran invited six male dancers who are similar in stature to him in a famous hip-hop studio in Beijing to collaborate in a light and shadow dance.

In order to cooperate with Zhao Moran's performance, the cross-border dance king program team also put in a lot of effort on the stage, temporarily building all the props needed for the light and shadow show.

Before the show started, Ji Hao played a video for Zhao Moran. In the video, Ji Hao was wearing a black sweater and standing in the familiar Yili Lavender Manor.

The local wind in Yili is very strong. In the video, I feel that the local weather is not very good. In the video, Ji Hao opened his mouth hard, but he still couldn't hear what the other party said.

Zhao Moran looked at the person in the video softly, and then silently mouthed "I miss you" to the other person.

For some reason, Zhao Moran felt a sense of panic in his heart, but he couldn't tell what he was panicking about.

Ji Hao made a gesture of empathy in the video, and then the screen jumped to the face of a little boy beside him.The boy looked handsome, and the skin on his face was a little chapped due to the local wind and sand erosion all year round.

In the video, Ji Hao rubbed the boy's hair, then showed a bright smile, and pointed to himself.Zhao Moran understood, Ji Hao wanted to say that the boy was a bit like him when he was a child.

Because he really couldn't hear what the other party said, Zhao Moran hung up the video, and Ji Hao sent a message after 1 minute:

The shooting location has almost been set up, and all departments are basically ready. I look forward to your triumphant return. Come on brother, I believe you will win the championship!

The countdown has already started for the program group, so Zhao Moran could only temporarily hand over the phone to Jihao's former assistant, Xiao Wu, and let her keep it for him first, but when it was handed over to the other party, Zhao Moran felt even more uneasy , so he quickly took back the phone and replied to Jihao:

We will meet soon, we must pay attention to safety.

When handing over the phone again, Zhao Moran wondered why he had to tell Ji Hao to pay attention to safety.

The scene entered the countdown stage. As the countdown sound effect sounded, Zhao Moran's heart beat faster and faster inexplicably. He looked at Du Yang who was sitting not far away, and Du Yang responded with a bright smile.