Nine Prison Rings

Chen Zhirong looked back and forth on his son's face with concern: He had to admit that he couldn't understand this child more and more.His thoughts, his joys, sorrows, and joys, it seems that he is always looking at the flowers in the fog and can't get close.He was rejected, cut off from the heart of his own child.

This kind of refusal and a thousand miles away from the bottom of his heart, he is suspicious and vigilant towards anyone and everything; is it due to his disregard for many years, or is it due to his special growth experience?No matter which one it is, the root cause is that he missed the process of growing up with his children.

This made him remorseful, discouraged, distressed, and full of flavors.No father can bear the polite and distant treatment of his own flesh and blood, right? !As long as Can is happy, as long as Can can return to the sunshine and clarity of the past, and live the ordinary life that belonged to him; even if his body is broken, he will not hesitate.

However, Chan did not give him such a chance.He just became his ally, partner.That's all.

Thinking of this, Chen Zhirong's eyes dimmed a lot... It was rare, showing a trace of old weariness.

Chen Zhirong muttered for a long time, wanting to say something, but afraid of annoying his son, he finally didn't open his mouth.The two of them faced each other silently, eating with their heads down.

After a while, Can looked at his father, slowly took out a black brocade box from his pocket, and pushed it over.

Seeing his action, Chen Zhirong looked at his son in puzzlement.

"I bought you a retirement gift. Take a look and see if you like it." Chen Can spoke very flatly, without any emotion.The tone of his speech was as ordinary as if he was throwing over a morning newspaper.

Chen Zhirong's heart jumped with joy, as if there was a "itch" scratching it.He opened the box with surprise and delight—it contained a simple and elegant mechanical watch for men.

Chen Zhirong is a working-class man, and he doesn't have much research on watches, he doesn't know the brand, and he doesn't know good or bad.He saw a few English letters: "cartier", but as long as he pays a little attention to the style of the watch and the exquisite packaging, he can guess that the price must be high.

"It must be very expensive, right?" Chen Zhirong asked cautiously, unable to hide his inner love: "You don't need to give such an expensive gift to dad. Why spend so much money?"

Looking at his father's focused eyes, Chen Can knew that he liked this watch very much, and that it was what he wanted.

"The price is not cheap. It's a gift. The most important thing is that it's worth it if people like it."

"I like it, I like it, of course I like it. How can I not like such a good watch?!" Chen Zhirong's eyes sparkled, as if he had obtained the most precious treasure in the world.Leaning slightly, he couldn't help frowning again, and muttered in a lack of confidence: "It's just that I don't have many occasions to wear such a precious thing..."

Upon hearing this, Chen Can's face grew long, with a tinge of displeasure: "I bought it for you, and you can dispose of it as you please. If you like it, you can keep it; if you don't like it, it's none of my business to give it away."

Chen Zhirong heard his son's bad tone, he probably wasn't happy about it, and quickly showed a smile: "You gave it as a gift, I wouldn't give it away. I will put it away, and I can show off to others during the New Year's festival..."

These words were clearly intended to please Chen Can, and Chen Can was very pleased with them.He likes the feeling of dominating everything, no wonder everyone wants to be rich; being rich is indeed a very enjoyable enjoyment.

He was in a good mood, called the waiter, and ordered two more dishes; he planned to share a quiet lunch with his father, whom he hadn't seen for a long time, without any distractions.

Seeing his son having a meal with him in such a relaxed manner, Chen Zhirong felt much more at ease than usual.

If he doesn't take advantage of today to say the words that have been kept in his heart, he is afraid that he will not find a better opportunity.

"Chan, you don't need money now. You've almost done everything you need to do. I've also retired, and it's time for me to live a stable life for a few years. Shouldn't you be studying abroad? Isn't it your dream..." Chen Zhirong looked forward earnestly in his low tone.

Chen Can opened his eyelids, glanced at his slightly anxious father, and said calmly: "What do you mean? Do you want me to go? I still have something to do. It's not time yet."

Seeing the obvious disappointment flashing across Chen Zhirong's face, he felt a little depressed.

"What? You want to stay out of it? You forgot, what did you promise me?... Don't worry, I'll let you get out after finishing your work."

"You think I care about this?"

The corners of Chen Zhirong's mouth twitched uneasily, his face was thin, his lines were hard, and his eyes were piercingly cold.

"How long are you going to be involved with that Luo? Isn't it what you should do, have you done it? You don't really want to spend the rest of your life with him, do you?... You can't be confused any more! Keep breaking, the worse it is for you! If you get what you want, get out and dump him!"

"Afraid that I still have no love for him? Hehe...how come?...." Chen Can shook his wine glass and said with a mocking smile: "Do you think all I want is his wealth and money? I I want more than this.....Dad, you underestimate your son too much...the good show, we have to get to the climax!"

Chen Zhirong looked at him, smiling brightly like a spring flower, with unpredictable deep pools in his eyes; as his instinct to deal with criminals for many years, he suddenly felt a chill down his spine... This child seemed to be a fallen angel from hell, a demon... A ghastly evil brews in the enchanted land; yet it feels irresistible.

What is he going to do?

"Son, at what stage does your play have to be before it's over?" Chen Zhirong opened his eyes wide and asked anxiously.He was really afraid that if he spit it out from the mouth of the person in front of him, it would be the result of death. "Don't do such a stupid thing like lifting a rock and shooting yourself in the foot!"

Chen Can, on the other hand, chuckled lightly, looking calm and composed.

"If I say that Luo Xiu and Fang Yixi will be separated forever, never seeing each other as the finale... What do you think?..."

Can, hehe a few times, laughing so that the flower branches trembled, and looked at the opposite person with half truth and half falsehood.Chen Zhirong was confused by him, he didn't know if he was serious or joking.

"Since a long time ago, I have been the director of this play. I will give them whatever ending I want, depending on my mood..." Chen Can shrank his pupils suddenly, and said sullenly: "As long as I like, I can change the ending at any time."

For the first time, Chen Zhirong wondered if the handsome, refreshing man sitting in front of him was his son? !If so, he really can't figure it out, whether it's the intelligence and wisdom of Chan's body, or his scheming and scheming, nothing seems to come from him.To put it bluntly, he doesn't have the confidence at all: his genes can give birth to such an extraordinary child.It doesn't matter whether he chooses good or evil.

"How long will it take before it's over?" Chen Zhirong knew that he couldn't stop Can, and he couldn't change his decision.As an ally, he can only cooperate with all his strength to protect his child.

"I don't want you to waste too much time on Luo Xiu. Even if you must spend your life with a man, I don't want it to be him."

Chen Can drank all the red wine in the glass and smiled brightly: "Soon. The curtain is about to open... La la la....."

He raised the corners of his lips and hummed a cheerful tune; he looked like a stage manager, waiting for a gorgeous drama to be staged with joy.

But Chen Zhirong couldn't be happy, he knew that as the matter came to an end, his ending became unknown.Worst of all, he could foresee that this ending would not be too good.My mind is full of a sentence I read the scriptures the day before yesterday: "If you are the same generation, you will fall into the endless hell, thousands of billions of kalpas, and this will continue, and you will find no time..."

The question is: what else can he do? ...... The gear of fate seems to have been out of control, heading in an unpredictable direction.

Winter goes to spring, everything recovers.

The spring mountains are warm and breezy, the curtains of the pavilions are left behind, and the willow swings are in the courtyard.

Singing Yingying and dancing swallows, the small bridge and flowing water are red.

Peach red willow green one spring, the earth is full of vitality.Flowers are blooming everywhere, shining brightly.

Fang Yixi felt that in this season, the grass was growing and the warbler was flying in his heart, full of turmoil.

He has been dormant for almost a year and is unemployed at home.Live the so-called "happy life" of opening your mouth when you eat, reaching out for your clothes, and spending time with your bed.

After such a long time, the brain has forgotten to turn, and it is about to rust.Nothing tastes good to eat, and what to do is not interesting, like a young woman who just gave birth to a child suffering from "postpartum depression".In layman's terms, it just hurts to be idle.

Such a day after tomorrow, Chi Wei also noticed his depression.Yixi, after all, is not a pet, but a living person.Staying locked up at home all the time is definitely not an option, and it may be counterproductive.

After careful consideration and repeated discussions with Yixi; after nearly a month of market research: a drinking bar with Yixi as the owner, one of the best comprehensive commercial complexes in the city, and BTD Shopping Center officially opened for business.

Fang Yixi's drinking bar is located on the fifth floor of the shopping mall, adjacent to a movie theater in the shopping mall.There are also restaurants and large game venues around.It can be said that it is a prime location here, with a unique location.Of course, all of this was possible thanks to Chi Wei's strong connections and background.

From the day it opened, the business has been very good: it is just a variety of drinks, simple to make, low-tech, fair price, easy to take away; it is also the most crowded floor.One can imagine the degree of popularity.

Yixi was so busy every day that he almost didn't touch the ground.Within three months, he happily planned his own chain plan.

His side is thriving, and Chi Wei's project is at a critical moment. He is so busy all day long that no one can be seen; the workload can definitely compete with that of the Premier of the State Council.Fortunately, the two of them have their own careers. Such busyness has actually made life more reasonable and stable.Feelings, like a bottle of old wine, get stronger with time.

After that period of fiery, intense pursuit, and joyful period, the plainness of being together and staying together has become the most real reliance.

Time flies like running water: in a hurry, but moving forward indomitably.

Many things, submerged in the dust, can't stop the quicksand of the years; the heart is worn away, and the traces are blurred.

Fang Yixi thought that there was nothing wrong with this.Although he doesn't expect to grow old with Chi Wei forever, but he can still have a love and live a self-sufficient life, and he has nothing else to wish for.He had an earth-shattering love; for this he was hurt, he was hurt, and he was happy.Now, there is no longing for it at all.One day alive, one day safe; that is the best.

Forget the past.

If you can forget it, you can't ask for it; if you can't, it's good to live in peace with it and live in peace.

How do you know what kind of script God will give you...

On Monday, there were still not many people in the mall.

At three o'clock in the afternoon, the passenger flow is low.Occasionally, there would be three or five young people sitting leisurely in the booths, sipping drinks and surfing the Internet.

Yixi was fine, spread out the paper, held the pen, and calculated some raw materials to be imported.

A figure swayed in front of his eyes, covering a short period of light.

Yixi lowered her head, continued to look at the paper sheet in her hand, thinking about her own affairs.He knew that when the guests came, there would be a service girl to greet them.

"Sir, what would you like to drink?" The service girl said crisply.

"A cup of mandarin duck without ice."

The thick male voice, the magnetic bass rushing into the ears, the sensuality that stirs the heart... This voice, passing through the ear canal, crossing the barriers of the body, directly hits the softest part of the heart——

So, familiar?In this way, people feel a slight pain in the heart.

Yixi was stunned for a moment...

The pen in his hand fell on the table unknowingly, making an inaudible sound.

He raised his head hesitantly, and followed the reputation——Luo Xiu, who was holding a long glass, turned sideways: his black eyes were like stars, staring at him intently...