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Zheng Ao stayed at my house for two days.

Originally, he would have continued to stay, but unfortunately I had to go home—my father was going to take me back to City C to visit grandma's grave.

Although Zheng Ao was very unhappy.But I still had to pack up some things I moved over the past two days and go home.The computer for work, the documents that occupy the first floor of the bookshelf, the fax machine, and a huge alpaca puppet given to me by my office colleague. After I put it in the sun for a day, I gave it to him for reading. , He called the puppet his son, and punched the alpaca in the stomach a few times. After I reminded him that beating like this would open the line, he calmed down a little.In fact, I gave him the key, if he continues to stay here, it is not impossible.

It was already dark when we got home.

The office has a lot of things to do recently, Professor Qian was hospitalized, and a lot of work was suppressed. I only took one day off, and I have to go to work the next morning.

The Li family is still the same.Because Li's old house is really not a good place, Li Zhurong has always lived outside.

The Li family is very big, and the old house is in the compound of the military region. I went there once, during the Chinese New Year.At that time, Mr. Li had passed away, and the real head of the family was Li Zhurong, but the elder in name was his uncle.When I went there, it was Chinese New Year, and the Li family members came back. Three generations lived under the same roof.Not everyone in the Li family has Li Zhurong's ability, but most of them have his temper.

At that time, I had just arrived in Beijing from City C, and when I broke into such a family, I was at a loss as to what to do.There I made my first friend in Beijing, his name was Li Yan, he was one year older than me, and he was Li Xiu's cousin.I got lost in the yard of Li's house, he took me back, gave me a sugar frog, lent me his "Harry Potter and the Philosopher's Stone", sneaked over to me in the middle of the night, and gave me explain.We watched all night under the covers with flashlights.

Later when Li Xiu bullied me, he taught me to push Li Xiu from behind when he climbed to a high place. After that, Li Xiu could no longer bully me. After pushing, he would go to play with him. He helped me talk to adults. Lie, no one will find out...

When I refused, he turned to threatening me.Say this is his house, if I don't do this, someone will kill me.

I told Li Zhurong directly.

I dare not tell Xu Xu, because I don't think he can beat those people.They all said that I look like him, but I'm not. I knew very early on that in this world, good people can't beat bad people.

For more than ten years after that, even though Li Xiu kept bullying and mocking me, I never really hated him.

He is just a child who is two years younger than me. His bad temper, domineering personality, and intelligence beyond his age are all to deal with this world.He was born on a bush of thorns, and I was only wounded by a thorn in his body.There is nothing to complain about. To him, I am just a stranger who suddenly broke into his life, but I want to carve up the family with him, how could he agree.

They say I look like Xu Xu, maybe sometimes I do.I am very forgiving.

I call it Li's house, but it's actually Li Zhurong's house.

It's very close to Lu Jiaming's house.

This villa area is very expensive, and the environment is very good. Every house has a yard. Li's yard is very large, with black iron railings, covered with roses, like a castle.Li Xiu was standing at the door holding a water pipe, bathing a horse, and the butler was standing beside him with a sad face. This scene seemed familiar.To be the housekeeper of the Li family, one must have a strong heart.

Li Xiu inherited Li Zhurong's outline, but the details are more refined. Li Zhurong's eyes are dark blue, but his is dark blue. Because he is the first generation of mixed blood, his hair is dark brown and his skin is as white as porcelain. , looks like his father, with a military temperament, even if he is washing horses here with his shirt sleeves rolled up, he still makes people feel proud and upright.When he was in high school, some girls said that he was an ascetic, and Zheng Ao laughed at him for several years, saying that no wonder he was a white chicken.

I don't have a car, so I took a taxi outside and walked over.

Li Xiu glanced at me and ignored me, but the housekeeper was very polite: "Mr. Xu, Mr. Xu is waiting for you in the study."

Li Xiu started to whistle, he just missed writing "I can't see you" on his face.

I walked past him and he stopped me again.

"Hey! Why are you going!"

"I'm going to find my dad." I replied calmly, not knowing what he was awkward about, it's not like he didn't hear what the housekeeper said just now.

He snorted.

"This is a new horse I bought!" He sprayed the horse's back with a hose, and the horse was very obedient and did not move, its eyes were very docile.

"Very good." I nodded, wanting to find my dad.

"It's a purebred Arabian horse, which can be used to equip cavalry." Li Xiu said proudly, "There are such war horses on reliefs in Mesopotamia."

He is still the same as when he was a child, he likes to show off those weird toys in front of me.

"It's so powerful." I looked at the horse: "I don't really understand these...uh, horse things."

"It's really illiterate." He folded his arms, with a proud and displeased face: "Then what do you know?"

I thought of the alpaca that Zheng Ao hit in the stomach a few times.

"I don't know...maybe, alpaca."

My dad's study is on the first floor, next to Li Zhurong's office.In fact, Li Zhurong often uses this as his office. Except for necessary meetings and business trips, he reads his documents in the study room, no matter how confidential.Probably many people would not believe that in his position, he could trust someone so unabashedly.

It seems that my dad specially chose a time when Li Zhurong was away to call me back.

I liked this study room very much when I was a child, and I used to steal books here.My dad was pleasantly surprised when he found out that I could read basic physics books. For a long time, I also studied physics hard for his liking. I hid from reading books until one or two o’clock every night, but pretended it was the first time the next day. It looks like you can quickly understand those theories.

It was after a long, long time that I gradually understood that it wasn't because I wasn't good enough that he didn't like me and couldn't grow up with me like a normal father and son.

He can lose his physics career for Li Zhurong, so how can he not lose the joy of teaching me physics?

People grow up slowly.

My dad stood in front of the whiteboard for calculations and had already written two-thirds of the calculations. Among the piles of calculations, I only saw one Lorentz transformation, which seemed to be related to the theory of relativity.

"Dad." I called him.

He didn't hear it at all, still standing in front of the whiteboard, writing for a while, pondering for a while, I didn't bother him, and sat down on the sofa next to him.

In my memory, he is tall and thin, wearing glasses, gentle as jade, and he is very suitable for wearing a white shirt. The world uses one word to describe a literati, strength of character.I think this word can be applied to all people who have a firm belief in their hearts.Although he is gentle, there is something very hard in his bones.That kind of thing distinguishes him from mediocre ordinary people like us. He doesn't care about fame, wealth and wealth.Standing on a wall and being strong without desire, this is his strength of character.

It's a pity that he is too gentle and full of weaknesses, so he was easily dragged into the world by the Li family and his son.

Sometimes I think, the accident that made him have to give up physics, was it really a sudden accident, or did it happen with Li Zhurong's acquiescence?

After all, for the domineering Li family, he who is only academic and immersed in another world is more unacceptable than having his attention stolen by me.

Of course, it may be that I judge the belly of a gentleman with the heart of a villain.