after the reunion

When Zhao Xi brought Zhao Dongdong back from kindergarten, the weather was fine, and the sun that had been hidden for many days was exposed.Dongdong happily took his father's hand and ran here and there. Zhao Xi had a rest today, and it was a rare day to play with his son. The little guy was already crazy about it.

With vegetables and fish in hand, their community is very old, where retired old people and people with poor economic conditions live, and there are few vehicles in normal times.

So at this moment, Zhao Dongdong broke away from his father's hand, rushed to the middle of the road, happily picked up the small stones on the ground, and kept pushing forward, making a sound of "咻咻".

Zhao Xi smiled, watching him play around.

Suddenly, he caught a glimpse of a black light out of the corner of his eye, and his body reacted faster than his brain.Zhao Xi rushed out to hug the child, rolled on the spot, and narrowly brushed against the side of the car. A large piece of flesh was scraped off his thin-sleeved arm by the stones on the ground, exposing the bright red flesh inside. inside.

Dongdong's eyes were wide open, and she was too scared to speak.Zhao Xi struggled to help the child up with his good hand, and sat on the ground gasping for air. His knee was uncomfortable, and he knew it was scratched without even looking at it, and his arm hurt.

He sat on the ground a little dizzy, touched the child's face, and told him that his father was fine, and that he could just sit and relax.

A man ran down from the Mercedes-Benz over there, about forty years old.Running in front of him, he breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that he was fine, "Sir, how are you doing, do you need me to take you to the hospital?"

Zhao Xi took his eyes off his son, looked up at him, and shook his head, "I'm fine, I don't need to go to the hospital."

The man still wanted to talk, Zhao Xi hurriedly added: "It's none of your business, it's the children running around."

The middle-aged man smiled naively, said oh, and was about to walk back.

The back door was suddenly opened, and the man became nervous.

Qin Muyang waited for a long time and Lao Zhang didn't come back, he came out with a cold face.Walking to the front, seeing the young people and children on the ground, his expression turned ugly, "Old Zhang, this is—"

Before he finished speaking, he suddenly stopped.

On the ground, Zhao Xi's raised head also froze, his heart beating violently uncontrollably.

The two were silent for a long time before Zhao Xi got up from the ground with his arms propped up, tugged at his broken sleeve, and smiled slightly.

"Ah... Mr. Qin, long time no see."

Qin Muyang's face was calm, his brows were raised slightly, and he spoke after a while.

"Zhao Xi, long time no see."

Hearing the other party say these two words in an indifferent voice that he had never heard before, Zhao Xi only felt a severe pain in his heart, and the warm weather made him feel like he was about to suffer from heat stroke.

The thigh was pulled suddenly, Dongdong looked up at him from below, but he dared not speak because of Qin Muyang's face, and opened his eyes wide, pitifully.

Zhao Xi came back to his senses, quickly picked up the child, and coaxed the child softly.

Dongdong wrapped his arms around his father's neck, and secretly looked at Qin Muyang from the corner of his eyes.

Qin Muyang was also looking at him, his eyes were calm and unwavering.

"Your son?" Qin Muyang said suddenly.

Zhao Xi's body trembled a bit, and he exerted force on his hands, Dongdong couldn't help but let out a cry.

Zhao Xi's face turned a little pale, and he hummed lightly with his head lowered.

Qin Muyang got the answer and didn't ask any more questions. He nodded at Lao Zhang and walked to the back of the car.

Lao Zhang received instructions from his boss, and hurried forward and said, "This... sir. You have your business card. If you feel unwell, please call the number above, and we will pay for the medical expenses."

Zhao Xi held the business card stiffly and looked down, but it wasn't the name he had been thinking about for many years.

Gao Cen, Qin Muyang's former assistant.

The other party's car drove away quickly, leaving only a small black spot slowly disappearing from Zhao Xi's sight.

"Father..." Dongdong put his hand on his cheek, feeling a little confused.

Zhao Xi turned around in a daze, reached out to touch his own cheek, and then was startled by the tears on his face.

"Dongdong..." Zhao Xi sighed, hugged his son tightly, and limped home.

He and this man met again after six years of separation.

Zhao Xi sighed in his heart, recalling that person's expression just now, it was... don't remember.

Zhao Xi smiled wryly, holding the bag in one hand and hugging his son in the other.Fortunately, all I bought today were vegetables and fish, no eggs or fruits.When they got home, the two went about their own business.Zhao Xi was washing vegetables in the kitchen without saying a word, while Dongdong happily watched cartoons in the living room.

Today, I have my favorite steamed fish. Dongdong looked beaming, and glanced at the kitchen from the corner of his eyes. He felt that his father seemed unhappy.

Dongdong's little head kept turning, and in line with her goal of being a good child, she ran to the kitchen to comfort her.

Zhao Xi had gauze wrapped around his hands, and he was washing the dishes with some effort.Seeing his son running in with a look of thirst for knowledge, he took the initiative to ask, "What's wrong with Dongdong? Do you have something to ask Dad?"

Dongdong frowned, looking worried, and finally said softly, "Father, are you unhappy?"

Zhao Xi paused, cold water poured onto his right hand, and within a short while there was a burst of burning pain.

"Why do Dongdong ask that?" Zhao Xi checked his right hand while turning off the faucet.

Dongdong was lying by the door, with her head up and her mouth pouted, "Father is just unhappy."

His tone was firm, yet a little bit aggrieved.

Zhao Xi's heart softened, and he sighed, "Well, Dad is a little unhappy."

Dongdong asked, "Why is Dad unhappy?"

Zhao Xi's chaotic mood was cleared up by his son, so he laughed and joked, "Hey, Dad doesn't like fish, what should I do if Dongdong asks Dad to do it!"

Dongdong's face shrunk, and tears rolled in his eyes.Zhao Xi saw that the joke had gone too far, how could foodies be provoked, so he quickly dried the water from his hands, squatted down, kissed his son on the cheek, and solemnly swore, "Dad is joking with Dongdong, dad is cute fish!"

Dongdong sniffled, her eyes were full of disbelief.

Zhao Xi was speechless, and realized that this joke seemed to have been made too many times.

"Well, don't you want to eat bitter melon tonight?" Zhao Xi compromised.

Dongdong raised his eyebrows and rushed forward, hugged his neck and rubbed fiercely, "Ahhh! Dad is a good man!"

Zhao Xi was thrown so hard that he almost lay down on the ground, his right hand propped up on the ground, and he almost cried out in pain.

When Dongdong finished rubbing and got off his father, he found that his father looked pale.

Dongdong asked filially, "Father, what's the matter with you?"

again?Zhao Xi's temples were throbbing, wishing he could stuff this little bastard back into his stomach and be born again.

"Father is fine, let's go aside quickly!" Zhao Xi patted the little guy's buttocks, pretending to be cruel.

Zhao Dongdong curled his lips, not taking it seriously at all, and walked towards the living room with his little butt twisting, muttering something while walking.

Zhao Xi had no choice but to go to the bedroom to change the gauze.Since five years ago, his family has always kept a medicine box, which is quite complete.No matter where you move, this thing goes with you.

He took off the wet hand and took out a new one. He felt a little bit emotional. Hearing the sound of his son cheering in the living room, he felt better.

It is true that there was no bitter gourd that children hate to eat for dinner, so Zhao Xi bought it for nothing.When eating, I deliberately keep a straight face and don't speak.

There was Dongdong's favorite steamed fish on the dining table, and he was so busy drinking soup and eating meat that he didn't even notice his father's black face.

Little white-eyed wolf!Zhao Xi cursed, but his heart softened.

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