after the reunion

Zhao Xi felt as if he had a dream. He heard the person who had studied for six years gently call his name, telling him not to be afraid.

Zhao Xi lay tightly in his arms, finding a breakthrough for the accumulated emotions over the years, pouring out all the words in his heart, and he kept repeating "I miss you so much", the hand on his back was so warm, Powerful, Zhao Xi felt that he would definitely drown in it.

Really, if it was a dream, he really wanted to never wake up.

When I opened my eyes, there was darkness outside the window.There is a dull pain in the head, and the thinking is a little slow to react, where is this?

"Are you awake?" Qin Muyang stubbed out the cigarette butt and threw it out of the window.

Zhao Xi was a little taken aback, and asked blankly, "Didn't you quit?"

Qin Muyang exhaled, "I haven't quit."

Zhao Xi said "Oh" and fell silent.

It was pitch black outside the window, and there was only one street lamp standing there alone, emitting a faint light.

Zhao Xi sneaked a look at his profile, his mind was muddled, his stomach was uncomfortable, and when he thought about what happened tonight, he felt desolate.

He breathed a sigh of relief, turned his head to meet Qin Muyang's ambiguous eyes, and forced a smile, "Well, are you getting married? Well, I wish you a happy marriage in advance. Well, if you want, of course you can Invite me to go, in fact, those things of ours have already passed, you don't mind, and of course I don't mind either. Ah, no, that, if you mind..."

The more Zhao Xi talked, the more chaotic he became. His head, which was intoxicated by alcohol, was extremely chaotic. Now his mind was full of thoughts like "he's going to get married" and "he's going to be someone else's husband". Miss, but when she saw those calm eyes, she suddenly got stuck.

Zhao Xi couldn't understand the look in his eyes, there was no alienation or indifference in it, but what was that?

Qin Muyang put his hands on the center of his brows, was silent for a while, raised his head, smiled at him, and said with a sigh: "Xiaoxi, no matter what happened in the past, what is the reason for you to leave. Now, I have a fiancée, And you've got a baby too. We're all over, you understand?"

Zhao Ximu repeated in a daze: "Passed?"

Qin Muyang nodded, hesitated for a while, and finally reached out to touch the top of his head. The dry and thick palm was the feeling Zhao Xi had in countless dreams.His eyes felt sore.

Qin Muyang continued: "I don't know why you left suddenly. It doesn't matter if you don't want to say it, but it doesn't matter now."

He stared into Zhao Xi's eyes, his voice was low and gentle, "We have to look forward, don't we? No matter what the reason is, I don't hate you, really."

Zhao Xi lowered his head and smiled wryly, yes, I don't hate, because I don't love anymore.

Qin Muyang looked at his expression and sighed, "It's getting late, hurry up."

Zhao Xi's eyes were blurred, his mouth opened, he paused for a while, and finally got out of the car without saying anything.

He didn't say goodbye, he didn't want to see him again, but he wanted to miss him masochistically.

The air was still a little cold at night at the end of July, and I shivered as soon as I got out of the car.Zhao Xi sniffed, and looked up at the pitch-black night sky.

He knew that the car behind hadn't left, and he wanted to turn around, but he wanted to just leave.

There was only one street lamp on the road, emitting a faint, withered yellow light.Zhao Xi took advantage of this little light to walk home slowly.Since his grandma passed away, and since Zhao Dongdong was born, he has walked home by moonlight countless times alone, alone and resigned to his fate.He is very strong, his child is still waiting for him at home, but no one knows how much he longs for a light to be on for him there, so that after a tiring day, when he returns home, someone can greet him gently.

Zhao Xi looked at the long shadow on the ground, once he thought that person was Qin Muyang, once he thought maybe, maybe he still had a chance.

But in the end, it was no match for the passage of time, and after all, that feeling disappeared completely, leaving nothing behind.

Tears fell to the ground drop by drop, and his eyes were blurred.The hangover mind made him feel that life was dark, and his heart ached like it was about to break.

There were no lights on in the car behind him, and a red light flickered vaguely.

Qin Muyang took the lit cigarette out of the window, watched the red light spread towards his fingertips little by little, and finally disappeared.Zhao Xi's figure disappeared.

Maybe life is like this, isn't it?Qin Muyang held the steering wheel tightly with both hands, he really wanted to ignore the uncomfortable emotion in his heart, he had already forgotten it!He has had a good five years!Why waver, why be soft-hearted!

He couldn't see Zhao Xi clearly, and couldn't understand him.If you think about it deeply, from six years to now, the only feeling left in his heart about the other party is probably hatred.

Zhao Xi returned home like a wandering soul, Zhao Dongdong got up when he heard the noise and rushed to the door.

Zhao Xi's eyes were red and his face was haggard. He looked at his son's young body, knelt down/body touched his head, and said softly, "What's the matter, baby?"

Zhao Dongdong looked at him with wide eyes, and touched his cheek with a soft hand: "Father, are you unhappy?"

Zhao Xi's tears flowed out violently, instantly wet Zhao Dongdong's palms.The little guy didn't react, he just stared at his father crying.

Zhao Xi hugged the child in his arms like a collapse, with great strength, the water from his eye sockets flowed out uncontrollably.The body in his arms was so thin and fragile, Zhao Xi thought, how did he raise this little thing little by little?

Dongdong was held in his father's arms, and he felt the sadness in his father's heart ignorantly.Eyes blinked, mouth parted, and wept silently.

He is very sensible, and a five-year-old child already knows how to read the faces of adults.He knew that his father was unhappy, and he knew that he should tell his father about the happy things in kindergarten, but he was still young and didn't know how to express his comfort. His father kept holding him still, and the little guy was crying unknowingly up.

Both of them wet each other's clothes with their tears. Zhao Xi felt his back was a little cold, and his head was still a little dizzy. He raised his head with some difficulty, and saw his son's eyes that were red from crying.

Zhao Xi panicked. With a hoarse voice, he touched his son from top to bottom, "What's wrong with my baby? Why are you crying? Tell Dad what's wrong?"

Zhao Dongdong's tears rolled down one by one, and because he didn't cry out, his little face was already flushed from holding back.When he saw his father finally moved, he burst into tears with a "wow".

Zhao Xi was stunned, the nerves in his head kept beating, he only felt that he was about to faint from the headache.

"Be good, Dongdong, don't cry, tell dad what's wrong?" Zhao Xi gently coaxed the child.

Zhao Dongdong gradually stopped crying, sniffed his nose, and blushed for a while, "No, nothing."

Zhao Xi was stunned, his thinking was still a little dull, he didn't quite understand what his baby meant by this sentence?

He stood up, took the child to the sofa, and fell on it, and the two father and son lay on the sofa together.

Zhao Xi stroked his son's soft hair, his voice was erratic and exhausted, "Did Dongdong have a dream?"

Zhao Dongdong blinked and blinked, swayed for a while, and said in a low voice, "Mmm, mmm."

Zhao Xi was dumbfounded, and smiled wryly.It's really a father-son connection, even the time of dreaming is the same.

He sighed and didn't ask the child what the dream was about.No need to ask, because no matter what the horrific scenarios, in real life, he wouldn't allow them to happen.

When he got up the next day, he was late again without incident. Zhao Xi resigned himself to sending the child to the kindergarten first, and then rushed to the supermarket by bus.

In the past two months, he has lost count of how many times he has been late, and he was absent from work once without reason.The store manager is friends with his neighbor, and he didn't open him because of this relationship.

Zhao Xi nodded gratefully. The sleep of less than four hours a night made his energy very low, and he felt like he could fall down anytime, anywhere.

When I got off work at five o'clock, there was a cool red sports car parked outside.

Zhao Xi blinked. This is... Young Master Lu is here?Ah, no, is he the boss's husband or his wife?

Zhao Xi was struggling thinking about how to address Lu Qinghua later, when the car door over there was already opened.Lin Yueze's handsome face was exposed.

Zhao Xi opened his mouth wide, unable to speak for a long time, "You, you..."

Lin Yueze leaned against the car door coquettishly, his eyes glanced at the door, and he looked calmly, waiting for Zhao Xi's next words.

Zhao Xi said "you" for a long time, and finally frowned, "Who are you?"

Lin Yueze slipped his arm, and his sunglasses almost fell off.He stood firm, took off his sunglasses, opened his mouth, and pounced forward.

"Xiaoxi—how are you—"

Zhao Xi froze completely, and the two hugged strangely at the entrance of the supermarket for more than a minute.

Zhao Xi reacted first, his face flushed, and he pushed the person away with a palm. He was out of breath, and he stammered accusations: "You, what are you doing?" Why did you hug people as soon as you came up!

Lin Yueze looked at his red cheeks in a daze, and then looked at the people who had already surrounded him in a small circle.He slapped his forehead and spread his hands, "Sorry, I just came back from abroad, um, I'm used to it, I'm used to it!"

Zhao Xi stared at him for a while, and finally wondered who it was.After thinking about it, I couldn't wait to see him even more. Without even saying a word, I turned around and left with my bag.

Lin Yueze stuck with a smiling face, and hurriedly drove to follow.

Zhao Xi walked in front, followed by a big tail.After walking two streets, he stopped, turned to the car and said, "Master Lin, what do you want?"

Lin Yueze jumped out and grabbed his arm regardless of the sound of horns behind him, "Have a meal with me!"

Zhao Xi was stunned, and refused: "No, I still have something to do."

Lin Yueze probed his head: "You are going to pick up your son, it's okay, I'll treat you two to eat."

Zhao Xi was helpless, as the owner of the car came up behind him and wanted to scold him.He shook off Lin Yueze's hand: "It's not the question, but why should I have dinner with you?"

Lin Yueze's handsome face wrinkled, then shrugged, "Okay, I confess. I like you, and I hope you can date me!"

Zhao Xi's foot slipped, and he let out an "ah", and his head completely froze.Someone from behind grabbed Lin Yueze's shoulder, speaking in dialect in a murmur.

Lin Yueze's expression was confused, and he dug his ears with his hands, "What did you say?"

Zhao Xi had a big head, and hurriedly pulled the little ancestor back into the car, walked to the back row and sat in.

Lin Yueze complained while stepping on the gas pedal, "What are you doing sitting behind, I won't eat you again."

Zhao Xi ignored him and focused on looking out the window.

The author has something to say:

Uh huh, National Day benefits.

I just realized today that the Mid-Autumn Festival reunion was yesterday.Well, what, if anyone wants to read it, I will make up for Xiao Yuze’s article on the father-son reunion in the past two days, hum(ˉ(∞)ˉ)吃