President, it's time to feed the pigs

Luo Guanjie put down his water glass and took Luo Zhenhuan's notebook.

Although Luo Zhenhuan has limited mobility on one side of his body, fortunately it is on the left side, which does not affect writing and daily life.

Luo Guanjie opened this notepad, and he took a closer look, it turned out to be a diary like a journal.

July 3, sunny

Guanjie has been away for more than a month. He sent me a message two days ago. I was sleeping at the time, but I forgot to call him when I woke up. I thought about it later. Forget it. If my son can think of me outside, I will be content, no disturbed his work.

Since I fell ill for a year, too many things have happened. Guanjie seems to have grown up and become sensible suddenly. He is busy with his career, which really reminds me of when I was young. It’s good to think about being young now.

Guanjie didn't say anything, but I knew he must blame me in his heart. I never praised him. In fact, I was always very proud of him in my heart.

Although this family allows him to have no worries about food and clothing, I know that he has learned to observe words and emotions since he was a child, and he has taken on much more than his peers. I am not a good man, not even a qualified father, but Guanjie is still so optimistic and positive Actually, I should be content, sometimes I am just afraid that I am gone, no one is protecting him, he must suffer, but now that I think about it, God is still very good to me, let me see Guanjie's growth while I am alive, he At this age, I have taken responsibility, which is better than me.

By the way, I dreamed of Xiaoxue again yesterday. I don’t know if she saw Guanjie’s success. She doesn’t hate me so much anymore. Recently, she can visit me from time to time. Sometimes she talks to me, sometimes she doesn’t. Still so good-looking, wearing the dress I liked the most before.

Xiaoxue came to me last night, as if we were just together, imagining the future life, I was such a bastard at that time, I lied to her, I thought I could have the right to choose again, hey, wake up and think about it , I'm so sorry.

Xiaoxue was very happy last night, and told me that it was good to meet you, and it would be even better if I met you earlier.

I smiled wryly, yes, did we meet earlier?Good luck tricks people.

We talked a lot, and I told her that our son is promising and may have a girlfriend.

Xiaoxue blushed and told me, what kind of son, what kind of girlfriend are we neither in love?

I was confused, and I seemed to be sick in the dream.

May 3, rain

It seldom rains in Beijing in spring. Occasionally, it is very rare. I may not have much time. Sometimes I really want to see my son get married and start a business, and stay by my side, but then I think I am too selfish, my child It is a good thing to be ambitious, but my wife, my wife, my old companion, I only have a nanny by my side now, Xiaoye is in good health, and travels everywhere, but I can only be trapped in one corner.

January 3, cloudy

I'm not in a good mood after not seeing the sun for two days, maybe it's because of the weather, or maybe it's because of you.

Xiaoxue, I miss you very much sometimes, but I can’t dream of you. You don’t want to see me until you die. I know you hate me. You came last night. I’m very happy, but you told me that you met and liked me. The person I want to leave with him, I want to keep you, but I find that I am not qualified to keep you, I am a loser, a complete loser, I have struggled all my life, but in the end, I have nothing.

If God asked me to choose again, I would rather not have this rich family, and hope that I will not be alone and helpless before I die.

Luo Guanjie turned to the last page of the diary, which was the passage that Luo Zhenhuan just wrote this morning. It seemed that he hadn't finished writing it. It was all trivial things, sometimes not coherent at all, like an essay.

"dad……"

The more Luo Guanjie looked at it, the more blurred his vision became. He never knew that in his father's heart, he was valued and had some shining points. He didn't even know that there was such a deep love between his father and his mother after so many years. .

"Guanjie, from the time you became an adult to the present, Dad seems to only criticize you. Dad may have done something wrong, but you have to know that with your identity, the whole world may be flattering you. Who is sincere and who is fake? You can judge whether it is true or not. Yes, only family members can tell you the truth without any shyness, it's not that Dad doesn't know your strengths, it's just that Dad doesn't tell you."

In the past, Luo Zhenhuan always criticized and educated himself, he refused to accept, he always put one ear in and one ear out, today Luo Zhenhuan talked with himself on an equal footing, his tears were like a flood that opened the gate, he suffered so much grievance outside, Finally there is support, and finally there is warmth.

"Dad, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I was too ignorant to make you worry and make you angry..."

"What are you talking about, you are my son no matter what, whether you raise him or not, the father's fault, you are good and you are bad, it is all my responsibility. I used to be busy with work and missed your most critical moment. If you are not around, no one dares to care about you, I am already very pleased that you have made it this far."

Luo Guanjie cried more and more fiercely, he seldom shed tears when he was so old, today was the most worthless tears since he could remember.

Luo Zhenhuan raised his hand and wiped Luo Guanjie's crying face, and continued:

"Guanjie, Dad still has something to say. I haven't finished writing it yet, so I'll tell you."

Luo Guanjie cried so hard that he couldn't speak, so he just nodded.

"I may not be with you for long. Neither you nor your elder brother are married. My biggest wish before I died was to see someone from another generation. This wish..."

When it comes to the issue of children and offspring, this is simply poking Luo Guanjie's heart. He actually likes children very much, but if he is with Suolantu, they are destined not to have children of their own.

"Dad, I'm not filial...I..." Luo Guanjie wanted to say that he had no children, and he would insist on being with Suolantu, but facing such a father, who could bear to say such a thing?

"Guanjie, listen to me, you said you like boys, right?"

Luo Guanjie nodded almost imperceptibly.

"Well, although Dad is not a young man, this kind of thing is not happening now. What Dad is most worried about is that you will meet someone who is not a good person. You are well protected by your family. This road is not as easy as you think. If you were really just playing around, Dad wouldn't be so worried, just because this is the first time you have publicly confirmed your relationship with me in so many years, I think you must care about him very much, I'm afraid you are wholehearted, And others just taste it."

Luo Guanjie wiped his nose and tears, the tip of his nose was red:

"Dad, I'm different from him. We're both serious. I'm going to take him home for you to see for yourself. I believe he's as firm as me."

Luo Zhenhuan sighed: "Then if there is a chance, bring it back and let me have a look."

Luo Guanjie never expected Luo Zhenhuan to be so open-minded. Although he could see the disappointment and sadness in Luo Zhenhuan's eyes, he was so calm, and it was unbelievable that the process went smoothly.

"Dad, don't be tough, I know this is actually quite difficult for people to accept, don't bear it, you are not in good health, we both will be filial to you, and we will use time to prove that my choice is right. "

Luo Zhenhuan looked at the tears in Luo Guanjie's eyes accompanied by a little bit of joy, and he had mixed feelings in his heart:

"If Dad said he was really happy to accept it, he would be lying to you. It really had a big impact on me, but you have to thank your brother. If I were only a son, I wouldn't be able to let you go around like this if I were killed. With your brother Put it on for you, even if I beat a mandarin duck with a club, you will be obedient and obedient, after all, at my age, you will hate me even after I die."

"Dad, don't talk nonsense, you will be fine."

Luo Zhenhuan sometimes looked at Luo Guanjie as if he hadn't grown up, and he touched Luo Guanjie's head, and there was still a wound on his head, and he gasped in pain.

"Your mother and I missed it. You are still young, and you would rather make a mistake than miss it. However, for this kind of thing, it is good to make a mistake once. Your mother will make a mistake once in this life, and it will be over in this life."

Speaking of Wu Mengxue, Luo Guanjie couldn't bear it anymore, he didn't want to keep his mother's secret anymore:

"Dad, my mother is actually lying to you. It is true that she hates you, but she loves you more. She never regrets loving you until she dies. As for not seeing you, it is because she is angry that you lied to her, and because she knows that you Time is running out, I have nothing to rely on in the future, you can only treat me well with guilt and self-blame, she told me before she left: 'Don't blame your father, I chose the person myself.'”

Luo Zhenhuan's heart knot for so many years was finally untied. As he gets old, his feelings are even more fragile.

He is a father, even if he is sick, he must straighten his spine, and he must maintain the majesty of a father.

Luo Guanjie clearly saw the tears in Luo Zhenhuan's eyes, and remained silent for a long time, until Luo Zhenhuan's mood calmed down, then Luo Zhenhuan opened his mouth:

"Let's not talk about your mother. When will it be convenient for your friend to bring it home? Forget it. It's not convenient for the family. Your aunt Ye should make a big fuss when she finds out."

Luo Guanjie confides his heart to Luo Zhenhuan without any risk, and Luo Zhenhuan is also very tired and wants to go back to rest.

Luo Guanjie sent the man back to the room, and took a shower by himself to wash off all the dirty and bad breath on his body.

Before he had dried his hair, he heard someone coming back from downstairs, still making noise, so he opened the door to have a look.

There was a pile of gift boxes at the door, and people were moving them in continuously. Luo Guanjie hurried downstairs, but before he saw anyone, he heard Luo Guanjie's voice:

"Lan Lan, slow down."

Lan Lan?Luo Guanjie's first reaction was Suolantu, he didn't even have time to get to the door when the sound of high heels rattling had already reached the door.

Luo Guanjie was still wiping his hair with a towel in his hand, when he saw a capable and dignified figure flashing into the door, it was Suo Lanlan who came, followed by Luo Guanxu, and finally Suo Lan, who was stuck at the door and couldn't get in, was holding a gift box picture.

"Brother? You?"

Luo Guanjie couldn't believe it, how did these people get together, and their name was Lan Lan just now?Or Lan Lan?Judging from Luo Guanxu's attitude towards men he likes, it is impossible for him to be called Suo Lantu, so could it be Suo Lanlan? !

"Where's Dad?"

Luo Guanxu almost subconsciously took the gift from Suo Lanlan's hand, without taking his eyes off Suo Lanlan's body.

"Huh? Dad is asleep, um, they...?"

"What are you doing in a daze? Where has Auntie gone now? Greeting guests."

Luo Guanxu guided Suo Lanlan, as if protecting a fragile artwork, and led people into the house.

Luo Guanjie couldn't figure out what the situation was, so many people, so many gifts, and his elder brother's attentive attitude?

Luo Guanjie was really a little confused.

The author has something to say: Hey, Lao Luo is really not a good man, one wrong step, one wrong step, so maybe he can better understand the pain of not being loved!