overnight evolution

When people are unlucky, drinking cold water will get stuck between teeth.

When I got up in the morning, my old mother told me to go out and be careful not to be hit by a car. This woman leaned on the door and pointed at my forehead, saying that your seal is black and your doom is coming. I didn't take it seriously at all.But the facts have proved that you can't believe what an older woman says, and you can't completely deny it.Originally, I had violated the traffic rules for more than ten years and was fine, but when I crossed the road today, I suddenly remembered my mother's thirteen o'clock face. I stopped and followed the traffic rules for the first time in my life. The situation was hit by a car.

But fortunately, fate, otherwise the protagonist of this article would have to be replaced.

The driver who caused the accident was driving under the influence of alcohol and hit me with a fractured left leg and a concussion. Lying on the ground, I felt that my eyes were full of stars.The crowd surrounded me to point and point, and fortunately, several conscientious people called 120 to call an ambulance. Otherwise, I would really die from excessive blood loss or die of anger.What's even more dramatic is that when the ambulance crew carried me into the car, my old mother just drove out from the house. When she saw someone in a car accident, she got out of the car and watched the scene.When I saw her son and me lying on the stretcher, the woman's first reaction was nothing but gave me a sincere stare, and said faintly, wiping away the non-existent crocodile tears: "Son! Look, I told you to be careful and you didn't listen, so you got bumped now? Does it hurt?"

...I'll fuck you, uncle!Who do you think did this?

When she entered the operating room, she was approved by the doctor to watch, shaking her head and sighing to stimulate me from time to time.Fortunately, the anesthetic and sedative took effect in time, so I put out the idea of ​​killing my mother, and fell into a drowsy sleep...

It took most of the day after I fell asleep, and when I opened my eyes again, the sky was already full of red clouds and smoke from the kitchen.I admired it for a while with the mood of the rest of my life, and I was going to praise my old lady for her efficiency, and found me such a good place with a wide view, but I didn't expect to turn around and see a man——

He was wearing an Amani casual suit, sitting on an armchair with his long legs crossed, concentrating on the document in his hand, with his slender fingers resting on his temples, his handsome face, who was about seven points like me, had a decisive look on his face bold.Except for the extra crow's feet in the corners of the eyes that can't be noticed unless you look carefully, he hasn't changed at all from seven years ago, and he is still a handsome and handsome man in Yushu Linfeng.

Yes, this is my old man.

I lay on the bed and stared at him with my eyes wide open, extremely suspicious that I had hallucinations after hitting my head.

I am an illegitimate child. Although my mother and father gave birth to me, they did not marry him.This is very strange, it doesn't seem like there is no relationship between them, and their family backgrounds are similar, and they even have a son, but they have been spending so many years not being together.There is no other reason after much deliberation, so the problem should be on me.

I have lived with my mother since I was a child, and occasionally she would send me to live with my father for two days.But this kind of life ended when I was 11 years old. Before the car accident, I hadn't seen my all-powerful old man for many years.So I really wondered how I could recognize him at a glance after not seeing him for such a long time.

Of course, as a diamond king who is extremely eye-catching even if he is thrown in the crowd, he looks unambiguous at all, but he likes to put on a straight face all day long and waste his good looks.

He raised his eyes as if feeling something, and saw me staring at him with wide-open eyes, so he put down the documents in his hand.He leaned over to help me out of bed, put a pillow behind me, got up and poured me a glass of water to feed me.As a wounded person, I enjoyed his service with peace of mind, and only after my dry and tight throat was moistened did I start to tease: "Hey, what kind of wind brought you here today?"

He couldn't understand my sloppy attitude, glanced at my head and left foot wrapped like a rice dumpling, sat back on the chair, signed his name at the end of the document, and said without looking up: " Does that mean that I have to wait until my son’s funeral to come out to answer the funeral?”

... so cruel.

The corners of my mouth twitched and I covered my chest, feeling that such a thing as blue is better than blue is not so reliable.His eyes followed, and seeing me frown, his face darkened: "What's wrong, chest pain?"

Why?I quickly moved my hand away, expressing that I was fine: "It's nothing, and I didn't hurt my ribs or anything, but my head and neck hurt very much—"

He got up and sat on my bed, he took me over and massaged my stiff neck and shoulders very naturally, and said in a low voice, "You've been lying here for a day and a night, how could it not hurt."

I shrugged my nose and smelled the refreshing men's perfume on his body, and my chaotic mind was also cleared up a lot.

How did you sleep for so long?No wonder my whole body was numb when I woke up.

It's a rare experience to be hugged by my old man like this. It felt novel, so I naturally ignored my age, rubbing back and forth in his arms like a puppy, touching here and there, sniffing , and was finally held down by him with his hand, "What are you doing moving around, your neck doesn't hurt anymore?"

Nonsense, of course it hurts!

I grabbed his hand and swung it back around his neck, beckoning him to continue pressing.

Putting his chin on his shoulder, he murmured softly: "Isn't it the first time I've been hugged by you in such a big age? Of course I have to do all the things I didn't do when I was a child. When I was in elementary school, I didn't write about my dad. Just write about my mother, the little fat guy at my desk wrote about his father holding him on the bus, but the writing was extremely detailed and touching. At that time, I thought, it’s impossible for you to accompany me on the bus with your status, but It’s okay to hug me, right? In the end—yeah, even the chance to meet is gone.”

The movement of his hand paused for two seconds before moving again: "So this is complaining that I am too incompetent as a father?"

I grabbed his broad back, thinking about the three-headed myself lying on it and giggling, and felt a little melancholy: "No, there's no point in complaining—" I rubbed against his arms, feeling rather than Instead of wasting time thinking about what you have and what you don't have, it's better to act coquettishly in the arms of your own father before you grow into a big man with a thick back.

After massaging my neck, he didn't leave immediately, just hugged me like this, and said in a low voice: "I'm sorry for you, I haven't fulfilled my responsibilities all these years. Before I came this time, I made up my mind to take you back. Xiaofeng, would you like to live with Dad?"

I lay on his shoulder speechless.What is this? How can we know that it is not a blessing if it is a blessing in disguise?Withdrew from his arms and stared seriously into his eyes: "Dad, did the doctor tell you that I might be permanently disabled?"

The corner of his mouth twitched, and then he said calmly: "You think too much, son."

Well, then when I think too much——

But Dad, how could you change your mind overnight and take back your lover and children who have been abandoned for many years?Normal people will be curious about what your thinking circuit is like!That's right!

His expression didn't change, but his eyes were obviously drooping, and his voice became a little lower: "In the final analysis, you still refuse to forgive Dad."

...Hey, I haven't said such things from the beginning to the end, okay?Don't arbitrarily decide the thinking circuit of others!

I was so irritable that I wanted to scratch my head, but when I stretched out my hand, I touched a head bandage, so three black lines hung down from my forehead.He was still staring at me blankly, with an expression of "Actually, Dad has difficulties", which made me want to yell at him: "If you have difficulties, just say it, how can I guess if you don't tell me?!"

Cough, I didn't just think about it, I accidentally said what was in my heart.

His eyes became deeper, and the content of his expression changed from "Dad has difficulties" to "Dad can't say it."I held onto his shoulder precariously, and almost sprayed blood on his face because of the heavy trauma.What should I do, how can I communicate with him?So can we really only communicate by brainwaves?

I had no choice but to give up, "Dad, if you don't want to say it, then I won't force it—" Then I cheered up, "Speaking of which, can I use your perfume after moving here? I like this fragrance very much."

Hearing this, the corners of his mouth curved in a rare way in a century, and he reached out his hand to touch my head.Just seeing the shocking gauze on my head, his hand paused in the middle, pinched my face instead, frowned and said: "Your mother should really make you fatter, this sharp chin is very sharp .”

I yawned and said casually: "I'd better save this and tell my mother, what are your plans?"

I don't know which nerve in him was touched by these words, and his originally sunny face suddenly turned cloudy: "She doesn't plan to go back with us for the time being, and I will persuade her again."

... Well, I always feel that Dad, you will come in a good mood and return in a bad mood.