Heinous

Xue Zhe's father, Xue Qirong, is the CEO (self-proclaimed) of a medium-sized private enterprise, with a kind personality (seemingly), and he was handsome when he was young.It's a pity that he has reached the age of destiny, and he often eats and eats, so he inevitably has a tendency to gain weight.

As the saying goes, a son is better than a father, and Xue Qirong is the same for Xue Zhe.For example, Xue Zhe used to be a real dead house for a while in the early years, the kind who didn't even bother to go out.However, during a parent-child conversation one day, Father Xue "accidentally" found a photo of himself when he was young, and showed it to Xue Zhe.Xue Zhe looked at the slender, long-legged handsome guy who resembled himself in the photo, and then looked at the middle-aged man in front of him with a round smile and amiability like a panda... From then on, Xue Zhe ate a reasonable diet, exercised regularly, and resolutely put an end to his beer belly. possible.

Now that Father Xue came to visit, Xue Zhe suddenly broke out in a cold sweat—Bushe was in the room, and Xue Qirong could see it standing at the door. ...

"Why, you're not welcome?" Xue Qirong glanced into the room, and the expression on his face suddenly changed.

First he was pleasantly surprised, then he stared at Xue Zhe with suspicious and worried eyes for a long time, and finally looked again, his face turned into doubt for some reason.

These three changes made the second monk Xue Zhezhang puzzled, but Xue Qirong changed back to a smiling face again, and said: "I flew back from Australia on purpose, by the way, this is a gift."

As Father Xue said, he dragged something quite large from one side.Xue Zhe glanced at him and his face turned green—it was a Pleasant Goat doll half as tall as him, with two small horns on its head, and a pair of big eyes looking at him, so that he didn't know where to hang the black thread on his head.

"...You came back from Australia...you gave me this?" Xue Zhe took the doll over, glanced at the big "Made in China" on the label, and gritted his teeth.

"Isn't it good?" Xue Qirong blinked innocently, "I heard that children like this now."

"..."Dad, your son is 25 this year...Xue Zhe silently carried Pleasant Goat back to the house, put it on the sofa, and then consciously went to the door to bring in his father's pile of luggage, " Kid, how many years ago did I stop being a kid..."

"Who said it was for you?" Xue Qirong walked into the door Shi Shiran, walked to Bu She's side, looked at him and smiled slightly, "It was for this kid."

Xue Zhe has always been troubled by the unforgivable identity issue. With his friends and classmates, he can explain it as a relative's child, but it is absolutely impossible to use this explanation to get away with his parents.

Fortunately, his parents are usually busy with work, so he doesn't go home often, and he moved out again. Although the family of three are in the same city, it is rare for them to get together. Xue Zhe felt that there was probably no need to face this problem in a short time, so he kept forgetting it Did not think about it.Now Xue Qirong made a sudden attack, directly forcing him to the end where he had to give an explanation - and the crux of the problem is, Xue Qirong seems to have known that Unforgiveness is here?

Xue Zhe had a headache to explain, but it was not easy for Unforgiveness.

From the conversation between the two of them, he could guess Xue Qirong's identity, and knowing that he was Xue Zhe's father, naturally he would not treat each other rudely.But when he met Xue Qirong face to face, what he felt was inexplicable danger.

It's strange to say that the person in front of him is clearly just an ordinary man. Not only is he not flexible, but he is a little bloated, and his hands are empty, but it brings an unforgivable sense of crisis, which is far stronger than that of Shen Yueying who was holding a sword that day much.

That feeling made Bushe subconsciously take a step back and distance himself from Xue Qirong, but he didn't want to be rude, so he still stood upright with his eyes slightly lowered, deliberately avoiding Xue Qirong's probing gaze.

He looked at the person up and down, focusing on Bushe's face, throat and chest (if it wasn't because he was sure that the person in front of him should not be an enemy, he would have made Bushe list him In the list of dangers—he only looked at the vital points), the expression on Xue Qirong’s face was very subtle—like rejoicing and regret.

It really is a little boy...

His reaction made him even more confused, Xue Qirong didn't do anything else, but complained about the tragedy of the airline meal on the plane all the way back, and the tea that came with it was as bad as a tree leaf It was brewed, which made him depressed all the way... Hearing the string song, Xue Zhe sighed, said "I'll make tea", and walked to the kitchen to look through the tea leaves that had been thrown somewhere.

"Sit." Pushing Xue Zhe away, Xue Qirong walked to the sofa with small steps, sat down, and patted the seat next to him, signaling that he would sit down too.Bushe hesitated for a moment, and sat a little distance away from Xue Qirong.

The two looked at each other for a long time, Xue Qirong suddenly smiled and said: "I heard that Xiaozhe's family has more people, and I thought he had suddenly become enlightened. When I saw you, I almost thought he was going to break the law..." He was very upset He sighed, not knowing whether to regret or be grateful.

I only heard that there are more people, and I don’t know if it’s a man or a woman. When I saw a long-haired man at the door, I thought it was a son, and then I saw a long-haired little "girl", which scared Xue Qirong again. One jump—— Bu'an doesn't look like an adult, if his son has this hobby, it will be in big trouble.

After taking a closer look, he realized that it should be a little boy. After he was relieved, Xue Qirong inevitably felt a little more regretful.

"..." Bushe naturally couldn't understand Xue Qirong's mood, so he had to sit there and listen obediently.

"Hey, he's 25, and he doesn't even have a regular girlfriend..." When it came to this topic, Xue Qirong was no different from parents who worry about their children all over the world, and muttered for a long time.I don't understand what he said, but between the lines, he couldn't hide his concern for Xue Zhe.

As he listened, Bu'she gradually relaxed his defenses—the danger just now was probably due to his illusion.

"By the way, I forgot to ask you a question." Xue Qirong changed the subject abruptly, and his eyes, which had been slightly squinted, flickered, "Who are you from?"

As soon as this question came out of his mouth, he was shocked - for him, the two things that should not be mentioned casually to others are the teacher's inheritance and background.

Even though he clearly knew that he was no longer that Jiang Hu at this moment, but hearing such a familiar question, Bu'she subconsciously took precautions.

Xue Qirong didn't know what he was thinking in his heart, but he just smiled and said: "It's rare to see, why don't we compete, okay?"

Before Bu She could reply, Xue Qirong had already reached out with his palm. Although it was intentional to test, but the distance between the two was too close, he had no choice but to dodge.The two palms were paired, and Bu Huan was startled - the internal force coming from the other's palm was eerie and treacherous, and the Jiu Ming Xuan Yin Jue that he had practiced seemed to be...

same?

"Huh?" Xue Qirong was also taken aback, looking at Unforgiven, the leisurely mood that was half curious and half amused just now was gone.

The two stared at each other, unable to speak for a while.

At this time, Bu She didn't dare to be careless anymore, he had already put on the stance of fighting, and looked at Xue Qirong warily.

Fighting empty-handed is not good for him, his unforgiving eyes lightly glanced at the fruit knife on the coffee table, hesitated, but still stopped.

He is Xue Zhe's father...

Xue Qirong was already puzzled in his heart, seeing the unforgiving appearance of waiting in full force, he had other doubts, wondering: "What? You won't even give in to the discussion?"

"..." Discuss...

Even when he was still in the Valley of Unforgiveness, when "he" taught him art, Unforgiveness had never tried such a good thing as "discussing"—that person had never hesitated to kill him.

Not to mention the endless people who attacked with killing intent after mentioning the valley...

Unforgivable eyes are cold, Xue Qirong frowned slightly - he was also a person who broke through the stormy waves, and there are countless people who fought against each other. It is not uncommon for life and death to be on the line, but the person in front of him made him feel a little be terrified.

That's not the look ordinary people would have——

Such a person, stay by his side...

Where did you get such trouble, son?

The two had different thoughts, and they couldn't help but be a little more serious when they shot again.After several tricks, Bushe suddenly felt strange.

This is……

A cold and stiff feeling surged up from his dantian in an instant, Bushe's face turned pale, and his figure paused.Seeing his reaction like this, Xue Qirong frowned, and he forcibly retracted the palm that was originally extended.

Bu She fell down on the sofa, bowed his head and said nothing.The cold air not only picks the moment when it should not appear, but it is also much more violent than usual. If Xue Qirong intends to hurt him, then he is now...

"You..." Xue Qirong was about to speak when another voice came in - "What are you...doing?"

Xue Zhe had a headache.

He just went to the kitchen to make some tea, because the tea leaves hadn't been used for a long time, so it took a little longer, why did he come out... like this?

His father was standing at the end of the sofa, posing in a weird pose, with a weird expression on his face, and there was actually a bit of guilt in his eyes.Unforgive was sitting at the other end, with an ugly and terrifying expression on his face.

How does it look like... His father beat Bushe?

This might be too scary, Xue Zhe thought it was ridiculous.But there is no second explanation for the current situation...

But at this time, he couldn't allow him to think too much, he hurried to Bu She's side, stretched out his hand, and Xue Zhe's eyebrows furrowed immediately.

He is no stranger to the cold air blowing back, but it is also regular, why does it suddenly appear at this time?

"That..." Xue Zhe was having a headache, and Xue Qirong's voice sounded behind him.

He turned his head and looked at the slightly embarrassed Xue Qirong with a blank expression.

Seeing this expression, Father Xue immediately understood that his son is very angry now, and the consequences may be very serious... Although he is a father, it is true, but the Xue family has always been a democracy, and Xue Zhe has been urinating since he was a child. Everyone has reason From time to time, I slapped my dad on the table to identify a blushing and thick-necked hobby-not to mention that he is obviously ignoring it now...

He coughed and put on the most amiable expression: "Would you like... Let me help?"

"...Help?" Xue Zhe gritted his teeth, "Are you sure...you're not helping me?"

"Of course not." Xue Qirong ran to the luggage to search, and found a bottle.He opened the bottle and poured the liquid inside into a small cup. Immediately, a scent of wine diffused out.

When the glass of wine was full, Xue Qirong passed the glass over: "Drink this and you'll be fine."

"..." Xue Zhe looked at Xue Qirong expressionlessly and refused to answer.

"I'm your father anyway..." Xue Qirong felt very hurt when his son stared at him suspiciously, "Trust me, okay?"

"...You owe me a lot of explanations." Xue Zhe gritted his teeth.

He wrapped his arm around him so that he could lean on himself, and took the wine glass in the other hand and carefully fed it.Seeing the cautiousness of that action, Xue Qirong was secretly unhappy, but after all, he did something wrong, so he couldn't say much.

As soon as the wine entered the throat, a burst of heat gushed out, and after a while, the cold air that was originally rushing gradually subsided, and the feeling of stiffness also receded.

"How?" Xue Zhe asked worriedly.

"It's okay." Bu'she shook his head, he felt much better after drinking that glass of wine, but the coldness receded, but the drowsiness followed.

"Sleepy?" Seeing that he couldn't open his eyes, Xue Zhe frowned, got up and helped Bushe into the room, settled him down, carefully closed the door, and backed out.

After leaving the room, the worried expression on Xue Zhe's face was completely removed, and the rest...

Glancing at his own son, Xue Qirong sighed: "Accident, accident..."

"Whether it's accidental or intentional..." Xue Zhe walked across from him, sat down, and looked at Xue Qirong expressionlessly, "Father, you seem to have kept a lot of things from me."

"This..." Xue Qirong's eyes drifted a little, "Where should I start?"

"Let's start with you—I really don't know, Dad, who are you...?"

Xue Qirong smiled proudly, raised his hand, and put on a pose.Although the movements are slow, they are full of momentum, making people afraid to look directly at them.

Xue Zhe stared blankly at Xue Qirong in front of him, and only four characters appeared in his mind——

kungfu Panda.