Social animals are forced to open every day

Ji Sha is a painter, and her paintings are not within the scope of what Xu Yaochen can appreciate, but she has a group of her own fans, and she is well-known in the industry.

She has a very lonely personality and is very aloof. When she was a child, she was very annoying to Cheng Ai, almost to the point of going crazy just looking at her.Later, when he got older, for some unknown reason, the relationship with Cheng Ai gradually eased.

She made this call for Cheng Ai.

"My dad, your Uncle Ji, said that he couldn't talk to you. The last time the trouble was ugly, it seemed inappropriate to ask you to come to celebrate the New Year." Ji Sha said, "My opinion, if you are not busy, come over , I'm here too, she can't argue."

Xu Yaochen found it very boring, "Cheng Ai and I are talking nonsense, and it's Chinese New Year's Eve, forget it."

"Sexual orientation is personal freedom. We all understand this, and Cheng Ai also accepts it, but you have to give her some time for other things." Ji Sha's voice was very steady, and she couldn't hear any extra emotions, "New Year's Eve , according to the Chinese tradition, the family should be reunited."

Xu Yaochen said bluntly: "I've been here for so many years, and I haven't had a reunion in any year. The four of us should have gotten used to it by now."

"The two of them are getting older. Once they get older, they will inevitably want to have juniors by their side. The relationship between you and Cheng Ai has always been a concern of my father. As a daughter, I don't want to see him worry about it. You were in trouble back then. At that time, my dad also reached out to help, but unfortunately he was limited and couldn't pull you out of the fire pit. We are all sorry for you." Ji Sha's voice slowed down again, "Xiaochen, you treat me as a moral person. It’s okay to kidnap you, but I hope you can come for this New Year’s Eve dinner.”

Xu Yaochen looked at his phantom reflected on the TV screen and said, "Okay, I'll think about it."

Putting down his phone, he leaned on the sofa and stared blankly for a while.

Ordinarily, he had to think a little bit in his head, but he couldn't think of anything, just one thought, it didn't matter.

When Xu Yaochen was young, Cheng Ai was considered a good wife and mother.After she retired from filming, she took care of her husband and taught her children, and was able to cook several times a week, cooking delicious home-cooked meals for her husband and son.I also once hugged my son and read storybooks to him, teaching him the principles of life.

Xu Yaochen remembers that since kindergarten, he has always been the proudest among his classmates - his mother is a great beauty, no one else's mother can match her.

Maybe it's because children have too little to show off, and the appearance of their parents has become the most direct "capital".At that time, every parent meeting, he had to pretend to show off to others inadvertently, and then enjoy the praise of others.

Cheng Ai always said, baby, you should make your mother proud of you in the future.

—Unfortunately, there is no future.

Xu Yaochen went to Li Yang's wine cabinet to pick out a bottle of wine, took a photo and sent it to him, saying that he wanted this one himself, and that he would borrow flowers to offer a gift to Buddha.

Li Yang didn't ask him why he was going, but only sent him a picture, which was two pots of dumpling stuffing and white and fat dough, saying that he was going to make dumplings and he was going to roll the skins himself.

Xu Yaochen gave him a thumbs up and asked him to wrap it up and send the finished product for display. He picked out two more boxes of fruit and went out with them.

At that time, Ji Guangmao was having trouble in his career and divorced his ex-wife. He almost left the house. It happened that something happened to Fang Fangyuan and Cheng Ai was admitted to a nursing home. He wanted to help, but as Ji Sha said, he was not capable enough to help. .

But in any case, Xu Yaochen is grateful that Ji Guangmao can help take care of Cheng Ai, otherwise, given his situation back then, I am afraid that he would be even more devastated.

On the way to the western suburbs, Xu Yaochen remembered that when Ji Guangmao was going to take Cheng Ai away a few years ago, he came to him in private and asked his opinion if he wanted to go to another country together.

At that time, he was suffering from serious secondary illness, and he disdained Ji Guangmao and Cheng Ai's deeds who went away. He told Ji Guangmao that he swore in front of his father's grave that he would let him be a ghost down there. An Anxin waited for the reincarnation in the next life, so she couldn't leave, and she couldn't leave in this life.

Since then, except for the regular money calls every six months, they have had very little interaction with each other. It was not until Cheng Ai returned to China this time that he saw Ji Guangmao again.

Ji Sha set the New Year's Eve dinner in a garden in the western suburbs.

The garden covers a large area, and there are pavilions and pavilions inside. If you walk in, you may not be able to go around to a serious place to eat in 10 minutes.

Xu Yaochen followed the navigation, and when he entered the garden, the navigation stopped working and turned on the nonsense mode, so he could only follow the road signs in circles.After walking around half of the garden, I finally found the parking lot behind a delicate arch bridge.

The boy in the parking lot was wearing a thick black wool coat, and stood half a meter away from his car door with his shoulders stretched out. When the other party opened the door, he stepped forward and opened it for him.

"First...Mr. Xu, good evening." The younger brother obviously recognized him, but he was used to it. He didn't take a second look, and politely moved his gaze down, asking if there was anything he wanted to pick up in the trunk.

Xu Yaochen opened the trunk, took out the gifts he had brought to greet the elders, and walked towards the light with his younger brother one after the other.

On the other side of the screen wall is the main hall, outside the simple carved door, Xu Yaochen saw Ji Sha.

She held a slender cigarette in her hand, squinted her long and narrow eyes, and breathed out the smoke.She was dressed in silent black, as if it was about to melt into the thick night, but a string of southern reds hung on her wrist, adding sporadic bright colors.

She raised her hand at Xu Yaochen, and the string of southern reds flickered, which was quite amorous.

"Here we come," Ji Sha stubbed out her cigarette, her eyes paused on his face, "I haven't seen you in seven or eight years, have you?"

Xu Yaochen said: "Almost."

They walked together along the winding corridors. Ji Sha didn't ask much about Xu Yaochen's recent situation, but talked about her touring art exhibition. She said bluntly that she would rather sit in the studio and paint non-stop for a month than rush around so much. The trade show is really not suitable for people who play with art like them.

"I brought one for you," Ji Sha said when the waiter opened the door for them at the end of the corridor, "It's also what my father meant."

Xu Yaochen was stunned, and before he could figure out why, the light from inside the door fell to his feet, not allowing him to be distracted.

Ji Guangmao still had a good temper, and when he saw Xu Yaochen enter the door, he greeted him.Xu Yaochen called Uncle Ji, and he was busy telling the child to sit down, and then pulled Cheng Ai to act as a peacemaker, warming up the atmosphere between mother and son.

Ji Sha asked them to take a seat, and told the young man waiting at the side to pass the dishes, so Cheng Ai and Ji Guangmao took the main seat, and the two of them sat on both sides, and at first glance they looked like a harmonious family.

"Xiao Chen, you don't know. After you left last time, your mother asked me to find her the movies you acted in. She picked out the ones she liked and watched them for several days." Saying that, Ji Guangmao gave Xu Yaochen Stewed bamboo shoots with a piece of chicken sauce, "Try it, it is said to be the specialty here."

Cheng Ai glanced at her son awkwardly, "Stop accepting bad movies in the future, if you do too many of those movies, you won't know how to act."

"Hey, why are you talking about this." Ji Guangmao quietly touched her under the table, "Didn't you say that Xiaochen performed very well in a...what is it called, that drama?"

"Lixiao, Lixiao, I've told you several times." Cheng Ai frowned impatiently, "I haven't broadcast it yet, I just watched a clip."

"Your mother said, 'The acting is so penetrating, you have understood the characters thoroughly'," Ji Guangmao smiled, "I'm so proud."

Xu Yaochen swallowed the piece of bamboo shoot, thanked Cheng Ai, and made persistent efforts in the future, not to refute Ji Guangmao's face.He had no interest in chatting, and Ji Sha could tell that, so he brought the topic to the hotly discussed people's livelihood recently, such as the price of pork, grain and oil, and the prospects of the housing market, alleviating the embarrassing atmosphere.

Cheng Ai was not a talkative person at first. She secretly looked at her son during a meal, but she couldn't tell that he had lost weight. In her impression, the child grew up quietly, as if without her and his father. Even with the help, he couldn't survive.

Relatively speaking, after the children became adults, she devoted all her scarce maternal love to Jisha.Looking at his son now, Cheng Ai felt a little guilty.

And the emotion of guilt should not belong to her.Cheng Ai gently stroked the edge of the tablecloth, and stopped looking at Xu Yaochen.

Every dish on the table is exquisite, even if it is just a radish, it still has the momentum of a sea cucumber.But everyone didn't really feel comfortable eating.

Xu Yaochen didn't like this kind of dining environment from the bottom of his heart, as if he didn't come to eat for this one bite, but for the atmosphere created by the merchants spending a lot of money, and for the face of the owner.

After eight o'clock, their awkward New Year's Eve dinner was over.

Cheng Ai patted her son on the shoulder when he was parting, telling him to keep warm and eat well, finally giving people a vague look of being a mother.

Xu Yaochen carried the painting Ji Sha gave him and walked to the parking lot alone.

The painting is wrapped in kraft paper, and the contents inside cannot be seen.When Ji Sha gave him a joke, she said that although it was not specially drawn for him, she always felt that it was suitable for the occasion, and there was him in it, as well as his one.

When he got in the car, he didn't want to stay for a second, so he ran non-stop.

When I was waiting for the red light at the intersection, I saw a message from Li Yang and a missed call on the silent phone.

Li Yang sent him a few photos, which were dumplings, braised pig's trotters, beef in sauce, stir-fried hot dishes, three shredded cold salads, and patted cucumbers.Xu Yaochen sat in the car, the roads around him were empty, looking at the food on the screen, he regretted for a moment - he should go back with him.

What's the big deal, it's reasonable to have a meal with my childhood playmates, and besides, Li Yang's parents were very rare of him back then.

Xu Yaochen replied to him: You are so annoying, you are greedy for me even if you know I can't eat.

After a while, Li Yang called and asked him where he went.

"Ji Sha called me to have a New Year's Eve dinner with Cheng Ai," Xu Yaochen didn't realize it, his voice was full of grievances, "It's very boring, the food here in the western suburbs is not good."

"I'll go back in two days and bring you delicious food." Li Yang said, "My parents asked why they didn't take you home for the New Year and let you wander outside alone."

Xu Yaochen felt empty for a moment, "Uncle and aunt know?"

Li Yang was very helpless, "I've been looking for you like crazy for more than ten years, can they not know? They have to ask every year."

"That's not my fault." Xu Yaochen muttered.

"Yes, I don't blame you." Li Yang responded to his parents over there, not knowing what he was calling him to do, "After you go back, look in the chest of drawers in the bedroom, and I left you a New Year's gift. "

Xu Yaochen pretended not to care and asked, "Is it a bank card?"

"Good idea, after reading my own work," Li Yang said, "Be careful when driving, and let me know when you get home."

"Understood." Xu Yaochen was disgusted by his appearance, "Why is he only 30 years old and is talking like an old man."

Hanging up the old man's phone, he drove all the way to Lanting with a green light, parked the car, carried Ji Sha's painting upstairs, and ran to the master bedroom before hiring him to read it.

In the chest of drawers, besides the two dogs he had left behind, he also found an old mobile phone.

The fuselage is full of scars, but the screen is brand new.

He turned on the phone, and there were only a few words on the screen saver: Open the photo album and have a look.

Xu Yaochen looked at the picture with black letters on a white background, and thought to himself that he was no longer the dog emperor, but now the earth emperor.

Click on the photo album, besides the regular ones, there is also a category called "There is a little bastard". After clicking on it again, Xu Yaochen was stunned.

——He never knew that he could have so many vivid appearances.