Unchangeable

Turning around the path to go home, luckily I didn't meet the traffic police.

Mi Beiming sat in the extremely quiet car after the engine was turned off and thought for a while. After most of the drunkenness, the heat in his body gradually subsided. He didn't want to go back to face Mi Zhongchen.

The first floor of the villa is dark, but the two rooms on the second floor are bright.

Mi Beiming went in to change his shoes and shouted, "Mom, Dad, I'm back."

Lin Zhen leaned out half of his body from the kitchen, with flour in his hands: "I'm back. Are you full?"

"I'm full." Mi Beiming approached, looking over his mother into the kitchen, "What are you doing? Where's Auntie?"

"Your dad said he wants to eat dumplings, so he insists on eating them now, so I'll make some." Lin Zhen put his elbow on Mi Beiming's back, urging him to wash his hands here, but he didn't like the hot pot smell all over his body. .

"Where did you say Auntie went?"

Mi Beiming looked at his mother inexplicably, thinking how could he know, otherwise he would be scolded.

"Auntie went back to my hometown, I told you yesterday, forget it after listening!"

Mi Beiming really forgot, or didn't listen at all.After washing his hands, he asked again, "Where's my dad?"

"Upstairs." Lin Zhen continued to knead the dough, and there was a small pot of mixed minced meat next to it, which was very fragrant, "I'm busy away from home, and I'm busy at home, what are you trying to do? Your dad hasn't heard me sing allegro for a long time son."

Mi Beiming said, "He doesn't listen to me."

Light leaked from the crack of the study door, Mi Zhongchen sat on the sofa and closed his eyes to rest.

Mi Beiming opened the door and came in, and called out "Dad". I don't know if it was a psychological illusion, but he felt that his father seemed to be full of sorrow.

"Let me take a look at you." Mi Zhongchen opened his eyelids, and looked at Mi Beiming from across the table, "Your mother said that something is wrong with you recently. Not down, is it?"

Mi Beiming didn't say anything.

He was quite afraid of his father, after all, it was commonplace for him to be scolded and beaten when he was a child.Although the more he fights, the more superficial he is, but the fear that has been deeply rooted in his heart since childhood is not so easy to be wiped away by the passage of time.

Mi Zhongchen saw him standing still like this, instead he laughed and said, "Liang Xu has been busy recently?"

Mi Beiming's ears twitched.

recent?have no idea.But the period before writing the "Breakup Letter" was very busy.

Mi Beiming said calmly, "I don't know."

Mi Zhongchen was sitting in a lazy posture. He tapped the armrest with his fingers lightly, and what he said made Mi Beiming's eyes widen a little bit: "Break up with Liang Xu, clean up. Otherwise, next time he wants to There is no need to be busy, Sen Xianlu will go bankrupt directly, I will send him to squat for a few years with some excuses."

Mi Beiming's mind was buzzing, he was so shocked that he laughed, and blurted out: "Are you sick?"

Mi Zhongchen burst out suddenly, and slapped his palm on the table, making a loud noise, which made Mi Beiming's heart jump violently, and his blood rushed to the top of his head.

"At the beginning of the year, we went to someone's wedding together. I saw that Xiao Liang was also wearing a ring, and asked him when he got married, but he didn't say a word. What did he say? Private appointment?" Mi Zhong Chen stood up from the sofa chair, and tapped his fingers heavily on the table, "Which little girl am I who is lucky enough to marry Liang Xu, but turns out to be my good son?"

Mi Beiming was so angry that his chest heaved violently. He had just entered the door for a minute, without even a buffer, and he was directly exposed.

What's more, it's so absurd that it's beyond description. Mi Beiming couldn't believe that his father admired Liang Xu so much that he would trip up Liang Xu's company, and even, huh, send him to prison?

"How did you know." Mi Beiming suppressed his anger, "I tried my best to hide it, how did you know?"

"You don't care how I know!" Dare to question Lao Tzu, Mi Zhongchen's palms were itchy, and he clenched his fists hard. His son never beat him after he was 15 years old. It seems that a filial son is not filial, because he didn't hit him enough with the stick.

"Is that what you did to Liang Xu Company?" Mi Beiming wanted to confirm, "Is it you?"

"You two, one Beta, one Alpha, he's eight years older than you! They're both men! You two are together, which one gets bullied? Huh?"

Mi Zhongchen didn't even dare to think about it: "It's ridiculous! I didn't directly punish his company, I didn't ask someone to break his leg, I've shown mercy!"

Mi Beiming was trembling all over and couldn't speak a word.

Mi Zhongchen took two deep breaths, and raised his finger outside the door: "Before winter, your mother told me that you were dating and hid a ring, which must be used to propose to some girl. I'm still curious, just your pair Who can fall in love with stinky virtues, and who can fall in love with you."

Mi Beiming had a splitting headache and didn't know how Lin Zhen found out.

"Your mother showed me the ring. I didn't say a word at the time, and then I went to Xiao Liang's office to walk around, because I was afraid that my old man's eyesight would be wrong and he would miss it."

Mi Zhongchen hated iron for being weak, and repeatedly patted the table: "No wonder you don't want to introduce a wife to you, you secretly—"

"It's broken, it's broken." Mi Beiming didn't want to listen to these useless slanders, so he sneered and said, "When I was in college, you thought I was fooling around and left me to him. I'm not enough for a father. Find another fucking one for me. The one named Liang is also funny, he really thinks of himself, he cares about me and his addiction, the old man just has a lot of fucking things, I'm already tired of it."

Without making a sound, Mi Zhongchen walked over from behind the table step by step, fixed his eyes on Mi Beiming, then raised his hand, and slapped him effortlessly.

The crazy mind went blank for a moment, the ears were full of sharp and long-lasting sounds, and even the vision became blurred.

Mi Beiming staggered and stood still, his face was completely numb, and the blood from his nose slid down to his chin.

He knew it would be like this, and he was not very upset, nor was he unwilling or complained, and he was not afraid to praise: "You are always strong, it really is the strength of your hand that has carried the cement bag."

Mi Zhongchen panted heavily, "Since it's broken, why keep the ring!"

"Throw it away," Mi Beiming twitched the corner of his mouth, "I'll take it right away and throw it away in front of you."

After speaking, he opened the door and went out, strode straight to his bedroom, and heard Lin Zhen running out of the kitchen, raised his head in doubt and called him "Mingming", and asked him: "What's wrong? I quarreled with your father again ?”

Mi Beiming turned her head, wiped her chin, and said, "No, it's fine."

Lin Zhen had nothing to do with the violent father and son. The best way to persuade them to quarrel was to let them quarrel enough and let them vent their anger. Then they both acted as peacemakers and said soft words to calm down the father and son.

Back in the bedroom, there was Mi Beiming's small shell pillow next to the bedside pillow.

On the night of his postgraduate graduation, Liang Xu said that there was a gift for him, a gift that had been designed since they first went to bed and completed the so-called permanent mark for the first time.

The small shell is unique, unlike other sketches, there is no Sen Xianlu logo printed.

Off-white, filled with cotton, soft and fat, when Mi Beiming held her in his arms, he didn't dare to move. He still remembered the nickname Liang Xu liked to call him on the bed, little pearl—— Liang Xu invented it, it was so annoying up.

Mi Beiming asked: "No, there won't be pearls in it?"

He was afraid that if he tilted his hand, the pearl would fall out of the shell, what if he rolled to the ground and couldn't find it.

Liang Xu didn't speak, just smiled, reached out and took the small shell back into his arms, then opened the shell to Mi Beiming, revealing a pair of verbena ring rings inside, shining silver, with petals extending in layers, embracing a A bright pearl.

This is his most precious thing, his treasure.

Now he says he wants to throw it away.

Mi Beiming felt that he was almost a lunatic.

The sensor light strip in the bedroom was on, and Mi Beiming unbuttoned the soft buckle on the shell, and took out the ring from the embedded interlayer.

He never wore it once, and never wore it on his hands in a fair manner.

The chaotic brain was about to explode. Mi Beiming forced himself to be more confident, opened the drawer and searched eagerly, and found a camouflage saber, which he held in his left hand. .

The second hand hadn't turned a circle, and the door of the study was pushed open again.

Mi Zhongchen sat on the sofa to cool off his anger. Seeing Mi Beiming come in, he called him a bastard's son: "Sooner or later, I will be mad at you."

Mi Bei was obviously deaf, so he handed the ring to Mi Zhongchen's eyes and waved it, then without saying a word, he went to the window and opened it, facing the biting cold wind, he threw the ring out of the window viciously.

The night is dark, like an abyss, it seems to be able to swallow anything.

With cold hands and feet, Mi Beiming closed the window, turned around and asked Mi Zhongchen, "I heard that your company is going bankrupt."

Mi Zhongchen was taken aback for a moment, then laughed loudly: "Who did you hear that from?"

Mi Beiming pursed her lips tightly, she didn't want to stay any longer, and didn't want to hear his father's voice again.

As soon as he closed the doorknob, Mi Zhongchen called him back and asked, "If the company is really going to collapse and there is no way to recover, what will you do?"

Mi Beiming unscrewed the door without stopping for a moment.

"Then I expect it to die quickly and completely," he said.

The dumplings are cooked.

Lin Zhen was worried, and when he came up with the tray, the closed study door and the slammed bedroom door were all silent, which was more frightening than the fierce quarrel.

When the son is not at home, who keeps saying that he misses his wife and son, and why the son is back, he will be unhappy if he insists on making trouble.

Mi Zhongchen leaned on the sofa, looking extremely tired, watching Lin Zhen put a bowl of hot dumplings on the table, and asked, "The one with soup?"

"Well, it's cold, drink some soup to warm you up."

Mi Zhongchen stroked his stomach, he was hungry, if only drinking soup could warm up his heart.

He said, "Feed me, I can't hold the spoon anymore."

Lin Zhen laughed at his old child, sat on the sofa with a bowl in his hand, scooped up a dumpling to blow, and fed it to Mi Zhongchen.

"Is it tasty?"

"It's delicious, you can eat it too."

Lin Zhen fed another one, and asked softly, "Why are you so noisy?"

Mi Zhongchen chewed silently, shook his head after a while, and said: "You mother, be careful, and find us a wife."

The author says:

thank!

Ask for a wave of sea stars, there should be a chapter later

Update: Sorry, I can't finish writing, let's look at it tomorrow