Dad's Romance

In 2038, Haishi.

Han Ke woke up early to make breakfast for the two ancestors. Lin Yuxian wanted spicy food, but he didn't want red oil. He wanted to eat pasta, but he didn't want to eat noodles.

So Lin Yuxian's breakfast is a burrito wrapped with Chaotian pepper.

Lin Zhi is easy to pass, just soak cereal. Although she is 15 years old, she is still a child, so why ask so much.

Han Ke roasted a quail for Lin Zhi.

Lin Zhi bounced downstairs, saw her dad was shirtless, only wearing a dark blue apron, originally wanted to have a good time with him, but Comrade Dad loves to take a bath on the roof to discuss countermeasures.

This was a topic she racked her brains for.

In the end, he was choked back by his young dad's anger.

I don't want to see it, okay?

She was holding a knife and fork, facing the quail, and when she wanted to walk to the kitchen to make cereal, Dad finally went downstairs with bare feet.

"Father!" Lin Zhi yelled.

Unexpectedly, after being tortured by him for half a month, she was still waiting eagerly for him to appear.

Is this the legendary Stockholm Syndrome...

Lin Yuxian's eyebrows and nose stood tall, her phoenix eyes slanted, but her dark circles were more serious than hers, her hair was tied with a tie, and her handsome face was now only rippling.

"Oh." Lin Zhi sighed, "Dad, I didn't sleep well all night. Did you hear the sound of fighting in the middle of the night? The nearest building 102 is at least 10 meters away from us. Could it be that someone came to our house to steal chickens? "You two, can you stop kissing..."

Lin Yuxian sat on the dining table obediently like a primary school student, his legs were pushed apart by Han Ke, filled up, and his slightly parted lips were filled together.

The muscles on the dad's shoulders are like endless ripples, more dazzling than the sculptures. Fortunately, he is wearing underwear, and the back view is not full of happiness.

The two twisted into a movement that ordinary people can't do.

Lin Zhi suddenly felt that the quail on the plate became cute.

Lin Yuxian gave Han Ke a cute look, as if to say "throw her away".

Han Ke was disrupted, stopped attacking, and said seriously: "Wait until she turns 18, soon."

"Oops, did I say it out loud?" Han Ke said inexplicably.

Lin Zhi put down the fork, and in the astonishment and sadness, chose something like "I'm finally going to be liberated"... ecstatically, and said with a sneer, "Haha, Dad, don't cry when I leave."

"Mom doesn't know... well, the world of trough, trough, banknote, banknote "Note". " Lin Yuxian put a dying expression on Han Ke's ear and said: "Why do I call myself mother. "

Lin Yuxian slid down from the table, pointed at the cartoon T-shirt Lin Zhi was wearing, "Didn't I change a few skirts for you..."

As soon as the words came out, Lin Yuxian felt that he had become an indistinguishable old hen, so he lowered his voice to a rough voice and said to Han Ke: "Comrade Han Ke, I will go to Haida to play football in a while. Your brother and I have been together for a long time." Your brother really misses the days when he didn’t exercise his muscles and bones and sweated profusely.”

Han Ke ignored him, dragged a chair, and turned over the tasteless oatmeal in the bowl.

Lin Zhi held up the quail legs: "Dad, you have to have a beginning and an end when you do things. After telling the story for so long, tell me the ending."

Lin Yuxian looked at the burrito in his hand with distaste, took a bite and performed "slap in the face on the spot", overjoyed, "Yeah! It's delicious! Carbon water is delicious... Wait for silly girl, I'll get a book."

Lin Zhi was full of question marks.

Lin Yuxian stepped on the fireball back to the bedroom, retrieved the book written by Han Ke 15 years ago, and sat down opposite Lin Zhi.

The whole process takes no more than 30 seconds.

He put the book on the dining table, turned to the end, and read aloud: "They lived happily together! Haha! It's over! Let's go treasure...Brother, no, Comrade Han Ke."

Lin Yuxian really regretted taking Lin Zhi over from Zheng Beixi.

One pick up is 15 years.

Especially since Han Ke came home, it has greatly affected the normal life of husband and wife.

So the stinky and long story that was used to fill the emptiness, loneliness and coldness became a big light bulb for Han Ke to live a two-person world.

Lin Zhi noticed something strange, snatched the book, flipped through a few pages, and said with a gun and a stick: "Sure enough, they are using me as mutton...Are they all fake? I still want to choose Zheng Nanshan as my baby daddy." ..."

Han Ke was in a mess, and wanted to dig a grave in the backyard and bury Lin Yuxian in it to worship the heavens. He bit the bullet and tapped on Lin Zhi's back lightly, using the technique of belching milk when he was a child.

Fortunately, the strength was well controlled, and no substantial physical damage was caused.

Han Ke said, "I am also Zheng Nanshan."

Seeing that Lin Zhi was even more confused, the corners of his mouth sank unnaturally, "He is the one who made the right choice."

The word "choice" appeared many times in Dad's story, it was very bloody, so bloody that Lin Zhi mistakenly thought he was listening to a horror story.

But she understood almost immediately - Zheng Nanshan was the person my little dad wanted to be the most.

Han Ke saw her change from being ignorant to being suddenly enlightened, and his expression turned slightly pale, "Sure enough, she inherited your mother's intelligence, although she...is clever in the wrong place."

It was the first time Lin Zhi heard the word "Mom" in their mouths, and all the questions that had been dissipated just now came back in a hurry, "Mom?"

"Zheng Beixi, my... ex-wife."

Lin Yuxian was silent.

Lin Zhi opened her mouth wide, and the quail legs in her hand landed on the plate with a "bang". She relived the whole story, especially her father's legendary friend who married Zheng Beixi...Jiang Wei.

"My biological father is Jiang Wei, right?" She turned to Lin Yuxian, "Show me the picture, I want to see his picture!"

Her memory suddenly returned to her little dad's sentence "my ex-wife", and she stared at Han Ke with tears in her eyes.

"Your ex-wife?"

Han Ke's voice was hoarse, "I'm Jiang Wei too."

Lin Zhi cried: "But his birthday is different from yours..."

She suddenly fell into a mess, grabbed the hair that hadn't been combed into the ponytail, and said in a trembling voice: "Dad..."

Han Ke moved his lips and looked at Lin Yuxian helplessly.

Recognition ceremony?

Early in the morning, Lin Yuxian was dragged out of the most heart-wrenching past by which pot was not opened and which pot was lifted. He angrily walked to the floor-to-ceiling window, glaring like lightning, and completed a rooster massacre in his mind.

He moved his lips: "Your mess, tell yourself."

Han Ke patted Lin Zhi's back, with tears in his eyes, "Your father has someone else."

Lin Zhi wiped away her tears, slowly raised her head in his arms, her little dad's face was accompanied by all kinds of unsolved mysteries, like a vessel undergoing a violent chemical reaction, decomposed and reassembled in the turmoil, turning into a never-before-seen material form.

Or blurry pixel art.

He is Zheng Nanshan, Jiang Wei, and probably Yu Ziqi, otherwise the neighbor's aunt would not be so surprised to see him.

But who is he.

Holding the last ray of hope, Lin Zhi said to Lin Yuxian, "Dad, I want to hear the ending."

Lin Yuxian took square steps with his hands behind his back, still in a heartless skin. He held the book and said: "In the summer of 2023, Lin Yuxian's 'Erbei' gallery is under intensive preparations. Not surprisingly, the gallery will open in On this day when they have been separated for three full years, they meet the world."

"Ding Yu still only has one shoe, and he broke into Jiang Wei's house early in the morning."

In the summer of 2023, Haishi.

The wind is soft and the sun is thinning, and Meiyin 101 is like a lifeless ice tray.

Ding Yu hit the gate on the first floor, his thin shoulders were vigorous and powerful, and the knocks in a radius of several hundred meters shook the heavens and the earth.

The door opened.

Jiang Wei drooped his head and asked dying, "Can you let me go."

Ding Yu indiscriminately knocked on Jiang Wei's head without knowing why.

"Have you let yourself go?!"

This sentence is quite philosophical, so that Jiang Wei was not enraged by the fat beating, but covered in an inexplicable fog.

Jiang Wei finally took off the three-piece suit that didn't match Midsummer, and wore simple white T jeans.

He adopted the negative method of "moving you if the enemy moves" to this weird follower, and accepted all beatings.

In the end, I couldn't bear it anymore and said, "Brother, before you slap your face, can you cut your nails?"

He raised his head, there were a few paw prints, his eyes were red and swollen, and Ding Yu lowered his arms in a daze.

He sarcastically said, "Did you cry after hitting you twice? If you are so weak, then I will blow you up."

Jiang Wei's face was ashen, "Come on, I'm tired of working."

He turned around and went back to the empty house. On the first floor, Zheng Nanshan's house was covered with white sheets. Because of neglect, there was thick soil and spiders were full of webs, sweeping indiscriminately like before the end.

Jiang Wei pressed the elevator and acquiesced to Ding Yu to go with him. After reaching the 4th floor, it was even more devastated.

Like spitting on it after getting ravaged/ravaged by Bigfoot.

Ding Yu: "What about people, where have they all gone?"

"Who."

"Zheng Beixi."

"Can't stand me, so she decided to divorce me. Moreover, she told me the truth before she left." Jiang Wei breathed weakly, and his steps were soft, until the next step was empty, and he fell on the ground like a cramp.

Ding Yu hid his murderous intentions, squinting at the wedding photo in the living room of "a golden boy and a jade girl who have been married for a hundred years".

It was splashed with scarlet paint.

"What did you do?" Ding Yu said.

"Zheng Beixi."

Ding Yu raised his eyebrows, "Why, you are not even given a chance to reform, even if you take the initiative to ask for a divorce?"

"Is there a difference?" Jiang Wei said weakly.

Ding Yu really couldn't hold back, and kicked him a dull leg.

Jiang Wei shook his head, "The next time you kick me, can you use the foot with the shoe on, smelly."

"The football socks in your closet, don't they stink?"

Yu Ziqi has neat makeup and hair, one long leg raised, under the royal blue suit, the black shirt is unbuttoned, the spring of chest and abdominal muscles makes the photographer can't help but glance at it again and again.

I have the material for dreaming tonight.

Yu Ziqi swiped the ipad left and right, his fingers were weak and slender, and he absorbed the light from several diamond rings.

Cold desire.

The photographer finally thought of a word.

He yawned and looked listlessly through the next month's schedule sent by his assistant.

I suddenly felt that I didn't care, so I dropped the ipad on the ground.

"Luna, the event on July 7st is cancelled, I have to go somewhere."

"But that's the favor Mr. Hai owes to others..."

"What does he owe, what does it have to do with me?"

The author has something to say:

Note: "ByeBye" lyrics, tour group band, yes, Lin Yuxian sang.

Lin Yuxian os: My daughter is really the stupidest, why don't I just throw her away...

The filled ones are not XX, don’t think about it, they are not animals

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