Dad's Romance

On June 2016, 6, Feng Qian got up early in the unprecedented morning to make breakfast for her son. If she is usually busy with work and career is the most important thing, then today is a good day to fuel her career.

The silly son is going to fill in the volunteers.

Unexpectedly, after several months of arduous and unremitting efforts, Lin Yuxian's cultural class scores exceeded 300 points. Even mathematics, which is extremely short, passed the 50 points threshold under Jiang Wei's guidance.

Lin Yuxian is a rare talent who did not exceed 50 in primary school mathematics.

Although only 280 points in the art entrance examination, but the total score is 300, it is not too bad, at least drawing is enough.

Feng Xi had just curled her long brown-red hair, her fingers were like onion roots, weak and boneless, and she was a little weak to lift a featherless chicken. When she was worrying about where all the pots and pans were stuffed at home, this Jiang Wei The gods from heaven appeared.

"Aunt Feng, let me do it." Han Ke didn't have time to tell her that eating such greasy food in the morning might cause fatty liver, and the college entrance examination is over, and no one needs to replenish the body. He pinched the chicken neck and looked for it from the pull-down cabinet. Cutting board, took out a bone chopping knife from a drawer near the oven, and asked: "Do you want to stew it, or roast it whole?"

Neither is a good idea.

Feng Qian withdrew her admiring gaze, and accidentally glanced at his white shirt, which was washed to a yellowish collar, and frowned slightly, "Braise it in red, Jiang Wei, auntie can hardly take good care of her own son, you must not Blame Auntie for not taking good care of you, Auntie will take you two to buy clothes later, okay?"

Han Ke smiled at her, and began to kill the chicken, "No, Lin Youxian gave me a lot, I miss the old days, and I like to wear out a piece of clothing."

"I heard from Lin Yuxian that your score in the college entrance examination is almost 700 points, what volunteer do you want to apply for?"

Han Ke did not perform well in the college entrance examination. The title of "No. [-] Scholar" was snatched by a female academic bully. He pursed his lips and said, "Yenjing University, law, I hope I can be admitted."

Feng Qian: "Then when you graduate, do you want to come to Auntie's factory as a legal consultant?"

Han Ke was overwhelmed with shock: "I haven't considered such a long-term for the time being, but if my aunt needs it then, I will definitely try my best."

What Lin Xianxian said was right, his parents only had careers in their lives.

"Big-eyed donkey! Mom!" Lin Yuxian went downstairs with a long voice, a black T-shirt tucked into white shorts, hair curled up like a mop, and he slid barefoot to the kitchen, "Ah, my brother made chicken for me!"

Han Ke glanced at his fair legs from the corner of his eye, and hurriedly staggered away. He almost missed the opportunity when chopping the chicken. He endured the oiliness between his fingers, and said lightly, "Don't eat chili in the morning."

"Don't eat, my butt hurts recently."

"..."

Although Feng Qian put on a posture that she was going to have a big fight in the kitchen, she was wearing a tight-fitting long skirt that restricted her movements. As if she remembered something, she went upstairs to Lin Yuxian's room to find the volunteer form and 2B pencil , and hastily put it in front of Lin Yuxian and said, "Son, hurry up, Nanhua University Fashion Design, Mom will watch you fill in."

Lin Yuxian didn't accept the call, he stretched out his arms and pretended to do warm-up exercises, his eyes unconsciously swayed to a bunch of flowers in the living room, walked sideways to the living room, and plucked the petals.

Feng Qian followed closely behind, her aura was a bit tough: "Fill."

Lin Yuxian pointed to the flowers and said, "Mom, do you think Man's Breath likes to be a dispensable decoration in every bouquet of flowers?"

Irises and yellow roses are the protagonists, bright and eye-catching, and the gypsophila with flowers so small that they are almost negligible is filling the blank.

Feng Qian didn't understand, "Huh?"

Lin Yuxian seemed to have prepared for it a long time ago: "Mom, are you stupid? When did clothing design, a profession with no technical content, require an art entrance exam? I carry a drawing board on my back every day, and you really think I'm carrying a tortoise shell?" ?”

"What do you mean?"

Lin Yuxian showed the aura of Lin Xiaoye, walking around the living room: "I want to bribe me when I cook chicken in the morning. My classmate Jiang Wei cooks crackling fish every week." He said meaningfully, "Mom, classmate, you Do you want to think about it carefully?"

Feng Qian was caught off guard by the sudden explosive information, her face darkened, "You mean, art students can't study this major?"

Lin Yuxian said proudly: "That's not true! Mom! But, let me tell you some good news. I'm in Haishi. If you are free on weekends, I will take the green train to come back to see you!"

"Say it again! What kind of good news is this?!" Feng Qian became hysterical, pointing to his nose and said: "Lin Yuxian, your mother has raised you for so long, it's time to repay this family. Once you study an inexplicable major, Don't talk about living expenses, your mother will also cut off your tuition fees."

Lin Yuxian expected it, without any surprise: "My dear mother, it doesn't matter, there will always be a day when the stars will not be able to serve as a foil, you should figure it out earlier, since this road has been cut off, what do you like to do? I have no reason to say no, and I accept it unconditionally."

Lin Yuxian raised his hands in a gesture of surrender.

Han Ke strained his ears to hear the whole picture, but felt that the word "Haishi" was particularly abrupt and harsh. In the living room, Feng Qian was still aggressively cursing at Lin Yuxian, as if the braised chicken hadn't had time to eat in the morning. The block has been a great mercy.

Lin Yuxian was stroking his hair in front of the mirror in a good manner, and gave Han Ke, who had no intention of chopping meat in the kitchen, a look of "quickly praise me for being handsome", Han Ke put down the bone chopping knife, and applied a thick layer of dishwashing liquid between the crevices of each finger After washing his hands slowly and methodically, he dragged Lin Yuxian, who was still stinky, upstairs.

In his bedroom, Han Ke cast a questioning look: "Haishi?"

"Hai Da." Lin Yuxian put his hands in his pockets, his expression blank. He remembered that he was going to spend four years alone in Haishi, so he plucked up his courage and said, "Han Ke, can you accompany me?"

The atmosphere froze for a moment.

Han Ke's eyes swept over a trace of gloom. The two people who seldom communicated about their life ideals were forced to bring up the future because Feng Qian wanted to cut off the last bond of family affection indifferently.

Han Ke said helplessly: "If Haida's admission score line is not wrong, it is only more than ten points above the weight line. Am I crazy?"

Lin Yuxian gritted his teeth, and recovered his insensitivity in the loneliness and coldness that made people burn all five internal organs, swords and swords. Soaked in the concentrated sulfuric acid that crushed the bone and dust, he shrank back and forth, but he still couldn't suppress Lin Yuxian's shameless rubbing.

Lin Yuxian chattered endlessly: "Stay with me."

He wiped tears on Han Ke's shoulders as he repeated "accompany me". In the mist and thick clouds, only "sorrow" became the eternal day, and he almost popped out the sentence "Thousands of years of cultivation to sleep together, you don't accompany me!" Who the hell will accompany me."

Han Ke stiffened into iron, with his arms clasped straight in the seam of his trousers, and the tears that wet his skin made him squeeze a sad and sad smile, and comforted him: "We will meet often, I can Save money and fly over to see you."

This sentence touched Lin Yuxian's easy-to-bend string again, and howled out the mourning that even pigs and dogs would dislike.

Want to save money? !Want to fly? !

"Four years are just a blink of an eye, and it will pass with your eyes closed." Han Ke was still "comforting" emphatically.

Lin Yuxian raised his head, his eyes intertwined with Han Ke's avoiding eyes for a moment, he opened his mouth, hesitantly retracted his calm and dismissive body, and used what he believed to be a symbolic "Say Away Han" Ke's hand", jumped onto the bed with one foot, raised Erlang's legs, and said openly: "You don't need to save money, I will go to see you."

The more affectionate and meaningful this "parting and bitterness" was rehearsed by them in advance, the more confusing it would be for Han Ke to come and slap him in the face on the spot a few hours later.

Han Ke took the college entrance examination application, kicked Lin Yuxian's ass hard, and said coldly: "I can clearly be in the top3, but you insist on dragging me to read something, rubbish."

Half his face was smiling when he turned around.

Lin Yuxian had long digested this fact in the braised chicken nuggets that were so greasy that it made people vomit. When he was kicked suddenly, he even forgot that his eyes were red and swollen, and Han Ke's feet were also very painful, so he laughed. When I came out, the wild birds outside the attic were scared away.

Brother really misses me!

Brainwashed successfully?

"Wait, brother." Lin Yuxian ran outside the door, looked at his back and said, "Don't, I just teased you, don't go, it doesn't deserve you, the future is more important..."

This is all the excuses Lin Yuxian could find in his panic.

Han Ke was stunned for a long time, perhaps because he was afraid that Lin Yuxian would blame himself too much and carry unnecessary burdens on his back, and said in a deep voice, "Idiot, Haishi is my root, and I can't leave it."

"But..." Lin Yuxian was stunned, who just turned black and didn't care.

Han Ke turned his head and raised an eyebrow: "I said that Lin is very idle. In terms of 'fickleness', do you want to win me? I have the gene for steady winning, so don't struggle."

"..."

Compare this? !

Han Ke walked back to the attic at an unhurried pace. The light spots in the afternoon seemed to come from the clouds and the moon, with a bone-chilling illusion.

He dragged out the wooden chair and sat down, with his head drooped, and the cell phone beside him was still glowing faintly.

It was the Weibo with the ID name "Beixi" and "Hai Da! Wait for me!" posted just a few hours ago.

Professional code "120202", business management.

This is the social account of "Zheng Beixi" that he discovered a long time ago. He didn't pay attention to it, so he checked it out from time to time.

It's not a good habit, he knows it.

If there is no accident, he will also study this boring major.

But no matter how big or grand the ideal of life is, before the "revenge" is completed, it is just a fleeting moment and insignificant.

This is his endless obsession.

"Han Ke, I've been waiting for you for a long time." Zheng Nanshan added a pair of crutches and gold-rimmed glasses, and a thin silver chain hung on his suit vest, and his voice was a little tired.

The corners of Han Ke's eyes suddenly turned red, and he looked at Zheng Nanshan with thick mist and unresolved coldness, and said, "Even if the 'lunar eclipse' has nothing to do with father's death?"

"How do you know if you don't try."

The comforting effect of this sentence is no less than that of Jiang Yi's "You are my only son". The cracks in life that have been cruelly injured by mistake will be gently healed bit by bit by these seemingly calm words .

Zheng Nanshan seems to have understood the six confusions of life: "Besides, you can still spend a lot of time with Lin, why not do it."

In August 2023, Yu Ziqi was doing stretching exercises on the beach outside the window, with Lin Yuxian's usual uncoordinated movements.

Behind him stood a little boy with a huge head and eyes. The stains on his clothes were thick, and he seemed to be a little ADHD, kicking the fine sand. Assistant Luna had to act as a half-nanny, "ancestor" and "baby" Alternately yelled, and finally endured the dirty, hooped in his arms.

"He is the amateur boy you asked us to find. His name is Fan Ning. He is 6 years old this year. Although he is a bit old, he still meets the requirements of the show. After all, the interaction between the 'cute baby' and the stars is the main attraction. Luna dodged the back of the child's dirty head, "His father's eyebrows flew away when he heard that the child was selected to participate in the show."

Yu Ziqi's dark nightgown was billowed by the sea breeze, because Luna was coming to talk about work, so he rarely wore a white undershirt, and the hem of his linen trousers was covered with a lot of sand. He frowned and stared anxiously at the hem of his trousers.

"Fan, are you so into the drama?" Yu Ziqi whispered, he stuffed the diamond necklace into his T-shirt, approached the strange child, and wanted to reach out a friendly hand to touch his head, but unfortunately his oily hair turned into an arhat on the first day of school Yu, he leaned over and propped his knees, and said kindly, "I'll call you Fanfan."

Before "Fanfan" could give a response, Yu Ziqi waved his hand and left, "Find a pet shop that can bathe children, and deal with it."

"Oh……"

There was a whole bottle of whiskey and cigars on Yu Ziqi's desk. He turned on the computer that had been with him for a long time, and the heaven and man had been fighting for at least half a bottle of wine, and his fingers gradually became uncontrollable, as if someone's soul had been injected.

He slowly typed out the title of "Walking the World", and several unit titles of "Lust", "Revenge", "Justice" and "Killer" - just like the "Note" of "Steppenwolf", it has two natures: human nature and Animal nature, in him, humans and wolves don't live in peace and help each other, but are at odds with each other and fight each other exclusively.

In the soul and body of a person, the two aspects are mortal enemies to each other, and this kind of life is very painful.

What's more, there are more than two in his body.

——This script is adapted from Han Ke's chaotic life.

"Han Ke", this is the exclusive signal between him and Lin Yuxian, and it is also the code between him and those maggots who know the word "Han Ke".

A quietly and densely woven net, it is not only Lin Xianxian who wants to catch.

"Is it really okay to expose your name? Will Haipeng next to you follow the teachings of those big men, which will be bad for you." Wu Weiping's blood sugar is probably very high, and Yu Ziqi can hear the voice of his brain turning up.

Yu Ziqi slowly delivered the last half bottle of wine, the blood vessels on the back of his hand protruded, shaped like shackles for things.

He squeezed Xiao Wu's chin: "That depends on whether the big shot knows 'Han Ke'."

"Aren't you afraid of dying?"

"Xiao Wu, I'm not even afraid of losing Lin Yuxian, so death is nothing."

The author has something to say:

Note: Hesse's "Steppenwolf"

Guess: Why does Lin Xianxian's butt hurt?

As usual, the disappearance time is outside the episode.

Correction: The volunteer time for a previous chapter is June 6, the stupid author can’t find it, so just sauce, orz

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