Mr. Jing, he slipped away with his ex's cub

The wind is blowing, and the velvet flowers on the canopy are dense.

The velvet flower tree that was planted when the wife was pregnant is now 53 years old and has already covered the sky.

The courtyard is still the same, the old house is older, the courtyard wall has been raised by 20 centimeters, and the big dark red iron gate has just been painted with vermilion.People don't grow as fast as trees, but they age faster than houses. Dai Mingxu's black hair is completely white, and there are many more horizontal lines around his eyes.The old Daixiu watch shop has been closed, leaving only a wooden sign with the name of the shop engraved on it. The wooden sign stands quietly in place, watching the yard change from fewer people, to more people, and then to less people.

Maybe once again there will be more people.

Dai Mingxu sighed, he was very clear, and he was much older.But I know better that my eyes are not old, not flowery, and I can see clearly.

It's just that he didn't expect that his son, Dai Xinyuan, was also getting old.The big broom in his hand fell to the ground, and Dai Mingxu walked towards the dream-like person in front of him. He was wheezing and wheezing, as if he had climbed Mount Tai once, and his chest expanded like an accordion bellows.I didn't realize until I hugged her tightly that it wasn't a dream.

"It's not a dream." Dai Mingxu squeezed again, and there was a real person in front of him, a living person.

Dai Xinyuan had already burst into tears, but he couldn't say a word more.A long-lost hug can't travel through time, and the gap between time and space can't be filled in front of you.But he couldn't say it, he could only stand there numbly, just like the morning when he was on a police trip that day, everything was normal, he walked and came back in a normal way.All the details will be taken to the grave by him and become the eternal secret behind his siren.If the organization lets him live, he will live, if he makes him disappear, he will disappear,

He seemed to have gone out to buy some groceries, stepped into a space-time tunnel, and when he came out, he was now, and only 5 minutes had passed.

"I knew it, I knew it, I knew it." Dai Mingxu's tears gushed out quickly from this moment, like a gate opened, gathered along the lines on his face, flowed to the next wrinkle and then separated.He couldn't ask, he couldn't tell, but he waited.

Flowers bloom in all seasons, and it is good for people to come back.

"I knew it, I knew it." He was like an old watch that got stuck, the hour, minute, and second hands were stuck, and his words were just repeating.This is the son's choice. From the moment he put on the police uniform, the son is more than his own.

Even Dai Xinyuan's movements were halted, his arms were placed stiffly on his father's back, and he couldn't speak a word.

"Not once, not once, not once." Dai Mingxu held his son's clothes with very thick cloth in his hands, "You never entrusted me with a dream. If you don't come to find me in my dreams, I will know." , you will know."

The movement of clenching his fists turned into a beating, and he beat his son's back again and again, both to vent and to complain.These years, he stayed in the old courtyard on Guchun Street. His son grew up in this courtyard, and he was reluctant to leave.When the wind chime blew, the blue stars swayed in the glass, making tinkling noises.The people above said that his son died, and the bones have not been found yet, but he does not believe it, because his wife entrusted him with dreams, and he can dream from time to time, but his son never has.

A person who refuses to dream, his old bones would rather believe that he is still alive, not dead.His son is lucky, and he took him to Whale Isle before. The old village head on the island told his fortune and looked at the photo.If you want to see people, if you want to see people, if you want to see dead bodies, the organization didn't give you a dead body, so he wouldn't believe it even on the day when he closed his eyes.

Mrs. Tuo Meng didn't say that she was with her son down there, and Mrs. didn't tell lies.

Dai Xinyuan was still speechless, the appearance of Guchun Street had changed, it was not quite the same as in his childhood memory.Zhao Rui, who works at Xiao Zhao's barbecue stall, has a child, and he was still a middle school student.Old Lin in the barber shop has long since quit, and now it is Xiao Lin, and Xiao Lin has started to take care of apprentices.When was Street Park built?Not before I left.When did the food street expand? There were obviously only two small stalls before.He walked back in the footsteps of his youth, and returned to Dai Xinyuan's identity.

Fortunately, the home has not changed.

"Are you not leaving this time? Are you not leaving?" Dai Mingxu asked repeatedly, knowing in his heart that he was asking for a stone. It is impossible for his son to tell him the secret mission. If it is really necessary, he will still Walk.

Dai Xinyuan nodded, the man did not flick his tears easily, but the tears rolled down.

"The mission is over." He can only say this, he must say this, this is his most unconventional account, other than that, he cannot reveal any details, what he did, where he was all these years, what name he used, It's all top secret.But the weight of these words is too heavy, too heavy, and they have been wrinkled for more than ten years.

"Dad, I didn't embarrass you." Dai Xinyuan said one more sentence, and after that sentence, he could only keep his mouth shut, sealing the past.His eyes were closed tightly, and when he opened them again, the tears had decreased a lot, and life and death could be ignored, so he calmed down lightly.Just because of the needs of work and organization, he must step forward, and it is his duty to do so.

Dai Mingxu tore his son's clothes unknowingly, and it wasn't just a piece of fabric that was torn.He wept silently, and wanted to cry, but he couldn't cry because of the excitement and sadness.The trees planted have grown up, and the children who have been brought up have returned without embarrassing themselves.The tree shadows swayed on them, and the father and son seemed to have become two trees, relying on each other, and there was no separation in the world.

"That's right, that's right, I'm really old-fashioned, old-fashioned." Suddenly Dai Mingxu let go of his son and dragged him into the house like a child, "Xiaobao is at home, it's upstairs, hurry up Look at him."

He is old, and his walk is not as sharp as before, but he still has the same expression when he is pulling his son.

The tears that had just disappeared returned again, and Dai Xinyuan suddenly had a thought of running away.The child was only a teenager at that time, but now he is 28 years old with all his plans.But I missed him for more than ten years, and I couldn't watch him finish middle school and take the college entrance examination. He was still a junior high school student when he left, and now he is an adult. What should he be like?

Thoughts were confused, and even though the team had arranged for them to have a psychiatrist before going home, the pain was still hard to hide.The only thing he could do was to take down the glass wind chime with the blue star on it before walking through the wooden door.

He came home from the blue star.

The house has been renovated, and there are very few traces left, and the layout seems to have changed. There is an extra partition in the living room on the 1st floor. The location of the washing machine does not match the memory. In the past, there were wall clocks all over the wall. When the time comes at noon, cuckoos fly out of the wall, but now there are only a few sporadic ones.His father took him upstairs by the hand, still in the same way as a child, but the child was disobedient, and forgot to go home early when he went out to play.

The layout of the upstairs has not changed. In the past, I took my son to sleep in the master bedroom, and my father was in the second bedroom. Now it seems that my father lives in the master bedroom, and the walls are covered with meticulous paintings.

"It seems to be sleeping." Dai Mingxu was so happy and confused, all the important points were left behind by him, he just wanted to let Aisun know the good news quickly, "Keep your voice down, don't wake him up."

Dai Xinyuan let go of his father's hand and took a step forward. The person on the bed turned his back, but he was no longer the little Chengzi he used to be.

The teenage son is not like this, he is not so tall, and he will not occupy such a large space when sleeping, and he can be easily picked up by himself.He was facing the wall, and he could see the back of his neck, but he looked a little thin.Dai Xinyuan took two steps and walked to the bedside. The furnishings in the room made him feel very strange. He thought that Xiaocheng did his homework here and completed his daily homework.

Jing Cheng slept very lightly, and he woke up when the edge of the bed suddenly sank down, just as if Huang Xing had bought the tiger skin cake he wanted to eat the most.But now that he lost his appetite, he turned around apologetically, and recognized the person in front of him with just one glance.

"Father." Jing Cheng sighed, then turned back and continued to sleep.It seemed that he was still awake and still in a dream, otherwise how could he dream of his adoptive father.

He often dreamed of his adoptive father. In the dream, his adoptive father took him to Whale Island Amusement Park, took him to the riverside to watch falling flowers, and bought him cotton candy.

Suddenly, all of a sudden, his sleepy eyes opened, and Jing Cheng looked at the big white wall in front of him.It is impossible for a person who has never seen it to dream that the adoptive father in his previous dreams was the same as he was back then, and he has not aged.He stayed that year forever.

But the one I saw just now, how could it be... Jing Cheng suddenly turned his head, only seeing clearly for a moment, and then a large-scale blur appeared in the visual range, as if he had fallen into the water.

And Dai Xinyuan was even more shocked. He never thought that his son was...pregnant?

"Father?" Jing Cheng has rarely used such a tone and expression since he was an adult, as if he had returned to his youth with countless sunsets and cicadas singing.He turned around slowly and looked at the man sitting by the bed again. His face was wrinkled and he also had a few white hairs.Thick eyebrows, double eyelids, seem to be a little darker than the person in memory, and have been exposed to a lot of sun.There is a layer of light blue on the chin, which is the slight stubble.

It's him, he's back after being gone for so many years.

"Father." Jing Cheng turned around completely, and after yelling, his chin was slightly retracted, his lips were tight and he was about to cry, it was exactly the same as his expression when he was learning to bike when he was a child and fell off a big horse.He never thought that his adoptive father would come back, he only secretly fantasized about whether he had gone on some secret mission and still lived in a place where neither he nor the bad guys could find him.

In the two years since the accident, he has always believed in this way, believing that his father will come back as soon as he opens his eyes one day.He's a hero, he's just on a mission and he's going home when the mission is over.

It's just that this idea fades away with the passage of time, and occasionally thinking about it is just a luxury, a longing.

"Father." Jing Cheng cautiously leaned over, and aggrievedly opened his arms to be hugged.Dai Xinyuan hugged him as if waking up from a dream, and embedded his thin shoulders into her broad chest.Sure enough, no matter how old people are, they are all children in the eyes of their parents.

Finally, the sound of crying could not be hidden. Jing Cheng just shed tears silently at first, and gradually changed into rapid sobs. He raised his head and couldn't stop touching Dai Xinyuan's face, opened his mouth, and looked at his grandpa with a crying cat face. Tell him it's true.Dai Mingxu wiped away his tears and nodded again, Jing Cheng looked back, babbled something, and continued to touch Dai Xinyuan's face.

When he was crying so hard that he could hardly breathe, Dai Xinyuan began to slide down his spine, and big teardrops hit his son's shoulder.

Jing Cheng's chest was uncomfortably tight, and his stomach was also uncomfortably tight. He quickly grabbed Dai Xinyuan's clothes, and just about to say something, he cried again. "I……"

"Father knows everything, knows everything." Dai Xinyuan slowly began to persuade him, patting him on the back, "Dad knows everything, we Xiaocheng have been wronged."

It has been half a month since he returned to Yanhai City, and he has been receiving professional counseling from the team for the past half month, completing the last step of returning to normal life.Both Liang Fa and Liu Qu came to him, and from their mouths Dai Xinyuan knew what happened to his son, and also knew that Xiao Cheng did not give up on himself after getting through the darkness, and re-entered a good university.He could no longer be a policeman, so he became an informant. Later, based on the reliable information he provided, he actually arrested several people and performed meritorious service.And the things he took from the small shops in the food street back then, he asked Liang Fa to give the money later, and he had an account for every transaction, and recorded it in a small red book.

It's just that he can't show up, and the informants have to keep the secret, which has been criticized.He dreamed of being a policeman, and he realized his dream in this way.

Anyone who can be an undercover agent has to grind down his emotions very lightly, but Dai Xinyuan's pain rose thousands of times that day.He completed the task, protected countless families, and indirectly protected countless children, but he failed to protect his own.

The law enforcement officers couldn't lose control, but he wanted to tear that man named Huo Guan into pieces.

And Dai Mingxu, who was standing at the door, also started to regret, he was too excited just now so he forgot to mention Xiaobao's pregnancy, he shouldn't be so excited.

"Don't cry, don't cry." Dai Xinyuan also thought of this level, let's not talk about anything else, we can't make Xiaocheng so excited, "Daddy knows, dad knows. Let's stop crying."

Jing Cheng didn't want to cry either, but the tears kept flowing down in spite of himself.Now his heart hurts, his stomach hurts a little, and his lower back feels slightly cold.Dai Xinyuan gently put him back on the bed, let him lie flat, and looked directly at his son's growing belly again. Liang Fa and Liu Qu didn't tell him about Xiao Cheng's marriage, nor did they say that he was pregnant.

He also never associated this incident with his own son, and there was no male beta around him to give birth.So whose child is it?Who made Xiaocheng become like this?Is there any danger?

Just when he was wondering, there was a burst of laughter from the stairs, and after listening carefully, he heard that it was a little girl.A few seconds later, the sound of footsteps intensified, and Dai Xinyuan, who had been on missions for many years, naturally recognized the footsteps of two people, an adult and a child.

"Slow down, be careful to disturb Xiao Chengzi's sleep." Huang Xing came back with a bag of tiger skin cakes. He didn't find his grandfather in the yard, so he was probably accompanying Jing Cheng.After two quick steps, he grabbed Su Zhizhi's little hand and pulled her into the bedroom together.

The next second, he was stunned, why is there a stranger in the room?

Su Zhizhi was also stunned, but immediately asked: "Hello, Uncle, who are you, Uncle?"

Dai Xinyuan stood up, looked professionally at one big and one small in front of him, took the children as a breakthrough to calculate the relationship between them, and then there was a bang in his head.

The child looks 7 to 8 years old, could it be that Xiaocheng just became an adult...

Thinking of it this way made his heart ache.

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