You probably don't understand the beauty of this fox

If he had nothing to do during the day, he would go to the hospital. He would bring his reading man to the hospital to learn characters, but he could only recognize a few characters. He learned them during the day and forgot them at night.

When Xin Pingyu came, he saw Xin Muchao was teaching Zhouli to write.

The setting sun slanted down, shining on the figure in front of the table, as if it were a painting.

During the day, I studied very hard, with various characters written crookedly on the paper, there were flowers, moons, trees and clouds.

"Has the murderer been caught? Are you feeling better?" Xin Pingyu put the fruit down.

Xin Muchao turned around and smiled: "Brother, why do you come here when you have time?"

Xin Pingyu also sat down beside the round table, smiling: "I should have come a long time ago, and there are a few projects that have been delayed until now. How are you doing, are you feeling better?"

Xin Muchao nodded: "I'm leaving the hospital soon."

Xin Pingyu: "I saw two plainclothes policemen at the door. What's going on? When did you offend someone?"

Xin Muchao smiled: "Don't you even watch entertainment commercials?"

During the day, I was still writing seriously on the table, but I always like to write with multiple strokes. Xin Muchao knocked on the table: "You can finish it with one stroke, don't finish it with two strokes, or it will be too ugly, Northwest Wind The reason why writing is like a dog crawling is that I like to write multiple strokes."

During the day, I had no choice but to nod and change a line to continue writing.

It's really hard to write human characters, he can only write Mu'er's name until now.

"Are two policemen enough to protect you? How about finding a few more bodyguards for you?" Xin Pingyu asked Xin Muchao with a smile.

Xin Muchao smiled: "You are discriminating against the people's police."

Xin Pingyu was worried: "You protect yourself, and nothing happens."

Xin Muchao remained silent.

Xin Pingyu looked at Zhouli and smiled at Xin Muchao: "Have you really thought about it? Think about some things carefully, don't let yourself regret it, after all, it's a lifetime, you feel good now, not necessarily in the future, you I won’t say it if it’s just for fun, but if you really want to live your life, you still have to be careful. Men can’t be with men for a long time..."

"Brother, why do I feel that you discriminate against homosexuals?" Xin Muchao was straightforward.

"I don't dislike homosexuality. I just think that some things last for a lifetime. You should take good care of them." Xin Pingyu stared at Zhouli. Apart from being good-looking, Zhouli was almost useless. He couldn't even write a word. Like a child, such a person is not suitable to be a life partner.

Xin Muchao knocked on the table suddenly, thinking that he had made a mistake again in the daytime, he raised his head and looked at him.

Xin Muchao smiled: "I didn't mention you, you continue to write."

During the day, I had to bury my head and continue writing.

Xin Pingyu had no choice but to be dissatisfied with his words, so he changed his tone and continued to persuade: "Life partner is a lifetime thing, I don't like you and you will regret it in the future."

Xin Pingyu's face was solemn: "Now you think it's fun, you think you surpass all the love in the world, but in the future, this fun will eventually pass, once the freshness wears off, what else are you left with? You can stand the glory, you can stand it Plain, this is called life.”

"Brother, I'm not you, I know what I want." Xin Muchao's face darkened: "I can tell you that my partner is Zhouli now, and I can say the same in ten years, 20 years, 30 years... ...50 years, 100 years, I can still say that. I am not like you, who use my sister-in-law as a tool. I am not like my father, who uses women but wants to be a lover. All people in the world are qualified to call me a partner It's a lifetime thing, you two are not qualified..."

Xin Pingyu hesitated to speak.

After a long silence, Xin Pingyu said, "Dad asks you to take care of yourself."

Xin Muchao was silent.

"He really wants you to go home."

"Didn't he drive me out of the house? Regret it now?"

Xin Pingyu nodded: "I regret it. He is over 50 years old. If he was put in ancient times, he would be enjoying his old age. He often told me that the two people he was most sorry for in his life were his mother and you. You live in hatred. He made you so extreme, so Dad feels very sorry for you."

"He has lived for more than 50 years, and he said such a human thing. It's really rare..." Xin Muchao sneered.

"So, go home." Xin Pingyu persuaded: "He has always wanted to reconcile with you, but you have not been able to forgive him. He feels very uncomfortable. Where did the overnight hatred between father and son come from? You have hated since you can remember. Him, until now."

"I don't hate him, I just hate him for my mother. If I forgive him, he will forget the wrong things he has done." Xin Muchao smiled. He felt that his father was really a greedy man. The company married a woman he didn't love, and when the family business grew bigger, he ran back to find his first love to save his love. When love and bread couldn't have both, he resolutely chose bread. Bread, and went back to look for his love, euphemistically called "true love".

What kind of bullshit is true love, with a wife and child family, and for the sake of true love, abandoning his wife, this kind of "true love" will only make people feel sick.

"He was hospitalized because he was sick." Xin Pingyu lowered his face, "Liver cancer, surgery next month, if the surgery is unsuccessful, one-third of the property under his name will be given to you."

Xin Mu blasted his head, as if a string had been completely broken.

He longed for his father's love since he was a child. He wished that he also had a father who would take him to playgrounds and parks. He hoped that his father could appear handsomely at the parents' meeting, but he never did. His father was in another family with other women and illegitimate children.

Occasionally, he would come back to see the three of them, mother and child, and then leave in a hurry, as if they were the most familiar strangers.

"He is old, and he did something wrong when he was young. You can't never forgive him for such a thing in your life. Go and see him." Xin Pingyu said calmly: "No.1 People's Hospital."

During the break between calligraphy practice, he raised his head to look at Mu'er. He was like a wooden sculpture, and then lowered his head to practice calligraphy again during the day.

Xin Muchao came back to his senses and took the pen away from Zhou Li's hand with a laugh: "Talk to me."

Put away exercise books and books during the day: "Okay, Mu'er, what do you want to say."

"Did you understand what my brother told me today?" Xin Muchao asked with a smile.

Zhou Li shook his head: "I don't understand."

Xin Muchao smiled: "It's better that you are like this, heartless, stupid, without any worries."

Watching him during the day.

Xin Muchao smiled, without saying a word: "My dad is sick. I heard from my brother that it is very serious. He married my mother for the company. Later, when he became rich and awesome, he just wanted love. , behind my mother’s back, engaged in mistresses outside, never came home at night, and never been a good father for a day. But...he caused retribution..."

Xin Muchao's voice became lower and lower, and during the day, he could feel the invisible sadness coming from him.

"He made retribution... I can't be happy at all!" Xin Muchao smiled.

"It's right for him to pursue his own happiness, and it's right for him to pursue his own love, but he already has a wife and a son, so he shouldn't evade his family responsibilities to find a mistress outside, and he shouldn't have never fulfilled his responsibilities as a father .” Xin Muchao chattered with Zhouli for a long time.

He is ignorant in the daytime, he has no parents, he doesn't know what family love is like, he was used to being alone on the mountain as a fox since he was a child, so he doesn't know where Mu'er's entangled feelings lie, his life is very simple It is also very substantial, without so many miscellaneous things.

"Do you think I should go see him?" Xin Muchao asked Zhou Li.

He didn't know in the daytime, he said: "If I have a father and my father is still alive, I will definitely go to see him, but I don't even know where my father is now."

Xin Muchao smiled, even if you have a father, your father has already become a living fossil.

"Clean up, I'll take you to see my dad." Xin Muchao put the cap on the pen.

In the middle of the day, there was an "oh" and he started to stand up and tidy up.

The two of them first went to buy some supplements. Xin Xiao had lived for so many years and had been a business tycoon for so many years.

Xin Muchao looked at the shelf, not in the mood at all, and just took it by hand.

Xin Muchao didn't know what to buy at all when he pushed the cart with him during the day, so he asked him to take whatever he wanted.Zhou Li didn't know much about the word father, and it was a bit embarrassing for him to suddenly ask him to buy a gift.

When they arrived at the hospital, Xin Muchao and Zhouli put the gifts on the table next to them.

During the day, I saw that the radiant social elite seemed to have aged overnight. His strong and powerful wrists were already skinny, but his eyes still revealed the paleness of insight into the world.

Seeing them coming over, he gave them a gentle look, his eyes were tired but clear.

"I thought you wouldn't come." Xin Xiao said.

Xin Muchao was expressionless: "I also thought I wouldn't come."

Xin Guan was already blind in his right eye, only his left eye. He was very scared when he saw Xin Muchao, so he made an excuse and hurried away, fearing that Xin Muchao would do something to him.

"Dad, let me introduce you. His name is Zhouli." Xin Muchao pulled Zhouli over to show Xin Xiao.

Zhou Li nodded politely: "Hi Uncle."

Xin Xiao was suspicious: "What?"

Xin Muchao smiled: "This is my lover, I'll bring it back for you to see."

"Cough cough cough..." Xin Xiao was out of breath, "Are you angry with me?"

Xin Muchao vetoed: "I'm not angry with you, I'm serious. I like him, and he likes me."

I was moved after hearing this during the day, seeing parents is really a technical job.

Xin Xiao's face suddenly changed: "He is a man."

"What's wrong with men? I love men too." Xin Muchao smiled, and you don't know, he is not a person at all.

Zhou Li didn't understand why Xin Xiao's face suddenly became so ugly, why can't men like men?

"Are you deliberately coming back this time to anger me?" Xin Xiao coughed so hard that he couldn't speak.

Xin Muchao quickly poured him a glass of water: "No, I didn't get angry with you, what I said was from the bottom of my heart, I like daytime, I don't care if you accept it or not, I just don't want to let myself regret it, I Treat you as my father, I will bring him to see you, if you can bless, I am very grateful to you, if you can't, I can understand you."

Xin Xiao stared into Xin Muchao's eyes for a long time before he realized that this son didn't seem to be joking. He didn't know why it was so sudden. Was it his failed marriage, failed family and failed concept of love that caused this son to like After falling in love with the man, he smiled wryly: "You know I'm more traditional, it's absolutely impossible for me to bless you."

Xin Mu nodded clearly: "I know."

Zhouli knew that Mu'er's father didn't like him, so he was a little at a loss.

Xin Muchao bent down and hugged his father. His father was skinny. When he hugged him, Xin Muchao's nose suddenly became sore. After all, he was still old.

Xin Muchao smiled: "Dad, I love you."

How many years should have been said, how many years of anticipation, he finally said this sentence.

Xin Xiao's body trembled slightly, his lips trembled in disbelief, his eyes flickered, he didn't know if it was because of emotion or what.

"But I... hate you even more." Xin Muchao said.

Xin Xiao was stunned, like a wooden sculpture, with trembling lips unable to speak.

"Let's go." Xin Muchao went to hold Zhouli's hand.

Zhou Li hurriedly followed, and when he reached the door, Zhou Li looked back, Xin Xiao still maintained that expression, he was frozen in the warm sun, like a monument.

"Your dad doesn't like me, will you stop being with me?" Zhou Li asked Xin Muchao.

Xin Muchao was surprised: "What are you thinking?"

Zhouli: "That's how it was played in that video. Your dad doesn't like me. He will definitely use various methods to keep me from being with you in the future. Maybe he will give me a lot of money to let me leave you, or he will I will threaten you with my life to go home and marry a bad woman."

Xin Muchao flicked his head: "Did you watch too many brain-dead movies?"

During the day, I worry about my great love. It is not easy to love a human being.

"My dad won't do that, don't worry." Xin Muchao smiled and comforted him.

I feel relieved during the day.

Xin Muchao: "My dad will only quietly find someone to kill you secretly, so that you will disappear from this world and the body will not be found."

Zhou Li: "..." Why are human beings so terrifying?

In the evening, after taking a bath with Xin Muchao, as soon as he lay down on the bed, Tianli couldn't wait to hug Xin Muchao tightly, and looked at him expectantly.

Xin Muchao put down the newspaper: "He's in heat?" No, isn't the heat period just over?

Dumb in the daytime, can't you go to bed if you're not in heat?

He rode on Xin Muchao all at once, smiling, and slowly took off his clothes.

Xin Muchao was dumbfounded, looked at Zhou Li like this, and said, "Qiu, are you vixens so unreserved?"

"I don't know, I haven't seen any other vixen." Zhou Li had already taken off his clothes while talking, and then...

He sat down at once.

"Ahhh...it hurts!" Zhou Li yelled, the pain made him tremble all over, why is it different from what he imagined.

Xin Muchao hurriedly hugged him, you are so sick, you just sat down without any foreplay, no wonder it doesn't hurt!

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