these years

Various small flags fluttered on the green field, and a little brown horse crossed the hill. It was dressed in a sky blue saddle, looking innocent and cute, and its speed was like an arrow flying from the string.The rider led it to charge forward, followed by a group of racehorses from various races. They circled several hills and leveled the turf that had been raised with a lot of money.

This is a friendly horse-loving match between the rich.

In the end, the rider on the little brown horse won the first place. The rider in the sky blue riding outfit rolled over from the horse. He took off his helmet, his shoulder-length black hair let loose and drooped, and he stroked a red mole between his eyebrows.

Chen Li is a good rider. He is not tall, and his body is light and thin. When he got on the horse, the horse didn't know it.

Chen Li waved his helmet at the people in the spectator seats, who jumped up happily. He is Jin Lan, the only son of Hong Kong female crocodile Zhong Weihong.

Over the years, Hong Kong's finances have been bad, and all walks of life have been affected, and the trend of paparazzi chasing celebrities and rich people has gradually declined.If not, once Jin Lan's appearance is exposed, it will make all Hong Kong's entertainment reporters crazy-he has the height of Mimi, and the appearance of Christian, full of pride, and dressed in gold and jade, anyone with a discerning eye can tell at a glance that he is The product of the union of the golden boy and the jade girl many years ago.

Jin Lan never asked about the past tragedies of the older generation, and she didn't know the price of food, rice, oil and salt. She only happily gambled on horses and cards every day, occasionally played golf in the club, played with young models on the yacht, and got off the car on the hilltop road. There was nothing she could do. , as far as his education level is concerned, he can't play any advanced stuff.Jin Lan was diagnosed with developmental dyslexia when she was a child, and she couldn't understand it in elementary school.Qiao Weidong and Wang Lijun took turns admonishing Zhong Weihong that the child must obtain a high school diploma, "otherwise we will be a living example."So Zhong Weihong donated a lot of money to Jinlan to study in an academy run by an Englishman. She thought, no matter what illness her son has, since his living conditions are so good, he must have a higher education than the adults in the family to justify it.So finally, to put it bluntly, Jin Lan got a certificate of completion and never studied again after that.

Jin Lan ran down from her seat and rushed over to wrap her arms around Chen Li's shoulders, while the photographer at the side took a group photo.In the group photo, Jin Lan grinned with a playful smile, while Chen Li frowned, looking sad.They always do.

After the photo was taken, Jin Lan asked: "I want to have afternoon tea with them, together?"

Chen Li said: "Don't go, I'm bored, I'm going back to school to do something."

When Jin Lan heard the refusal, she ran away. At this time, he had already run a long distance, and turned around and shouted to Chen Li: "I know! Don't worry!"

Chen Li walked to the table with three sighs and changed the equestrian helmet into a motorcycle helmet.After putting on the helmet, he rode on the locomotive parked under a nearby tree, started it rumblingly, and drove all the way down the mountain.

On the way down the mountain, Chen Li wondered for no reason when he would win his first horse racing trophy. You must know that serious competitions are much more difficult than friendly ones.

Feng Lilie put on his helmet, and Chen Li sped up a little more. It wasn't that he loved speed, but that he had long admired it.In the early years, there was a photo hanging in the corridor of Wang Lijun's house, which was enlarged and framed in a glass frame.The background of the photo is the Happy Valley Racecourse, and the characters are Wang Lijun and another man.The man was dressed in strong clothes and was leading a racehorse. Wang Lijun held the trophy for him, while the man held his shoulders.With Wang Lijun's glamorous face, that man can only be called healthy and handsome, but he has long hair, a ponytail, and a romantic and unrestrained smile. In addition, he is holding a horse, which makes him very similar to "Laughing". Linghu Chong in "Proud Jianghu".

And the blank space at the bottom of the photo says, Chang Miaotong and Junzai, we were in [-].Photo by Qiao Weidong.

That photo greatly affected Chen Li's aesthetics.He thinks that not only he thinks this is very good, but Wang Lijun also thinks it is very good.Otherwise, how could he smile so heartily next to that man?

So when Chen Li grows up, he grows long hair and also learns horse racing, but because of his thin body and beautiful face, he doesn't look like Linghu Chong, but more like Lin Pingzhi.For this reason, Jin Lan always comforted him and said, Lin Pingzhi is not wrong, in short, it is better than Tian Boguang!

Whether it's Lin Pingzhi or Tian Boguang, no matter how beautiful he is, he can't compare to Linghu Chong in the photo.In this way, will Wang Lijun think him good?

Chen Li drove the motorcycle all the way down, and suddenly thought of the uncertain future of the school band, and felt anxious for a while.Wang Lijun told him that since he has graduated and likes to play music, why not go to mainland China to participate in a singing competition and make his debut, the company will praise him, such a platform is hard to find.

Chen Li was distraught when she heard this. It is no longer an era where one can do whatever is good. When choosing a development path, one's own likes and dislikes are more important.He just likes to start an indie band, and he doesn't want to have commercial elements in it—it's not that his family is too poor to get rid of the pot, waiting for the relief of singing money.

But he never refused directly, just changed the subject again and again—he would never refuse Wang Lijun.Because Wang Lijun has given him the best thing in the world.All Chen Li's displeasure is not because of Wang Lijun, but from asking himself - are you doing well enough to be worthy of being the best in the world?

Chen Li drove all the way down. Against the background of the flowers on the mountain road, the setting sun in the distance burned into burgundy, and the speeding car drove towards the depths of the setting sun.He had put too much thought into these paradoxes, and finally decided to give up at this moment, but when his reason finally came to the ground, the speed was already too fast.Chen Li wanted to slow down, so she stepped on the foot brake.But his leg suddenly suffered from pain again——Wang Lijun adopted him back then and took him to study in Hong Kong. Everything in the college followed the British tradition. The winter school uniform was shorts and stockings. He couldn’t adapt to it, and his knees were frozen. ——In pain, his legs and feet were weak when he stepped on it, the brakes didn't work, and there happened to be a sharp bend in front of him, the motorcycle slid over like flying, and then fell to the ground with a loud noise.

Chen Li was thrown out, he slammed into the curb, and soon lost consciousness.

When Chen Li woke up, she was already in St. Marian's Hospital. It was already early morning, and only the Filipino maid, Flora, was lying beside the bed.

When he moved slightly, Flora woke up immediately, she worriedly rubbed the back of his hand repeatedly, and comforted him: "Liguan, it's okay, it's okay."

Chen Li wanted to speak, but her voice was quite hoarse, so she coughed several times. Flora couldn't hear him suffering, so she quickly got up to pour water. She woke up in the middle of the night, and her movements hadn't recovered yet. She picked up the kettle here, and accidentally broke a glass on the other side. The series of actions made Chen Li speechless. He hurriedly said: "Fang Mom, hurry up, I have nothing to do."

Flora brought the hot water to him anyway.When Chen Li drank water to moisten his throat, she helped him prop up his back with a pillow and said, "The doctor said, you have some concussions and bruises, and you will be fine in the hospital within a week."

Chen Li put down the water glass and asked, "Did Dad call me?"

Flora said: "There is a stalk! The young master told me to let you know, and I want you to rest and recuperate at ease."

Chen Li said: "You are lying to me, I know my father must be tight with me, and I have already planned to return to the mainland this week for a competition-oh, IKEA is dead." (Don't lie to me, I know Dad must be mad at me...he's dead this time.)

Flora waved her hand: "No, no, the young master told me that she misses you so much, he really didn't bother you—"

Chen Li has long been used to it, and Flora has a gentle temperament, love and kindness.Over the years, Wang Lijun is still the "young master" in her mouth, and has not been upgraded to become a master.Therefore, when he brought Chen pears to his home in Hong Kong, there were young masters under the young master, and the honorifics among the servants were confused for a long time, until Flora invented the name "Liguan".This kind of name with a long history is the Cantonese name for the young master of a rich family.Most of the great ladies of that era have now been promoted to masters, and there are very few young masters who are called certain servants in Hong Kong nowadays.Perhaps, Chen Li is the only living fossil left.

Flora finally finished her work and sat down. She sighed and rubbed her hands on her lap embarrassingly.In fact, she was telling the truth.

Chen Li didn't dare to ask if his father was angry anymore. He looked out of the window, feeling uneasy, and kept picking at the bed sheet with one finger, almost scratching a hole.

Outside the window, the scenery of St. Marianne has not changed over the years, with mountains and forests nearby and the sky and sea in the distance.At this time, the fishermen had already gone out to sea, and they drove their light boats towards the direction of the sun.The moonlight has not yet faded, and there are still a few stars twinkling on the sparkling sea water.

Wang Lijun received the news of Chen Li's car accident while recording the show.He was so frightened at the time that he wanted to apply for leave to fly directly to Hong Kong, but during the recording of the reality show, all guests stayed at the hotel and were not allowed to leave midway.So he hurriedly called Flora, and he was relieved after learning that Chen Li was fine.On the phone, he told Flora to make more soup for Chen Li to replenish her body and make sure he recovers.

Hanging up the phone, Wang Lijun no longer worried.But he suddenly thought of his own mistakes on the show: the same hands and feet, repeated mistakes of the tongue, wrong answers to elementary school students' level questions... Thinking of this, his ears turned red and hot, and a feeling sprouted in his body that made people want to scream to the sky. Shame comes.My God, when did he degenerate into what he is now? Wang Lijun tortured himself.

After thinking about it, he found the answer to this question: maybe it started when he chose to return to the mainland.

He was obviously thinking about philosophical issues, but the phone in his hand vibrated, and a call came—it was the producer of the singing competition show, and it was most likely that he had received bad news, so he called to ask Chen Li if he would still participate in the show.

Wang Lijun was originally sitting by the bed, but now he grunted and buried his head between his knees. He was really troubled.Knowing that the race is coming soon, but he wants to go racing on the mountain road, until now, he still can't figure out what Chen Li is thinking - even though he is only older than Chen Li, with only six generation gaps.Sometimes he also wonders whether this father-son relationship, which is not very father-son, has brought negative effects on the other party, because the father plays a pivotal role in the growth of the child.He was eager to protect the calf back then, so he adopted Xiao Li'er, but maybe they were not suitable to be father and son?

However, when two men who are supposed to be father and son are not father and son, what kind of relationship can they have?

The phone was still vibrating, and Wang Lijun pressed the answer button.But in the next second, his hands trembled accidentally, and he accidentally touched the little red phone on the screen.

This is because Zhang Xiaobo jumped out from behind and embraced him lovingly.

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