Your Distance

Wait, that's wrong.

What's wrong.

Zhu Ao responded: "Ting Shuang, you don't have to go around me."

Is this a matter of earning and paying?

Almost got into this boy.

Ting Shuang said, "Dad, how dare I go around you ... let's not discuss this ... we are trying to reach a consensus ..."

He said as he calculated in his heart, the first consensus-Professor Gao Pan, the whole family benefited from the consensus: the enemy and us have reached an agreement.

So he went on to find the next consensus: "Dad, you definitely want me to be happy?"

This time Zhu Ao ignored him, took the cup and drank his tea.

Ting Shuang changed a less nasty statement: "Dad, you don't want me to be bad, right?"

"What are you talking about?" Zhu Ao raised his eyes from behind the cup, unhappy, "I'm your dear, can I look forward to your poor life?"

Ting Shuang immediately said, "Of course, then of course ..."

Two sentences were echoed, and his words turned sharply: "However, Dad, you say, how is this going? Who cares? In the final analysis, is it still like drinking water, knowing whether you are warm or cold?"

"Yes, it's up to you. It's up to you." Zhu Ao lit a cigarette and wasn't happy with Ting Shuang, then said, "But not now you have the final say. People want to go long Look. Little young figure is happy for a while, what to do when you are old? You are now on your own, yes, you are happy now, I am also young, I know how to be happy when I was young, but wait until you are seventy or eighty? Full of children and grandchildren, how about you? What will you do then? "

Ting Shuang was about to refute, Zhu Ao said with a deep voice: "I will be dead by then, and I won't be bothered by the sight, and you will be left alone. Who wants to control you?"

After all, he glanced at Bai Changyi, and then turned his eyes back to Ting Shuang. The look was clear: find someone so much older than you, and expect him to take care of you forever? It's good that you don't serve him.

This statement is too heavy, whether it is spoken on the plain or not on the plain, it is too heavy.

"Ting Shuang, don't tell me what to do when you are old and rich, and there are nursing homes, care workers, society, systems, and government. It is not the same thing as a real family." Zhu Ao spit out a cigarette, The wrinkles at the corners of the eyes were deeper. "Do you think I can control you for a few years? I can't control you for a few years. Professor Bai—" He looked to Bai Changyi: "The psychiatrist you introduced to me is good, but the doctor only Can you tell me what is sick, what is not sick. He is the authority to treat the disease. As for how to live, I have lived most of my life without him to teach. Professor Bai, your condition is good, I do n’t know how many people line up to catch up I ’m going to serve you, but I wish Ao ’s son, you ca n’t commit it. You and me, if you do n’t become brothers, it ’s not appropriate. In the future, we will only talk about work, business and private affairs. I wish Ao to be clear. "

After all, he did not give Bo Changyi and Ting Shuang a chance to speak again, and hung up the video directly.

A long time after the video, Zhu Ao had been smoking on the sofa without saying a word.

Weng Yunyi sat down next to him, and said enthusiastically: "Actually ... let the child decide for himself. Children and grandchildren have their own children and grandchildren. You have to take care of them. If the results are good, the results are not good. Trick him to hate it. "

Zhu Ao turned to look at Weng Yunyi and asked, "What if Zhu Wenjia is on the other side of today's video? He would like to spend time with a man ten years older than him, do you say the same?"

Weng Yunyi froze and laughed after a while: "Xiao Jia-Xiao Jia won't, he's not the same as Ting Shuang. Hey, by the way, last time we ate, didn't Mr. Lin's daughter graduate from Imperial College? Don't we let Xiaojia come back and invite President Lin to have a meal together? "

"... You arrange it." Zhu Ao pressed the cigarette on his hand and got up. "I'll take a bath."

Zhu Wenjia turned on and saw the message his mother sent him: Xiaojia, it's not convenient for you to live with your brother. You can apply for it anywhere in the school. Please go back to your country first. Someone here will introduce it to you.

Zhu Wenjia returned: No, I want to see the school I want to apply by myself.

After returning to the news, he threw the phone aside, played with the dog for a while, then looked back at Ting Shuang's face, and had to walk the dog.

The atmosphere at home is not very good.

Park Chang intended to cook in the kitchen.

Court Frost leaned against the kitchen door frame.

"Come, taste it," said Bo Changyi.

"Hmm ..." Ting Shuang passed, drinking soup with a spoon in Bai Changyi's hand.

"How?" Park Chang asked.

Ting Shuang nodded: "... good to drink."

Bo Changyi was about to collect a spoon, and Ting Shuang wrapped around Bo Changyi's waist, resting his head on the neck of Bo Changyi.

"What's wrong?" Bai Changyi touched the back of Tingshuang's neck.

Ting Shuang did not speak for a long time.

Bo Changyi said, "Still thinking about what you just did?"

"I didn't expect him to say that ..." Ting Shuang muttered, "... Are you sad?"

Park Chang-yi said, "It's okay, he's telling the truth."

"He's not telling the truth!" Ting Shuang said, "That's just his thoughts. I don't think so. Do people live for the last ten years?"

"I know," Bo Changyi said, "but people's ideas are not so easy to change. If a conversation can eliminate the differences that have existed for decades, how can there be war in the world."

"But, I thought ..." Ting Shuang said frustrated, "I thought we could solve it better ... We said so well before the video ... I thought ..."

Bai Changyi was silent for a while, and said, "Ting, can't you accept my failure."

Ting Shuang suddenly raised his head and looked at Bo Changyi's eyes: "I didn't—" "I have problems that can't be solved." Bo Changyi lowered his eyes and looked into Ting Shuang's eyes, "It's like I can't stop aging. "

The lid of the soup pot moved tremblingly, white gas came out of the lid hole.

Outside the window, the trees in the yard quietly began to fall.

Summer has passed. I do n’t know which day it passed. There are no traces of cherries that have fallen on the ground.