Sheng Wang was stunned for a moment, and his smile faded from the corners of his eyes and mouth.

Jiang Tian held the milk cup and touched his cheek lightly. He took it and drank it. He glanced at Jiang Tian who was replying to the news from his senior brothers in the group.

Sheng Wang looked at it for a while, put down the glass and said to the person on the phone: "Okay, you decide the time?"

Sheng Mingyang was waiting for him to answer, and laughed at him and said, "I'll be here in the afternoon. I've been free these two days. Now my dad is not as busy as you, so I have to spend your time."

Sheng Wang said, "Then let's go tonight. When will you arrive? I'll pick you up."

When Jiang Tian saw it, he had already hung up the phone.

“Is there another job?”

Sheng Wang hung his hand on his shoulder and threw his phone to the table: "Well. I just peeked. Do you have to invite a professor to dinner today?"

The world of adults is that the more festivals come, the more we must not stop.

It was snowing heavily in Beijing on New Year's Day, and the beautiful vision of spending a day in the house was slaughtered in the plan. Jiang Tian was called away by his senior brothers, mainly to celebrate the professor's New Year's Day, and to gossip about his relationship with his "old classmates". Sheng Wang went to see Sheng Mingyang.

Although the weather is not good, it is New Year's Day after all, and it is still crowded everywhere. Shengwang has set a seat in a villa hotpot restaurant, but it is not that noisy here.

Sheng Mingyang took off his coat and put it on the back of the chair, folded the sleeve of the shirt outside the gray cashmere sweater, glanced around and said, "Isn't there a shopping mall restaurant downstairs? Why did you run so far?"

"Don't you like this Wagyu?" Sheng Wang said.

Sheng Mingyang was stunned for a moment.

He really likes Wagyu from this restaurant. He asked a friend to call Shengwang to eat here twice. He may have mentioned it casually, or he may not have said it explicitly. Anyway, he has no impression of it anymore, and he didn't expect his son to remember it.

This is how their father and son's relationship has been like this in recent years. Sheng Wang is very filial and very filial, and can take care of all the details, and can even be considered as a good example. Just like Sheng Mingyang's expectations and expectations for that little guy more than 20 years ago, he is outstanding and handsome. Logically speaking, he should be happy, but he will always become lonely at some point.

It is said that there must be a tug-of-war between father and son about the right to speak, just like male animals fighting for territory, from being controlled to being controlled, some people can quarrel about it for a lifetime.

But they are different. He doesn't like clamor without any grace, and Sheng Wang doesn't like merciless fights.

Sheng Mingyang once thought he was enlightened. He and his son each occupied half of the country and were peaceful and harmonious. It took him a long time to realize that he had never stopped drawing the territory. However, every time he circled, Sheng Wang would move a little to the side, neither fighting nor rob, but he went further and further.

When he finally realized, he couldn't even see the shadow clearly.

Occasionally, he missed the erotic Wangzai a little. He thought his voice was too long and only listened to the beginning. He would change the notes to him according to the content he shared. He would hang up his phone directly, and when he was happy, he would call him "Old Comrade Sheng Mingyang".

He used to feel a headache, but now he can't enjoy it again.

Sometimes he is extremely bored, and he will want to ask with alcohol: "Are you taking revenge on your father?"

But he knew it was not, because Sheng Wang was soft-hearted and would not have done it on purpose. It was precisely because it was not intentional that Sheng Mingyang felt even more depressed and uncomfortable.

This trip to Beijing was not that necessary, he could come or not. But yesterday when he was washing his face before going to bed, he looked at the glass and found that his temples had white hair, not just one or two, as if he had grown up overnight.

He stood in front of the mirror for a while, and suddenly he wanted to see his son and have a good meal with Shengwang on the first day of the New Year.

Maybe he is older and has a decent career than a career, he wants to hear Sheng Wang say more in his tone when he was in his teens: "Comrade Sheng Mingyang, you have white hair."

However, he raised his head, but only saw Sheng Wang close the menu and smile at the waiter, turning his head and asking, "Dad, do you want to drink?"

It is false to say that it is not disappointed. Sheng Mingyang was silent for a moment, waved his hand and said, "No, just water. I have seen several people who have had gout recently, so I have to be more restrained."

If it was Sheng Wang from a child, he would definitely say, "It's too late to wait for the lameness." Now he just nodded and said, "It's not about socializing, so just drink less."

The waiter brought the bottom of the flower glue pot and two dipping dishes. Sheng Mingyang took a sip of water, and smiled and started talking again: "I went to Hangzhou a while ago and had a meal with Xiao Peng. He even complained to me, saying that you were busy day and night and it was not easy to catch you."

The full name of the little Peng in Sheng Mingyang is Peng Xie and the WeChat name is star anise crab. He has been in contact with Sheng Wang intermittently for so many years. He went to college in Guangzhou. Sheng Wang had visited him twice and he also came to Beijing. After graduation, they were busy becoming a top, so it became much more difficult to meet and chat.

Crab has a good fortune. After graduation, she couldn't stand the control after attending two months of class. She borrowed some start-up funds from her father and quit her job to make money. Because she was loyal and able to drink and talk, she actually did a good job.

One time, Sheng Mingyang encountered a hurdle in his business. He wanted to find someone to clear the relationship. He went around in circles and went around his son. Sheng Wang was looking for a crab.

With one string on both sides, Sheng Mingyang automatically crossed his seniority and became a business partner with crabs.

"It's okay." Sheng Wang put the sauce and handed the empty plate to the waiter. "He was excited when he was a father last time. Didn't I talk with him until three in the morning?"

Sheng Mingyang smiled and flipped through his phone to Sheng Wang to see: "Have you seen his child? I saw that day, with beautiful eyes and pretty."

"You can see your eyes and eyes are pretty in just a few months?" Sheng Wang said angrily, "You said that Director Xu of the Political and Education Department was good-looking."

Sheng Mingyang reacted for a moment before remembering which Director Xu it was, and then he was stunned.

In recent years, they rarely mention the people and things of the affiliated high school when they meet and chat. It is like a forbidden zone. As long as they mention it, ten of them will end in silence. Sheng Mingyang doesn't like to make trouble for himself.

This was the first time Sheng Wang mentioned it on his own initiative, but in a joking tone. Sheng Mingyang felt inexplicably sore, as if the rock that had been pried for a long time finally had traces of loosening. He, as a father, was almost a little moved.

The thick and golden soup of the vegetarian chicken was boiling in the pot. The waiter scalded the wagyu beef for them and put it into the plate of the two. Sheng Mingyang lowered his head in the steaming heat, and because he was in a hurry to eat, he was burned to the tip of his tongue.

He even drank a few sips of water, trying to continue the topic and atmosphere, so he caught the crab and dig deeper. He talked about why he got married as soon as he graduated, and talked about the IOU he made with his father this year, and he finally paid off his threes. He was very lucky. His parents didn't do anything recently, and they circled around their granddaughter every day, asking the stars not to give them to the moon.

The person who was interested accidentally got into the minefield.

Sheng Mingyang said: "When will you make me a little bitch? Dad can wash his hands and enjoy the joy of family."

He just said something irrelevant, and after that, he felt that it was inappropriate. He felt even more regretful when he saw Sheng Wang's pause in chopsticks. But because the waiter was still scalding them for meat, he slowly breathed a sigh of relief - there were outsiders, Sheng Wang would not say anything too much.

Sheng Wang only stopped for a moment and continued to dip the ingredients. After eating the sip, he drank water again, then put down the cup and said, "This may not work. Otherwise, I will get you a cat, or bring one back in the future, and want a grandson or granddaughter, you have the final say."

Sheng Mingyang picked up a beef with chopsticks and stopped hearing this. He hung his chopsticks for a few seconds and laughed gently: "Okay, you are still young. I know that everyone of you is like this. If you ask, just don't ask again, just don't want it. Don't talk about this for now, wait for the future--"

Sheng Wang interrupted him, but his tone was calm: "It may be the same in the future."

Sheng Mingyang raised his eyes and was about to open his mouth, Sheng Wang said again: "Jiang Tian has returned to China."

Silence spread between father and son in an instant. Sheng Mingyang finally lost his appetite and put down his chopsticks. He glanced at the waiter. The other party looked at the last piece of meat without squinting his eyes, put it into the dining plate, said "use it slowly" and walked away with it.

At that moment, time seemed to flow back to the day a few years ago. They also sat in the car silently until one of them spoke.

It was Sheng Mingyang at the beginning, but this time it was Sheng Wang.

He said: "Just a few days ago, he returned to China to do projects, and we met at a dinner party."

There was no expression on Sheng Mingyang's face. He frowned and took a long time to answer, "What about?"

"I was there when you called me this morning." Sheng Wang paused for a while and said calmly: "I still like him, and I still plan to be with him."

Sheng Mingyang's fingers resting on the table twitched.

At one moment, he thought, it would be great if it weren't for such a restaurant, if there weren't so many people around... but then he realized, what could it be? Sheng Wang is no longer the boy who just pulled him away.

Then, another kind of cognition surged from the bottom like a rising tide. He finally knew why Sheng Wang smiled when he answered the phone, and finally knew why the rocks began to loosen.

It's ridiculous. As his father, he was looking forward to this day nervously, and he wanted to push these things back. He wanted the result, but he didn't want that reason.

But this was not up to him. He could only choose to accept it completely or crush it thoroughly.

Sheng Mingyang stared at a certain point on the table for a long time and took a deep breath before raising his eyes and said, "What if I were the same as before."

"It's normal." Sheng Wang said, "It's more surprising if you say it's changed. But what I want to say is different from before."

"You said at that time, let me tell everyone that I like men and see what others react." Sheng Wang smiled lightly and said, "You may not know that you have not been here in the past few years. I have told many people that as long as someone asks, I dare to say it. The conclusion is quite strange, and no one pointed at me and said if you are crazy."

Sheng Mingyang couldn't help but say, "Those are outsiders, of course outsiders don't care about you!"

"So outsiders don't care. What are the family worried about? Worrying that I'm absurd and perverted? This logic is very strange. Don't you think it?" Sheng Wang smiled and said helplessly, "Dad, except you, I really haven't heard anyone tell me this anymore."

Sheng Mingyang fell silent in an instant.

After a long time, he held the cup and said in a deep voice: "That's in person, how do you know that they don't say it behind their backs?"

"There are so many people on the street, and I can't count the words I say behind my back every day. This person is smooth, that person is dull, this person is too tall, that person is too short, this person is powerful, and that person is useless. He just said behind his back that I like men. Is there any difference between what I said just now? Who is not told?"

Sheng Mingyang lost his voice.

Sheng Wang looked at him and said, "At that time, you asked me why I was sad if I didn't think it was ridiculous. Why else, Dad?"

Of course, Sheng Mingyang knew why, but he just changed his concept when questioning. He said to Jiang Tian that "Sheng Wang is soft-hearted", so how could he not know why his son was sad?

This world is like a huge reincarnation. In order to make him happy, Sheng Wang has never been happy in the past few years. Now it is his turn to be careful and just want to change Sheng Wang to smile.

Sheng Wang said: "I dare to go to the cemetery now, and I dare to tell my mother that I like Jiang Tian. I want to be with him. I think my mother shouldn't scold me, and may even say Happy New Year to me."

He was silent for a long time, raised his eyes and said to Sheng Mingyang, "Will you say this to me?"

For a moment, Sheng Mingyang almost spoke. But perhaps because he was silent for too long, his mouth and tongue rusted, his heart was so sour, but he could not say those four words.

Sheng Wang did not force him. He had the dignity and harmony of an adult, and was as soft-hearted as he was when he was a teenager.

They finished the meal almost silently. Sheng Wang wanted to drive him back, but Sheng Mingyang said that the snowy road was slippery and he didn't need to go back.

Maybe this is how the father and son were, and they couldn't say anything they wanted to hear, and they always had a lot of useless nagging. In the end, Sheng Wang called a special car for him.

When Sheng Mingyang got on the bus, Sheng Wang stood outside the car window and held the door for him, and before leaving, he said to him: "Dad, happy New Year."

These words made him feel very uncomfortable.

Sheng Wang stood in the clear light in front of the store for a while, until the car was infiltrated into the taillights connected to the long street. The snow stopped for an afternoon, and then it got all over the sky and the ground was getting all over the sky. Sheng Wang pulled up his scarf and was about to walk to the parking lot, but he saw a familiar figure holding an umbrella from the overpass.

The man liked to open his front and look tall, thin and deserted in the north night. The hem of his coat was blown by the wind, and snow foam hit it, splashing out wet marks.

He walked along the steps to the front door of the store, swept away Xue Chongshengwang in front of him and said, "Is it so good to have an umbrella?"

Sheng Wang's eyebrows and eyes that had been frozen all night finally stretched out. He shook the key in his hand and said, "I'm driving."

"Why are you here?" Sheng Wang walked side by side with him towards the car.

Jiang Tian pointed to the business district opposite: "I happened to be having dinner there, and when I saw you, I came here."

"Luckily I stood for a while, otherwise would you run after my car?" Sheng Wang said.
To be continued...