Perhaps Xu Tangcheng's persistence finally worked, and Zhou Hui's thoughts coincided with Xu Tangcheng's.
On New Year's Day, Xu Tangcheng received a call from Tang Xi, saying that during breakfast, Xu Yueliang asked her to ask her brother to come home during the holiday, and the family sat down and had a good talk.
This time was earlier than Xu Tangcheng expected. In addition to being surprised, he was a little apprehensive: "What did Mom say?"
"My mother didn't say anything at that time, they must have discussed it." Xu Tangxi couldn't hide the joy in his words, "I'll just say, I miss you, they will definitely miss you, how could it be because of this matter, The family really fell apart."
On the other end of the phone, Xu Tangcheng frowned and tried to figure out what his parents meant, but ignored the answer.
"Brother?" Xu Tangxi got no response and called him.
"Um?"
"You come back and talk to your parents. Actually, your parents are very soft-hearted, especially Mom."
Xu Tangcheng smiled: "I know, I will talk about it well."
But Xu Tangcheng was actually not as optimistic as Xu Tangxi. After hanging up, he was still thinking, Xu Yueliang and Zhou Hui suddenly called him back, whether things really turned around, or they finally wanted to give an ultimatum to force him again. a handful.
He didn't work overtime today, but YiZhe, who always came home first, didn't come back for some reason. Xu Tangcheng pondered on the sofa, unable to sort out the miscellaneous thoughts in his head. Gradually, the sky darkened. Across the window of the living room, you can see the lights that gradually light up in the night, the edges of the lights meet and finally connect. It was rare to be quiet, and it was rare to think that there might be hope, so Xu Tangcheng let himself lie there, killing time without doing anything.
The sound of opening the door came from the door. Xu Tangcheng was about to call someone, but he immediately found that the person entering the door was on the phone. He couldn't listen to it, but a few words and a title had already revealed the content of the call.
YiZhe turned on the light while talking, and when he saw the person on the sofa, he stuttered in fright.
Xu Tangcheng smiled, got up, walked over, and took the meal he brought.
"I really can't make it through New Year's Day... OK... I'll call you when I'm free."
Today's dishes are vegetarian three fresh, sweet and sour pork ribs, and a croquette. Xu Tangcheng found a plate and poured it out, and Yi Zhe had already hung up.
"Your dad's phone number?"
"Yeah." YiZhe put on his slippers, moved his feet again, and kicked the shoes that were casually dropped on the ground, "I was going to that store to buy you vegetables, but when I went there, I found a sticker on the door saying, The boss has something to do at home, so we will suspend business for a few days."
No wonder I came back late.
"Why did your uncle call just now to let you go to Shanghai?"
"Yeah." YiZhe washed his hands, and before he could sit down, he put a ball in his mouth and swallowed it without chewing it twice.
"Don't eat so fast," Xu Tangcheng saw, and couldn't help but start talking about this problem again, "It's not good for the stomach."
YiZhe listened and chewed a few more times after the next bite.
"Tang Xi called me just now and said that my parents asked me to go back on New Year's Day." Xu Tangcheng returned to the topic, "It's quite a coincidence, aren't you going to Shanghai?"
"Want you to go home?" YiZhe put down the bowl in his hand and thought for a while, "Are aunts and uncles agreeing?"
"I don't know." Xu Tangcheng shook his head, "but I always felt that they wouldn't agree so quickly. Maybe... a little shaken?"
Xu Tangcheng naturally also hoped that his optimistic attitude would not be let down, but the guesswork in advance is not worth it, and things will develop as they unfold, and there will be no change due to their hopes. He sighed: "Forget it, I'll take a look at it then."
"Should I go back with you?"
"Don't," Xu Tangcheng said quickly, "I still don't know what's going on."
"Yeah." YiZhe thought about it and felt that he should be more honest now and not bother Zhou Hui and Xu Yueliang.
"You should go to Shanghai." Listening to the meaning of the phone call just now, it seemed that Yi Yuanzhi wanted Yi Zhe to go there. Xu Tangcheng put his hand on his forehead and rubbed it twice, "Otherwise, I have to stay by myself."
Yi Zhe didn't answer the question about whether to go to Shanghai or not, but immediately frowned and asked, "Is it still uncomfortable today?"
"It's okay." Xu Tangcheng is now being monitored remotely almost all day, and he no longer dares to deceive YiZhe about his physical condition. "I still have a severe headache in the afternoon, and my head is dazed."
"Didn't you go to bed early last night?" YiZhe turned around and looked at the time on the clock on the wall, "Why don't you go to bed earlier?"
"Okay." Xu Tangcheng agreed with a long tone. Seeing that the expression on YiZhe's face was not very good, he moved his chopsticks, picked a small steak from the plate, and put it in YiZhe's bowl: "Don't be so nervous, eat quickly, it will be cold in a while. "
Soon after New Year's Day, Xu Tangcheng returned home, and after putting him in the car, Yi Zhe set foot on the train to Shanghai at the urging of his father.
After arriving in Shanghai, Yi Zhe understood why his father had contacted him this time.
Yi Yuanzhi personally came to pick him up at the station, but when YiZhe opened the door, he understood why his father contacted him so proactively.
The girl before the co-pilot sat, she turned around with a smile and beckoned to him: "Long time no see."
Yi Zhe didn't speak with a sullen face, and got into the car.
Yi Yuanzhi glanced at the rearview mirror and asked, "Xiaoyi is saying hello to you, didn't you hear me?"
From this moment on, the atmosphere of this trip to Shanghai has been eerie. Yi Yuanzhi's tone was flat, and there was even an uncommon smile at the corner of his mouth, but Yi Zhe could clearly see his displeasure in the mirror.
"Hello." YiZhe frowned and turned his eyes to the window.
"Why didn't you answer the text I sent you before, and didn't answer the call?"
As if on purpose, the girl started to scold Yi Zhe in front of Yi Yuanzhi. Yi Yuanzhi was very kind. When she said a word, he nodded and responded, lightly or severely, and taught YiZhe a few words.
YiZhe didn't feel comfortable hearing it, and opened the rear seat window. Shanghai is also very cold these few days, the wind blowing in makes YiZhe feel relieved, but it attracts a low-pitched reprimand from Yi Yuanzhi.
When I went to eat, I chose a Hong Kong-style restaurant that girls like to eat. When the dishes came, the girl took two small bites, and then she pouted and said that the taste of this restaurant was not as good as before.
Of course, Yi Zhe, who was sitting on the side, ignored her words. He pretended not to hear and ate happily, while Yi Yuanzhi cared a few words about the girl after his warning to Yi Zhe was useless.
"I originally wanted to go to Hong Kong tomorrow, but the friend who always goes with me temporarily let me go, hey." The girl sighed and glanced at YiZhe.
"It doesn't matter," Yi Yuanzhi said with a smile, "let YiZhe go with you?"
"I'm not going." With a chicken nugget still in his mouth, Yi Zhe raised his head quickly and dropped such a sentence.
"You go to play too, it happens to be a holiday."
"I dont go."
The joy of seeing his father has been slowly worn away in the past two hours, and up to now, all that remains in Yi Zhe's heart is full of impatience. No one spoke anymore at the table, the girl's eyes rolled between the two of them a few times, as if watching a good show, she raised the corner of her lips, then lowered her head, raised her little finger, and scooped a spoonful of soup to her mouth inside.
"I'll be leaving the day after tomorrow, I have something to do when I go back."
Such a scene was really boring for Yi Zhe. He put down his chopsticks and stood up: "I'm full, you eat, I'll go out to smoke."
After all, Yi Yuanzhi turned around and walked out, regardless of Yi Yuanzhi's slightly sinking face.
It's cold outside but comfortable. It's just that there is no wind now, but when the cigarette was lit, the lighter did not fire twice. YiZhe shook a few times, and the third time, after the rustling sound, a faint flame finally burst out.
The flames ignited the smoke, burning a red light, and immediately retreated again. YiZhe confirmed that the lighter was out of gas, looked around, but couldn't find the trash can, so he put it back in his pocket.
Across the window, from where he stood, he could see Yi Yuanzhi and the two of them, chatting and laughing, as if they were the father and daughter.
YiZhe took out his phone and checked the time, it was half past twelve, it was lunch time.
After hesitating for a while, he still didn't call Xu Tangcheng.
He squatted on the ground, looking at Shanghai in front of him through the faint smoke, and suddenly felt that it would be better not to come here. He should go home with Xu Tangcheng, the big deal is to hide in his own house and not come out. In this case, if Zhouhui and Xu Yueliang relent, he might be able to strike while the iron is hot, show more performance, and earn some favorability. Or, even if he doesn't go home, it's better to stay in their rental house by himself than to be suffocated.
"Why are you squatting here?"
Behind him, Yi Yuanzhi came out, not wearing a coat, only a thin suit.
"Smoking." YiZhe turned to look at him and said.
Yi Yuanzhi glanced at the cigarette that was about to go out, but didn't bother with him.
"What's the matter with you going back to Beijing?"
"Go to school, final exam."
"Is the final exam so early?"
Yi Zhe was neither humble nor arrogant, and answered lightly, "Yeah."
Yi Yuanzhi paced in place and was silent for a while.
"Xiaoyi doesn't plan to go there for a few days, so it will probably take you two or three days." He slowed down, "And you probably haven't been to Hong Kong, you just went to play."
It's not just that YiZhe has never been to Hong Kong, he doesn't even have a passport to Hong Kong and Macau, and even with objective conditions, he doesn't support him to accompany others to Hong Kong these days. But YiZhe didn't mention this, he just repeated it very bluntly: "I'm not going with her."
"What's wrong with her?" Xu Shi saw that the lobbying on the side was useless, and Yi Yuanzhi finally said, "Xiao Yi is a good girl, she likes you very much, and you don't have a girlfriend, just to get in touch more."
Yi Zhe is not stupid. In fact, he wants to ask Yi Yuanzhi now, what can I do to help you consolidate your cooperative relationship? But after so many years, because he was not Yi Yuanzhi's legitimate son, and the opportunity to meet was always rare, Yi Zhe was used to being respectful to Yi Yuanzhi.
He has feelings for Yi Yuanzhi, but he hasn't reached the point where he dares to quarrel with him. So even if there was more dissatisfaction in his heart, Yi Zhe just lowered his head and stopped talking.
But Yi Yuanzhi did not give up, and was still trying to convince him to let him accompany the girl to Hong Kong.
"Dad," YiZhe rubbed his nose quickly, holding his cigarette, as if he had made up his mind.
He stood up, looked at Yi Yuanzhi, and said, "I want to tell you something."
As soon as he took it up, he was suddenly interrupted by a bell, forcing him to hold the words in his mouth. Yi Yuanzhi made a wait gesture towards Yi Zhe and picked up the phone.
Yi Zhe took a deep breath, listening to Yi Yuanzhi respectfully answering the phone, he was inexplicably agitated.
"I have something to do temporarily, so I have to go now," Yi Yuanzhi said to Yi Zhe after hanging up the phone with a bad expression, "Send Xiaoyi back first."
"Dad." When Yi Yuanzhi turned around, Yi Che took a step forward and called him again, "I have something to tell you."
"I'm in a hurry now. After you send Xiaoyi back to the hotel, talk about it later."
Without giving him a chance to refuse, Yi Yuanzhi left such a sentence, and without even turning his head back, he had already strode away.
YiZhe watched him go back to the dining table, picked up his coat, and smiled and said something to the girl.
When returning home this time, Xu Tangcheng opened the door directly with the key. He entered the door, just as Zhou Hui came out of the kitchen with a plate of dishes. Zhou Hui still didn't come to greet him as usual, but after putting the dishes on the dining table, she glanced at him sideways and said, "I've lost weight."
Xu Tangxi held a few bowls and stuck out his tongue at Zhou Hui behind him.
The dishes were rich and steaming, and Xu Tangcheng's heart suddenly collapsed.
"Tang Cheng is back." Xu Yueliang came out of the bedroom with a glass of water with a smile on his face.
Zhou Hui cooked a table full of dishes, and the two dishes were placed on the edge of the plate.
Although this analogy may not be appropriate, this meal, Xu Tangcheng really had the feeling of a Hongmen banquet. Xu Yueliang and Zhou Hui's greetings and foreshadowing were sincere, and Zhou Hui's eyes blushed several times during the banquet, and Xu Tangcheng also noticed it. It's just that the parents' soft-heartedness failed to overcome their persistence, and the reality did not develop in the direction Xu Tangcheng hoped after all.
"Mother Chengcheng wants us to go to the south with them this winter." Xu Yueliang said suddenly when he was about to finish eating.
Xu Tangcheng was stunned for a while, vaguely feeling that the words were not finished.
"The air here is getting worse and worse. Tang Xi is often uncomfortable. I'll discuss it with your mother, and if I don't think so, let's pass the New Year this year. Just didn't you always say that you want to take your grandma to play? Next time, your uncle and the others will also come, and we will be together as a family."
"New Year's Eve..." Xu Tangcheng said this, without further ado.
Xu Tangxi sat across the table from him, and then glanced at him, his eyes were blank.
"Well..." Xu Yueliang pondered for a while, then added, "Mama Chengcheng means to let Tang Xi take care of his body there. Anyway, I'm already retired, so we just thought that we won't come back for the time being."
Holding the bowl and chopsticks, Xu Tangcheng suddenly raised his head.