Jiang Jingcheng has stayed at home since the accident at the studio, doing nothing and not looking for a new job. He usually attends his friends' cocktail parties, opening ceremonies, parties, etc.
This kind of life was normal for him, and he gradually got used to it.
His family members knew that he was emotionally frustrated, especially his father, Jiang Jianguo, who fearlessly allowed him to commit suicide. Jiang Jianguo, who has always paid attention to etiquette in life, believes that his son will consider the causes and consequences of his actions. As long as he is given enough time, he can get out of difficulties on his own.
Jiang Jianguo never beat or scolded his son, nor restricted any of his actions. He believes that it is good for young people to have their own ideas. They can analyze the pros and cons of everything clearly and do not need him as a father to give him advice.
But this time, Jiang Jingchen's actions made Jiang Jianguo unable to hold his head up among his colleagues.
"Hey, Teacher Jiang, why did your son appear in the newspaper recently and fight with the president of Mo Group? I think you should spend more time educating your children..."
When Jiang Jianguo heard the news, he still knew the situation, but he was furious. Jiang Jingcheng made it difficult for him to hold his head high in front of his colleagues.
Everyone will think that Jiang Jianguo can't even educate his own son well, so he has no ability to educate these students well. Moreover, if the school leaders find out, Jiang Jianguo doesn't know how to explain it at this time.
Looking at those words in the newspaper, Jiang Jianguo felt that they were poking his chest hard one by one, mocking his experience in educating children over the years.
Facing the concern of his colleagues, Jiang Jianguo lowered his head slightly and lowered his voice to a very low voice: "My son, I usually indulge him too much. You think he understands justice and can distinguish right from wrong. In fact, it's all lies. It's just you." Just thinking about it, it seems I need to go home and have a good talk with my son..."
Everyone saw that Jiang Jianguo was as calm as ever, his face as calm as water, and there was no wave in his bottomless eyes. Under such circumstances, he could still remain calm, communicate with everyone in this relaxed tone, and look at each other, After smiling, the atmosphere no longer seemed so awkward and deep.
"Yes, children are still young and they are bound to act impulsively. At this time, parents must patiently persuade them and not be impatient with them, otherwise it will further irritate the sensitive nerves in their hearts."
"Yes, yes, you must not accuse them outright. As long as you patiently explain the pros and cons, I believe today's children will understand it."
In the office, everyone was talking a lot. The topic of educating children suddenly became a hot topic in the office. Jiang Jianguo was listening quietly, looking up and down, racking his brains to think about how to explain things to Jiang Jingcheng when he got home. Pros and cons.
As night falls, the sky gradually becomes gloomier...
In a large home, Jiang Jianguo sat in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, looking at the cars, horses, water and dragons outside, and the night view of the city. There was no expression on his face, except for his lips, which were slightly white, and his black eyes, which were bottomless. , the whole person looks like there is no sign of being different from the past.
After Jiang Jianguo sighed softly, the sound of the door opening suddenly sounded behind him, followed by the sound of a heavy door closing.
"Jingcheng, come here..."
Jiang Jingcheng's body trembled slightly. Looking at the back of the man sitting on the chair in front of him, an inexplicable feeling of suffocation arose spontaneously.
"Well..." Following Jiang Jingcheng's vague response, Jiang Jianguo suddenly turned his chair to Jiang Jingcheng's side, locked his deep eyes on Jiang Jing's side, and said with a change of breath: "Jingcheng, what happened recently? "
Jiang Jingcheng's heart beat violently, and looking at his father's concerned eyes, Jiang Jingcheng felt warm in his heart. These days, the things he encountered outside made Jiang Jingcheng feel restless and had nowhere to vent.
Jiang Jingcheng's sudden words of concern made it difficult for him to adapt. His nose was sore and tears circled in his eyes and did not fall for a long time. He stood straight next to him, stunned for a few seconds.
Jiang Jianguo walked up to his son and put a hand on his shoulder. It wasn't until they sat on the sofa together that Jiang Jingchen came back to his senses and said suddenly: "Dad, are you back?"
"Hmm, Dad wants to chat with you today. We, father and son, haven't had such face-to-face communication for so long. It was Dad's fault that I never had time to accompany you. Now, although you have grown up, Dad I feel like I’d better tell you something clearly to avoid you taking detours in the future.”
Looking up, he met Jiang Jianguo's kind face. Jiang Jingchen was stunned. This feeling seemed to be rare. He felt warm and hesitant. Looking at the man's rough eyebrows, deep eyes, and straight nose, at such a close distance, Jiang Jingchen felt the warmth of his father's chest. At this moment, he felt that it was really wonderful to have someone care about him.
Similarly, Jiang Jianguo had a strong feeling of guilt brewing in his heart. Looking at his son's tender cheeks and his melancholy eyes at such a close distance, he felt how strange he was to himself.
It turned out that for so long, he had been ignoring the most important things.
When Jiang Jianguo was young, someone once asked him: "Is life more important or work?"
At that time, Jiang Jianguo said categorically to the people around him: "Work is important. With work, life will not be boring. Work is the basis of life. Work makes him feel that his whole day has not been in vain. It is work that fills up the world." his life"
At that time, Jiang Jianguo also asked many people, and they all seemed to have discussed it in advance and felt that life was the most important thing in their lives.
At that time, he felt that their ideas were childish and that they were just a cover for wasting their lives.
However, at this moment, Jiang Jianguo realized that he had been wasting his life for half of his life, and his forced life had become a joke in the eyes of others. Work is for life and for family, and all dedication to work only stems from the sense of family responsibility.
In the days to come, he must put his family and his son first. After all, Jiangjing City is everything in his life.
The two people looked at each other, feeling the unfamiliar distance and the extremely familiar yet distant family affection.
Jiang Jingcheng hesitated for a moment, lowered his head, and twisted his thumbs around each other. After a long time, he stammered: "Dad, how come you have time to care about my private life today?"
"No, you are my son, I don't care about you, who cares about you..."