The voice on the other end of the phone went silent for an instant. The explanation Lu Xiangdong had originally thought of suddenly couldn't be uttered. He felt a lot of guilt all of a sudden.
"I... Xiu Che, dad will definitely go back to accompany you tonight, okay? Don't worry, tonight..."
Lu Xiuche didn't want to listen to him, so he interrupted him and said, "I'll pass it if it's okay. I have an exam in the afternoon, so that's it."
Putting down his phone, Lu Xiuche raised his head and asked Yue Tingfeng with a smile: "The exam is coming soon. After the exam, we will have winter vacation. What are your plans for winter vacation?"
Yue Tingfeng had noticed that Lu Xiuche's tone and attitude had changed when he was talking to his father, but this was a matter between father and son, a family matter, and it was hard for him to say anything. He said: " not yet."
Lu Xiuche said with great interest: "Why don't we go to Switzerland? Call Qingsi and let's go skiing."
Yue Tingfeng shook his head: "Thank you, no need."
This winter vacation, Old Fox Xia doesn’t know if he will hold a wedding with his mother.
Lu Xiuche arrived again: "If you think it's far, let's go to Hokkaido?"
Yue Tingfeng originally wanted to refuse, but when he thought of Lu Xiuche's current situation, he felt a little sympathy for him, so he did not refuse directly: "Let's talk about it then. See if I have other arrangements at home."
"Okay, if your family has nothing else to do then, let's go to Hokkaido."
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Lu Xiangdong looked at the black screen of his mobile phone and sighed. His son was neither noisy nor fussy, but his calm appearance made him feel flustered.
Doesn't it matter if you go back or not
Is his son already... disappointed with him? Lu Xiangdong felt that he knew his son to some extent in the past. He liked to play and had a bad temper. If he didn't go back some days and bought him gifts he liked and bought him many game consoles, he would be happy.
But now, the servant at home said that his son has not touched those game consoles for a long time.
Lu Xiangdong realized that he seemed to be unable to understand his son like before.
The brief meeting in the morning and the brief phone call just now made Lu Xiangdong feel that his son... was far away from him.
This made him feel uneasy.
A gentle voice came from behind him: "Xiangdong, you'd better go back quickly. I couldn't have dinner with my child in the morning, and because I didn't go back at noon, my child must be very angry. I'm fine. It's just some old problems. No. Serious problem."
Lu Xiangdong was a little upset. Lu Xiuche didn't go back at noon today. He sighed: "Forget it, if I go back now, he won't be home either. Let's wait until evening."
"I'm not at home, then... Okay, wait until night. You must go back early in the afternoon. After all, we are father and son, so there is no grudge. Have a meal and coax him well. He will always understand you... "
Lu Xiangdong was already a little upset, but for some reason the more he listened, the more upset he became, "Xiao Che is not angry with me. It would be better if he wants to be angry with me. Why do you seem to want him to be angry with me?"
Yes, what Lu Xiangdong is worried about now is that his son is too calm.
If he was as noisy and angry as before, it would be better, and he wouldn't have to worry so much.
"Ah... Hug... I'm sorry, don't worry, I was wrong. I thought children at this age... would... be somewhat... I'm sorry..."
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