The affection is deep.Everyone who is obsessed with love is waiting for the soul to be redeemed.In the cabin at an altitude of 10,000 meters, Shangguan Yang chose a seat near the window, with a suit on his wrist, and his head leaned on the cabin glass as if he was asleep.This is a voyage from Western Europe to and from City B.He was tired along the way, and his face was handsome and gentle, but it also showed indescribable exhaustion.In the aisle of the cabin, when a flight attendant passes by, he can't help but look at him twice, this man is too handsome when he grows up.In fact, it is not to blame Shangguan Yang for being good-looking, it can only be said that everyone has a love for beauty, and people's facial features can be ordinary and featureless, but God is fair and gives everyone eyes to appreciate beauty.Because of this, some flight attendants will walk back and forth around him, beautiful, and simple.They sometimes get lucky enough to think that if I pass by him, he might inadvertently catch a glimpse of me.When the four eyes met occasionally, he would smile back, proving that they were also beautiful The figure in front of him floated, and Shangguan Yang couldn't sleep soundly.In his pretended sleep, his mind took him back to Western Europe three days ago.He went to visit his father, Shangguan Nanfeng, who was there.This is a typical European-style manor.On the green lawn, under the parasol, Shangguan Nanfeng and his son sat opposite each other on a jade-white hollow idyllic high chair.There was a set of tea sets in front of him, and Shangguan Nanfeng lifted the teapot and poured a cup for Shangguan Yang personally.On that day, Shangguan Nanfeng wore a white casual loungewear with a high collar and buckles, which belonged to the Chinese style.Being blown by the breeze in this courtyard is a rare sense of leisure."
This is this year's new tea, you try it."
Shangguan Nanfeng poured himself a cup of tea while talking to his son.The white tea mist rose.Shangguan Nanfeng took the teacup in his hand and put it next to his nose and sniffed gently.During the months he spent in Western Europe, he learned to drink tea while his mind was calm.At this time, looking at Shangguan Nanfeng, like standing in the breeze, the disturbances of the world have nothing to do with him, here he is alone, and his daily life is dull but he lives freely.Take a sip of tea, the entrance is continuous, the tea fragrance is overflowing, and the lips and teeth are fragrant.Looking at the distant sky, the blue sky is like washing, how can people not be attached.Seeing his father again, Shangguan Yang felt a little envious in his heart, the middle-aged man who was drinking tea was the one who really lived people out of the realm.Although he was envious, he couldn't forget the purpose of this visit.Putting down the teacup, Shangguan Yang asked his father, "Don't you plan to go back?"
That is their home, once the relationship between his parents was very good, and because of their love, Shangguan Yang gradually learned how to love someone with his heart.Only a child with his parents by his side can be happy, at least he doesn't want to lose the warmth of this home.Shangguan Nanfeng did not answer his son's question directly, because before that, he already knew the purpose of his coming here.So he took his son's words and asked him: "What about you, when Yuxi died, I am afraid that you have lost hope in that family."
In this case, then why do you want me to go back and occupy my father's position and guard an unhappy family, life is short, how long do you have to deceive yourself" The words made Shangguan Yang lose his words, and some words were stuck in his throat, but he had no strength to say it.Shangguan Yang sat in the chair, his elbows resting idly on the armrests.Folding his legs, his hands folded, and looking up at his father, the corners of Shangguan Yang's mouth floated secretly.Those eyes were like communicators between the two.In silence, he told his unspeakable obscurity.Everyone has a wound in their hearts, no matter how well you whitewash your appearance, looking back, it is still bloody after all, stinging your eyes intentionally or unintentionally.Shangguan Nanfeng rarely saw his son crying.In my impression, that man is invincible, he is the inheritor of the hereditary family, the helmsman of Nanfeng International, and the proud son of the sky.Looking back, after seeing all the ups and downs, Shangguan Nanfeng knew that it was unbearable to be cold in the high places, and perhaps his son had already been bruised by the cold wind in the high places.In this storm of life, he was tortured and exhausted, and later he learned to be obedient, learned to whitewash the peace with a smile, and learned to support the peace and perfection of a family with responsibility.The weather was very good that day, but Shangguan Nanfeng felt that the sun was dazzling.He looked at Shangguan Yang, who was bowing his head on the other side, and slowly got up and walked towards him.When he came to his side, Shangguan Nanfeng reached out and pressed his son's head into his arms, and sighed softly: "Cry, don't wronged yourself." ”Recalling Shangguan Yang's life journey along the way, for the first and only time, he cried like an abandoned child in front of his father.All the ups and downs to the present, I didn't expect my father to be the person who knew him best.He has had a hard time over the years, and Yuxi passed away, taking away all the joys, sorrows, and sorrows of Shangguan Yang.caused him to numb his heart with the conquest.He let the wanton invasion, he began to become insensitive, always so cold and cruel to things and people, people only saw his career getting bigger and bigger, and would envy him for being the king standing at the top of the world, as if he was born to enjoy everything of the winner.But who in the world can understand that Shangguan Yang is actually just an ordinary man, and all his strength is a disguise.At the beginning of the lanterns, there was a man named Shangguan Yang hiding in the corner of the office of a 54-story building, his body circled, like a sleepy beast licking his bleeding wounds alone in the dark.On this trip, Shangguan Nanfeng did not come back with him, but in the three days that the father and son got together, Shangguan Nanfeng taught Shangguan Yang a lot of things.He said: "Yang'er, my father is a man who has come from here, and the love and obsession in the love of children have been experienced by me and your mother.I know that in a way, you and Yuxi have become one, she is yours, and you are hers.One day when she leaves suddenly, you can't stand such a blow.You are in pain, you are sad, you are hurt, and you should be.You are my son, how can I not know that the persistence and rebellion in your bones are for the sake of the people you love, you should stick to it, and your father will not stop it.As a father, I have lived through ups and downs for half of my life, and I hope that my children can be happy. ”When he said these words that day, Shangguan Nanfeng's eyes were red, although he didn't say that he was in tears, but his eyes that had been through vicissitudes were a forbearance for his only son.On the day Shangguan Yang booked a ticket to return to China, Shangguan Nanfeng said a word to his son before leaving, he said: "You love, rest assured to love boldly, love in this world is not limited by the country, and there is no separation between yin and yang."
In the eyes of the world, perhaps Zhang Yuxi, who represents them, is gone, but your Zhang Yuxi is still there, what does your love have to do with them" Maybe it was the life experience that had gone through the vicissitudes of life that made Shangguan Nanfeng look down on everything, and even he could stick to his perseverance in the complicated world.For his son, he will not waste time trying to persuade him to be strong as before, from the time Shangguan Yang decided to hold hands with Zhang Yuxi, he should have understood that the only person in this world who can make Shangguan Yang strong is Zhang Yuxi.When one lives in the soul of another, will there be boundaries in life?