Chapter 2

The same outstanding talent, same arrogance, and same math class representative status made the two beautiful girls who were not often met to form a deep friendship.

Although the two of them refused to give in to each other in terms of their collective honors in their studies and the class, they were close friends who were very close to each other in private.

One of the two claimed to be like a fish in water, while the other claimed that they used their eyes to communicate.

In addition, the shooting rate of male classmates was 100%, so everyone believed that the relationship between the two of them was very...ahem...is something wrong.

It’s just that they understand what they think in their hearts. They are all normal girls, they have their own dreams, and they are just too lazy to explain to irrelevant people, and there is no need to explain.In short, some words are passed around, and if they are bad, everyone will find it boring.Some people even claimed that they wanted to conquer them together, so as to fulfill their sisterly friendship.Unfortunately, on this arduous battle road, these warriors not only leave a long list of dead people, but also leave a series of ups and downs, which is the YY story, but also adds a lot of topics to the later dying.

Um?It won't work at night, I'm going back to celebrate the holiday with my dad.Jia Jia didn't think much about it. Of course, he would accompany his father during the holidays today, and Rouran also had to stand aside.

Well~~~~ Let's go... It's rare to have such a scenery, it takes a year...it can't be called to him, yes?You said your dad?Rouran obviously knows the composition of his friend’s family.

Well, my dad.Ah?Do you recognize your godfather?I hate it, my dear father... Isn't it so surprised? I really think Ah jumped out of the stone?Jia Jia saw that his friend was very exaggerated and was surprised, and couldn't help but laugh and scold her.

From the real trick, you didn't tell me that you live with your dad now.Didn’t it mean that your dad has been missing for 8 years?Where is Ah?Is it the same as your mother? Then... Oh, I know the Wave. Is it the handsome guy they rumored that every day when the teacher goes to school and goes out of school, no matter what time the teacher delays the class, and sends you to school regardless of the weather?I thought it was really a handsome guy, but it turned out to be an old man.Li Rouran asked a lot of questions in one breath like a bamboo tube pouring beans.

The style of acting and the gentle and charming voice seem a bit inconsistent.

Out of understanding of friends, Jiajia had long guessed what Rouran would react after she said this.Haha... I was so depressed when I heard him.No, you have been busy taking the art exam in Beijing recently. I was recuperating at home two days earlier than I didn’t come to class… My father is very easy-going, but his home is in the suburbs, so it was quite troublesome in the past.It's not missing either...it's quite complicated, and it can't be explained clearly in a few words. Anyway, I live with him now.I lived together for a month. During my spare time, Jia Jia also asked some clues. Although my father doesn't like to mention the past, it also vaguely revealed that he was swept out by his mother back then.

It's obviously an excuse... I'm sick and called to harass me. I don't know if you are really sick.If you don’t want me to disturb you, just say it clearly... There is no two-person world, it’s really... Jia Jia’s face turned red and he quickly retorted.Isn’t it because you are going to Beijing for the exam? I am cheering you up. I don’t forget to extend a hand of friendship to you when I am sick, but you hit me like this and I’m so sad.Jia Jia pretended to be sad and crossed her hands in front of her and said.

Bah, bah, bah, bah... Damn, you pretend to me... You speak with your tone and feel relaxed and full of breath. You use your phone to make porridge with me, chatting for five hours without breathing in the middle. I was so tired that day that I almost inserted an oxygen bottle to chat with you.That day, one was bored in the house, and the other was packing at home and preparing to go to Beijing to take the art admissions examination of the Film and Television Academy. Jia Jia naturally told her friend that she was not really sick, but she simply did not talk about her father's big deal, and she couldn't explain why.

At this time, the two of them had already made a laugh.

OK, okay, this beauty should pay attention to her image. She will be tomorrow's brilliant superstar. She can't lose her dignity like you ordinary people.Hehe... I'm not kidding anymore, class is coming, but I'll call me tonight and explain it to me clearly. I want to see how much you have to hide from me.Well, okay, how can I get to know the classroom?Special Care Crown Wave Wave Wave Wave Go your Wave!Cheng Jiajia, I and you are not finished.Let's see how I ravage you tonight.Rouran's shocking declaration triggered countless boos and the sound of glass breaking in the class passing by.

What do you think? I mean lying on the bed and making a phone call, and I scolded her to death!Our Miss Li seemed to have discovered the grammatical problem in her words, and she ran away with a red face and blushed her hands.

However, soon Miss Li turned her head and asked: By the way, I can't go tonight, so let's skip class in the afternoon?Anyway, it’s self-study classes in the afternoon.Jiajia couldn't help but feel the urge to collapse, and rushed to Li Rouran and muttered in a low voice: My eldest lady... Isn't it so reasonable to say that it's so righteous, okay?Let our teacher hear that I am going to be criticized again.Huh... Li Rouran was like a happy little bird, smiling and said: "What if she doesn't care. Now she is begging you. When we don't know, an undergraduate student in the class can get a lot of bonuses. If you deliberately... Stop talking nonsense, the exam is for yourself. You can use your life's future to control your teacher. You are fools.Li Rouran is an artistic student. Now that he has passed his professional courses, his scores in the cultural courses are almost the same, so he can basically submit it to Beijing Film Academy.

She didn't dare to be so arrogant to her, so she shook her head and signaled Li Rouran to take good care of her words, so she could not help but listen to her and make a report to the teacher.

Well, I won't talk about this anymore.Li Rouran couldn't stand Jia Jia's class teacher the most, so he couldn't help but say a few words.Let’s make a decision quickly, either skip class in the afternoon or go together in the evening and reply to me at noon. By the way, I’ll explain that I’ll go back first about your father’s affairs.Li Rouran said as he shook away.

Jia Jia looked at the sisters who disappeared from the corner of the corridor, smiled and shook her head and walked back to the classroom with her broken glasses.

She is used to this kind of scene. Rouran often has bold words that are not shocking and never stops. It is always a great test of the heart and lung function of male compatriots in each class. If you want to publish a book, you will probably be able to compile a quote.

Can this be considered her acting talent?

Just...how to explain the father's problem?Jia Jia himself couldn't figure it out. He seemed to be deliberately avoiding something, but he didn't even figure out what it was.It must be because she thought it was quite complicated to tell Rouran that the situation at home was quite complicated. In fact, even she herself didn’t know why her parents divorced, so how could she talk to her again?However, she knew that Rouran was the true nature of her free and easy. Although she looked soft and weak, her personality was as strong as herself. Otherwise, she would not have chosen to take the path of acting career.If you have to be related to the word "soft", you can only say that softness overcomes hardness.I guess she won't disturb my dad's world.Can it be true?He is... dad...

In class, Jia Jia didn't know what she was thinking, but she just had her thoughts flying all over the sky without control. She flew to Paris and Tokyo to visit all the famous attractions, and then to the Jiangnan water town to see the ancient town's weeping willow pond.

I wrote inadvertently: Paris, Tokyo, clouds float thousands of miles to travel to various scenic spots, Wuzhen, Jiangnan, boats travel to the pond and listen to frogs sing.Haha... Let my father show me, I wonder if he will praise me?

Thinking of my father, the image of the person next to me gradually became clearer in the scenes he wrote...

Damn, what's wrong with me today? I'm just dreaming of being a bastard and having such absurd fantasy in class.It’s Christmas, not absurdity, and it’s not a Chinese’s own holiday, there are no legal holidays, and there are no celebrations. What am I thinking about?I'm so crazy.Cheng Jiajia, pay attention to listening to the class.The teacher on the podium couldn't stand it anymore, so he spoke out and clicked her.

Seeing that the whole class's eyes were all focused on her, she made her feel a little embarrassed for a moment, and she felt very sorry for the teacher on the podium and the classmates who were listening carefully below.

Finally, she was over. She was about to pack up her desk and slapped her butt and left, and went to find her Xiao Rourou for lunch, but was left by the Mathematics Teacher who was in class just now.

Jiajia, what's wrong today?Are you feeling uncomfortable?I just recovered from a serious illness and drove at night again?Don’t put so much pressure on yourself. In this critical sprint stage, adjusting your physical and psychological state is the most important thing. Teacher Ren and Teacher Xu, both of you are optimistic about you... Your child is usually calm, but in fact, when we chat in private, we all know that you are under a lot of pressure. From all aspects... You have always had a good mentality in recent years, and we are not as worried as we were at the beginning.But at this critical stage, the task is even more arduous. We have only been through the college entrance examination for a few years. We know how difficult it is now, so we adjust our mentality well and have no ideological burden. If you have any difficulties, just tell the teacher, just like before, okay?Since entering the school, Jiajia has won the love of several liberal arts teachers for her diligent study, inquire about teachers, and her spirituality of learning from others.

Especially the love of the Mathematics Palace teacher, the chemistry teacher Ren, and the history class teacher Xu, and the three teachers are also good friends, all young teachers who came to the same school or at the same time, so they are naturally closer.

Now, although Teacher Xu and Teacher Ren do not teach their class, they often come to visit the office and can't help but often pull the little girl to the ears and ask for a life.

Gradually, Jiajia also changed from a polite respect to the heartfelt respect. What she got from the three teachers was not only knowledge and learning methods, but also the dignity of being a human being that she could not even get from her mother... Until Jiajia's head teacher, Teacher Wang, suppressed her openly and secretly, and differentiated the relationship between her and her classmates; Teacher Xu went to teach low grades, and after she divided the liberal arts and science, she no longer took chemistry classes. Jiajia saw the two mentors less and less often because she knew that they had many new students to worry about them, and she should not cause trouble for them. Unexpectedly, when she heard Teacher Gong say this today, it turned out that so many people were caring about her. Jiajia's heart was warm for a moment, and tears almost fell.

Teacher Gong... I understand, don't worry, I will do a good job in stress relief, and I will definitely give you some comrades to save you. Some of the comrades who say that you are stupid people who are stubborn and do not distinguish between pearls and stones... I want to be angry with her, I want to prove myself.Jia Jia wiped the tears in her eyes and promised the teacher.

Only in front of her most beloved teacher can she express the deepest emotions hidden in her heart. Self-confidence comes from strength, otherwise she will just overestimate herself. Although Teacher Gong heard that Jia Jia was full of resentment towards them, Teacher Wang, she just liked the pride of this student, and what she wanted was to stimulate the arrogance in her bones.

Haha...Okay, go for dinner, it took a lot of time to call you at noon.Also, don’t be too proud, look down at the walkway, don’t hold your neck up, and trip where you are.Teacher Gong smiled and sent her away.This child...if our child is so sensible in the future, how wonderful it would be... Watching Jia Jia leave the office, Teacher Gong couldn't help but caress his unreached belly and said in a low voice.

You just came out?I'm almost hungry... If you don't come out, I'll make a plan and go in and find Xiaogonggong to take care of the food.Before Jiajia could reach the school gate, she saw Rouran rushing to her and saying to her.What did Xiaomiao Guardi tell you?Although she sounds like a young father-in-law, Li Rouran insists that this is her favorite name for Teacher Gong.I didn't dare to shout in person, but if I shouted too much, it would definitely reach Teacher Gong's ears.Although Teacher Gong rolled his eyes several times after hearing this, he smiled and did not pursue it much.However, not long after, a little roulou flower name was also heard among the classmates.However, it did not win the approval of most people because Li Rouran was not a good person... This has always been recognized by everyone, so the nickname quickly subsided, and the origin was even more difficult to document.

Therefore, Li Rouran is now brave enough to call his teacher so unscrupulously in public. Of course, when he is in front of the teacher, he still dares to be so arrogant...

Looking for Teacher Gong to take care of the meal?Jia Jia asked a little strangely.

I thought you had eaten secretly in the office, so I could catch it... The rape, no, it was the stolen... Jia Jia almost rolled her eyes dizzy when she heard it. Although she was used to her jumping thinking like a lack of thread, she felt like she was about to collapse every time.You are a lustful girl, your thoughts are always so dirty. I wonder if you did it on purpose.But after Rouran said the word "catching traitor", Jiajia felt a ripple for no reason. What she reflected in her mind was her father's kind face, but she didn't know if it was sweet or what she felt.

Li Rouran blinked his big eyes innocently and said: No Ah, it's really not intentional. Waves, wavys, aren't here? Waves, you bully me, Waves, Rouran deliberately acted coquettishly in a very coquettish and clingy voice.

Alas... it's here again... just pretend to be stupid every day. With your temper, be careful that you will be killed by someone if you really enter the film and television industry in the future.Jia Jia couldn't recognize him and persuaded him.

Haha… I know that I still expose me, it’s not enough for my sisters at all.But don't worry, I will distinguish the occasion. This is also a kind of training in acting.Besides, I am also a way to show weakness. Otherwise, if you are always on the verge of the storm, no one will come to stumble on me.Li Rouran whispered to Jiajia by biting his ear.

Jia Jia really thought about what she said. Otherwise, this person is different. Sometimes people show weakness is indeed stronger than themselves. They have to come more practically, at least they don’t have to be scolded so much and have so much saliva.

Although Rouran is not as good as her in her studies, she can also rank in the grade department for maths. She has a good artistic institution in China and is much more casual than herself.

Well, sometimes I do have the problem you mentioned.This is the problem that I have developed in the past two years of fighting with Teacher Wang of our class.It’s not like you, Teacher Gong is your class teacher.OK, don’t emphasize objective reasons, the main reason is that you are subjective and do not work hard.These things are not from Xiaogonggong Temple, but are genius, born with beauty, born with talent, talent, and diligence... Li Rouran is still constantly intoxicated by himself.

Well, with the vast net of heaven, the anger of heaven, the resentment of man, the thunder of heaven, the punishment of heaven, the destruction of earth, the truth you have learned, right?Miss Li Rouran in the special care crowd.Well...Who told me to reveal all such important secrets to you? Then I will not be punished by God. How do you plan to repay me?Then I'll make up for it.Haha, I think beautifully, if that happens, I won’t be chased by your fans.Oh... It's true that if you don't make trouble with you, you'll be told to distract yourself from the north of the Tianshan Mountains.Let me be honest and honest, what big things have been hidden from me recently?Rouran finally remembered his central idea of ​​forcing confession.

It's nothing, it's just a bit messy. I live with my dad now. Don't ask about the specific reason. It's mainly related to my mom. Don't ask how my dad picked me up, because they are divorced. You know.But I don’t know why the divorce is.Wait... Are you trying to mess with me?My conscience is very bad... Alas, forget it... It's hard for a clean official to make a decision on family matters, but it's time to see it. Don't think about everything and leave your studies behind.If you dare not follow my steps to Beijing Film Academy to look for me, hum...did you hear it?As she said that, she also made a teasing gesture...

Come on, you are really not in a good state. I really don’t know if you have been reincarnated in Ximen Qing in this life, but you have been transferred to you by mistake.Jia Jia spat lightly and said.

The little lady actually discovered that Xiaosheng was really an official in Ximen.I wonder if you were my Jinlian sister in your previous life?Or sister Chunmei?Miss Rouran seemed to have no shame at all, and she still openly teased Jia Jia in front of many classmates who had returned to school after dinner on the street.

Okay, you, what a mess, everyone is watching us, I am really convinced, aren’t you hungry?Today I treat you. What do you want to eat? You really have to find something to block your little mouth.Jia Jia had never seen these messy things, nor had she heard of who Chunmei was. She could only vaguely pass by the forehead with one hand and begged for a very troubled manner.

I've said it earlier, I'll wait for your words.When I returned from triumphantly, I didn’t say that I would treat me to a delicious meal, and I didn’t say that you were not interested enough.You will accompany me to see the Christmas tree now. They were planning to celebrate Christmas in Beijing, and they ran back to accompany you. You also went to have a new love, which was really heartbreaking.Rouran pretends to be able to make a Xizi stick heart-shaped look.

OK, okay... I was wrong, it's not enough. It's too late to leave... What's too late?Rouran asked knowingly.

Class Ah in the afternoon.What are you going to take? Skip the class. Waves today is Christmas Eve. Bad girl, didn’t you just say that you wanted me to prepare for the college entrance examination well this time?How to go back on your word?What does it mean to say... A real man has a word?When I was right, the Master said: A real man is only a word and only a woman and a villain are difficult to raise.A woman is a villain, a villain ≠ a real man, duunderstand?That's right... If our old king asks you, would you just tell her Ah?Ha, she is my opponent. I will fool her... Let's go, Wave, Wave, Wave, Li Rouran in winter is like a little bird chirping in summer, pulling helpless Cheng Jiajia and waving to stop a taxi.

Uncle, go to Fuxi Department Store.

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I said, if you do this, I will get you retribution!OK, I'll wait and see who will be retribution for us?Cheng Zhiyang sat on the sofa, holding the phone in his hand, and said coldly with a deep and serious look on his face.

Do you really want her to be with you?After being silent for a long time, the voice on the other end of the phone seemed to turn, and he said in a slight tone.

Jiajia is now facing the first critical moment in her life. I think she will not be disturbed and I want to take good care of her.you?ha!Have you fulfilled your responsibility to be a father?The sound on the other end of the phone was full of sarcasm.

Cheng Zhiyang was about to curse when he bumped up, but he held back. At this time, the quarrel could not solve any problem. He also knew that the woman on the other end of the phone was simply unreasonable.Say it, what do you want me to do?As long as you put the conditions, what do you want me to do and money?As long as you ask... Bah!Don’t say that I feel like I want to sell my daughter to you, you are not worthy!Don’t think that you can show off your power in front of the three of us now with two bad money. You are just a bastard and a big bastard!Jiajia's mother couldn't help but curse on the other end of the phone.

Cheng Zhiyang cleaned his ears and put the phone receiver a little further. He was fully prepared for these situations, but he just felt that the woman seemed to be more angry over the years, but he didn't know if menopause had arrived earlier. He couldn't help but guess maliciously.

Well, you should take medicine and get injections. I don’t know how you treat your daughter. As long as you don’t come these days... He wanted to stimulate her, but after thinking about it, he swallowed the word harassment.Pooh!Only then can you get sick and only then can you get rabies!Only your daughter is sick, she has a split personality and always fantasizes about being persecuted.I warn you not to slander my daughter, otherwise... Cheng Zhiyang was angry and roared.

The daughter is his only reverse scale, and those who touch it must bear his anger.

Otherwise, what will happen?Did you kill me?Meng Ruoxin was slightly stunned on the other end of the phone, and then asked in a sneer.

Cheng Zhiyang took a deep breath, suppressed the extreme disgust in his heart, and said solemnly: I will tell you one last time, I won’t argue with you, if you still care about your child... If you don’t want her to blame you for your whole life, let the child spend the last part of his high school career well and steadily.The other end of the phone was silent again, and Meng Ruoxin was hesitating. Cheng Zhiyang told her that the child had been tested. If she went to court to provide evidence, even if she could just defend herself, I was afraid that people would not be good for her reputation when they heard gossip, let alone that stinky girl Jia Jia had the same heart with her father.She cursed in her heart: This dead girl who is sucking inside and outside...However, in Meng Ruoxin's eyes, the loss in front of her is still going to be eaten temporarily. She will find a way to deal with Jiajia's injury after heals.Okay, I don’t care. Tell that dead girl that she will never come back in her life if she has the ability. I think she has never given birth to her.good!Cheng Zhiyang didn't talk nonsense at all and hung up the phone.

Dad, I'm back.Jia Jia put down her coat and schoolbag when she entered the door and said hello to her father. Seeing that she was busy cooking in the kitchen, she was not only slightly stunned.

Today, she and Li Rouran skipped class and went out. Unexpectedly, they arrived home early, but saw their father in the kitchen. They quickly rolled up their sleeves and tied their aprons to help.

Come back?Is it time to get off school so early today?I also said that I would prepare the food and food first and go out to pick you up.Cheng Zhiyang turned around and smiled at his daughter.Let’s wash your face first. It’s a little cold outside today. Are you wearing less clothes?Or you can go upstairs to change your clothes and take a shower and rest. It’s okay to read a book, but when your father has finished the meal, he will ask you to come down.Jiajia couldn't help but feel moved. No one has ever cared about her well-being like this for many years. This is the feeling of being a home, right?It's great to have a home.Dad... She couldn't help but hugged her father's waist and leaned her head against her father's solid and broad back, her eyes getting a little wet.

So what's wrong?Silly kid.Zhiyang was so entangled that he couldn't cut vegetables, but he also felt his daughter's inner attachment.

He could only put the knife on the table, turned around, smelled the faint fragrance of virginity emitted from his daughter, and couldn't help but hugging her into his arms. The fragrance of rosemary made him feel swayed, and his lower body instantly reacted.

Cheng Zhiyang then woke up. The sweetheart in his arms was his biological daughter. He quickly came to his senses, gently pressed his hands on his daughter's shoulders, and kept a safe distance between himself and Jiajia before saying: Okay, stop acting coquettishly. Dad will show you his unique skills tonight.We have been eating outside these days.Today is Christmas, there must be many people outside, so let’s do the opposite. Today, Dad is good to do something for you, okay?Jia Jia felt that his father was a little unhappy in his tone of coaxing children, but then he thought, maybe in his eyes he would always be a child, so what's wrong?That would be even more legitimate to act coquettishly at him. She threw herself into her father's arms and said: Dad... Do you think I cook well?The father and daughter hugged each other, but Cheng Zhiyang was distracted but knew his own hardships. He could only try his best to lean back his lower body and try not to let himself think randomly.Of course, it’s okay. In fact, my father is most annoying to go out for social events, so he likes to do it at home. But for so many years, I have been alone... Jia Jia knows what my father means, and he is alone, and even the delicacies of mountains and seas have no taste.

Zhiyang's eyes were a little softer, and he patted his daughter on the back and said: This month... Dad finally got the taste of home... Jiajia, do you know?The dishes you cook remind me of my childhood, my grandma... Grandma?Jia Jia asked strangely.

Haha... Your grandmother passed away very early, and her father grew up at your grandfather's house since he was a child.I... had no impression of it. I had a big impression of my grandfather, grandma, and grandma... Jiajia then remembered that it seemed that she had never heard her mother mention the elderly at home.

Cheng Zhiyang was silent. Obviously he didn't want to mention the old people. Jiajia was also very well-behaved and did not ask in depth. He just asked quietly: Dad... You haven't said that yet, how is my craftsmanship now?Very good. My daughter is so sensible, so capable, and has a good study. It is a blessing for anyone to marry you in the future.Cheng Zhiyang's eyes were full of pride, but he couldn't help but feel a strong jealousy in his heart. He hoped that his daughter would start a family and start a career, but he didn't want her to leave him, nor did he want anyone to take her away from him.

Jia Jia's eyes were dark. She never seemed to think that there was a boy who could catch her eyes, except for one person... I wouldn't... I want to accompany my father for the rest of my life... Zhiyang said with a smile in his eyes: Can you still say this now? If you keep you for the rest of your life, don't blame me?How do you say that old saying?'If a woman is old, she will be a enemy if she stays.'Haha... Dad's Waves When Dad was so funny, Jia Jia became so coquettish.Then unless you... find someone to take care of you... I don't want you to be a Foxellerwan person... Jia Jia didn't know how she said this, she just felt extremely sad. He could only belong to others, but he could never... could not let himself stay with him for the rest of his life.Zhiyang understood what his daughter meant, and Foushelewan was Ran in "Les Miserables".

Ah Rang's pseudonym is that his daughter is afraid that she will live alone to the end of her life.

My daughter is grown up and knows how to care about herself, which makes him feel comforted, but he also feels a little jealous and can't help but have some speculations.

If you like Dad, I will cook it for you every day. Actually, I like to study cooking very much and find it very interesting.Jia Jiaqiong's nose twitched, stopped the urge to cry, and raised her head and said to her father.

Well... forget it, otherwise you have to wait for your father to pick you up again. You are so late after school, and you don’t have the energy to go to class without eating something, and come back so late to move the spatula... It is precisely because of preparing for the exam that Cheng Zhiyang has to go to the school gate to wait for picking up his daughter almost every night at 8 o’clock, and then look for food outside.Of course, he hoped that his daughter would cook for him every day, but he was afraid that it would affect his daughter's study.Keep it, we will be liberated by the end of the college entrance examination.Well, I know Dad, I remember.However... there is no accurate time for get out of class every day. Sometimes you spend at least half an hour at the school gate, so don't pick me up... It's so cold in winter and it's dark and early, and dad is worried that you will have an accident on your way back tonight.Besides, it’s the end of the year now, the streets are not safe, dad is not worried about you... Could it be that there is a little secret that is inconvenient to let dad know, right?Or has it affected you going to and from school with your children?Cheng Zhiyang joked with thoughtfulness and unintentionality.

No, don’t think too much, Jiajia has no children, really not.When you drive outside every day, you should be more careful to be true.Jiajia's reaction was a little nervous, but she raised her head and looked into her father's eyes, indicating that she was telling the truth.

Silly girl, my father just asked, what are you doing? The 18-year-old girl is now at the age of beginning of love. It is reasonable to have a partner I really like, but... if there is really, it is best to tell him after the college entrance examination... I... won't tell you anymore, whatever you think... I'll go upstairs first, take a shower first, and then come down to help you.Seeing that her father had indeed misunderstood, she felt so confused that she didn't know how to explain, so she chose to remain silent because she didn't know how to face her heart...

Watching his daughter's back upstairs, Cheng Zhiyang sighed deeply as he turned around. He felt that his heart seemed to be out of control and cheated.

Dad, what do you want me to do?Almost half an hour later, the heroine made a grand appearance, with a hint of wetness at the ends of her hair. She just wore a big T-shirt from her father, and asked Cheng Jiajia, who ran downstairs.

Uh... Why did you get off after dressing like this? It's so big... Cheng Zhiyang saw that the two slender legs on the stairs were shining and dazzling, and the snow-white and crystal skin color almost instantly made his blood boil.

Such a young child, I don’t know how to be more solemn, which makes people worry.Yes?My dear dad.Cheng Zhiyang was about to talk a few words, but his daughter took over the conversation.

Little naughty, I want to say that now when winter is the coldest, there are several degrees below zero outside, so I don’t know how to wear more clothes and take good care of myself at all. What if I catch a cold?Do you understand now?While putting the fried steak on the side plate, he placed the frying pan and laid a knife and fork on the dining table.

Oh, oh, oh, I was wrong, my dear dad, but I washed my clothes, what should I do?Jia Jia deliberately teased her father. Because it was Christmas, she asked her father to eat some ice cream.

Otherwise, with her ability to handle housework for so many years, how could she not be able to manage some of her own clothes?

She knew that her father was sincerely speaking for her, and she gradually fell in love with her father's nagging. In the past, she always looked like a puppet at home, and her mother could move whatever she wanted, but the person who pulled the puppet would not talk to the puppet, right?

I was really convinced... Go and put the Christmas gift from my room, diagonally opposite the door, there is the lower left corner of the wardrobe that Dad gave you.In order to cover up his embarrassment, Cheng Zhiyang turned his gaze to the side and looked for a while. He was afraid that he would get angry and bleeding from his nose.

Ah with a gift?Thank you dad.Hearing the gift, Jiajia immediately became energetic and walked upstairs in two steps.

Baby?Um?Dad, what's the matter?Do you want to drink some wine during the holidays today?Red wine or champagne?Well... the red wine is ready, but I don't want to drink dried red. I heard it's not good to drink.Ha...How come you know if you haven't drunk it before? Let's try it?Well... Jiajia agreed very simply, his father would not lie to him anyway, and he turned his head and went upstairs to find a gift.

Haha, this child... Seeing her happy look, I really feel very happy as a father. My daughter is really just a child. No matter how strong she disguises, she is always a child... Cheng Zhiyang comforted himself like this, but inadvertently thought of her daughter's flawless, even and slender legs. An organ in his body couldn't help but quickly reacted chemically, and he couldn't help but scold himself in his heart.Mom... This is my own biological daughter. The little cutie who rode on her head and acted like a mighty person. What are you thinking about?Can't you find a woman?While Cheng Zhiyang was reviewing his animal thoughts downstairs, the girl who changed her clothes on the second floor was still immersed in a happy and joyful mood.When she went upstairs, she had already guessed what the gift would be, a lotus-colored dress, or an evening dress. When she put this precious dress in front of her, the tailoring was close and generous, simple but elegant in details.

What can a piece of clothing mean?

My first Christmas gift in my life?

In previous years, she would receive gifts from her mother when she celebrated her birthday. Until now, she has treasured them one by one in her bedroom. There are also greeting cards and gifts given to her by many children and classmates since she was a child. She cherishes and collects them in a small box under the bed in the room.

The only regret is that my mother threw away the picture, the sketch that my father drew for himself on his ninth birthday.

Jia Jia believes that she is not a materialistic person, but she knows that this dress must be valuable. She seems to be like Cinderella. Finally, she has a glorious moment and meets the prince in her mind...

Is it a prince?

However, when Jiajia thought of this, she was stunned again.

She once longed for a wonderful Christmas with her lover, sharing each other's joy together, and opening up the Christmas gifts she gave each other... This picture seemed to be full of coincidence with today's scene, but the person she was facing was father... but... her heart gradually became colder again. She took out the gift she chose for her father from her schoolbag, a pair of unique cufflinks, which were bought with pocket money given by her father.

But...even if there is an incomparable sense of mystery, freshness and strangeness, my father is always the father, and the blood relationship can never be... Jia Jia sat down on his bed powerlessly... Why?

I love him, but…he is my dad.

Do I really love him?

Or is it a rebellious mentality caused by long-term suppression by mothers?

But, although there are so many people, why... why is this happening?

There was always a secret hidden deep in her heart, a secret that only she knew.

She could be 100% sure that no matter what the intersection of factors, she really had a deep Oedipus complex, and... Oh my God, is this also a fool for me?

It was me who committed a crime in my previous life, and you would punish me like this...

Child, come soon, otherwise the food will be cold in a while.Dad shouted downstairs.

Oh, here I... Jia Jia cleaned up her mood and calmed down her emotions. Fortunately, her eyes were a little red just now. Maybe this has been like this recently. She was moved to cry when she was still moving, and even made her father misunderstand that it was a little red-eyed eye.

Jia Jia quickly changed her clothes and tied her hair into a luxurious high-loop bun that seemed to be casually tied up.

Looking in the mirror, I felt that there was no omission. Jia Jia couldn't help but feel a little proud, thinking that she was still very spiritual.

But she didn't know that the bun she tied casually was natural with her luxurious dress; her delicate face without makeup and plain face also formed a harmonious unity with the fresh color and temperament of the dress, almost setting her girlish innocent and pure temperament to the extreme.

Although Jiajia does not have a systematic artistic foundation, by observing and mastering the key points and correcting his own aesthetic views, he can create many works with his own style.

This is true for many painters, sculptors, including chefs and designers. This is the talent of being an artist, and many true masters are also born from the combination of genius and diligence.

So, as soon as she appeared in front of him, Cheng Zhiyang, as a famous designer, keenly captured the perfect temperament of his daughter.Jiajia, you are so beautiful tonight, but I can’t praise you too much, otherwise it would be a chat.But his words were filled with a strong sense of chatter. After Cheng Zhiyang said this, he felt a little regretful.

When Jiajia heard this, her pink face turned red with shame, and she couldn't help but lower her head. She still felt that the collar of the dress was a little wide, exposing her snow-white neck, shoulders and large pieces of her skin on her chest.

Come, please sit down and be hungry after taking a shower.Zhiyang opened the seat for his daughter and invited her to take her seat.

Jiajia, who sat down with his head down, gradually calmed down his shyness, realized that the dining table had been replaced with candlesticks, and the lights in the hall gradually turned off, but added a romantic atmosphere to this candlelight dinner.

The father and daughter sitting at both ends of the long dining table looked at each other, but they quickly looked away. I don’t know if it was because of the awkwardness caused by this somewhat distorted atmosphere, or simply being reflected by the candlelight.

Well, try it, Dad cooked it carefully for you... Come and toast, Merry Christmas!Cheng Zhiyang first raised his glass to break the embarrassing situation.

Merry Christmas to Dad.cheers!Cheng Jiajia first picked up the goblet, looked at the mellow wine in the glass, and then looked at her father with a smile, thinking that anyway, I will be happy with my father today and don’t let him drink alone again.

I closed my eyes and raised my neck and took a big mouthful.

Cough cough cough... I still don’t have enough estimates of the difficulties. As soon as the wine was in my mouth, Jia Jia felt an unknown bitterness invasion, which made her cough violently.

Seeing this, Zhiyang held back his smile and took the towel over and handed it to his daughter.

Cough cough cough... Sorry dad, fortunately I didn’t get the new clothes dirty, so it probably didn’t get dirty, right?But I know how to wash the red wine marks, so I promise to wash them clean.Cough cough... Jia Jia stood up and looked around, obviously caring about her new clothes.

This kid... is so arrogant... his clothes are fine... he blames me, he shouldn't have forced you to drink with me. I didn't expect you to drink so much, isn't it okay?Still uncomfortable?Zhiyang asked with concern behind his daughter.

It's okay... it's much better... My father's hand caressed his back. Jia Jia didn't dare to continue thinking about the warmth from the palm of his hand and the feeling of getting along with his shoulders and skin... I... My first time drinking, my first time drinking red wine... But when watching TV, I always say that drinking big sips is a tasting wine, and I have to drink red wine like this... I was cheated again.Cheng Zhiyang felt speechless and held back his smile and said: ...In fact, what people said is right, but that means that people who can drink and taste wine should pay attention to the purity of the lingering fragrance of the wine.You have never drunk alcohol, how can you taste the quality of alcohol?Zhiyang said while patting his daughter on the back to calm her down.

Jiajia felt a little fever on her face. She wanted to show off her strength, but she suddenly showed timidity. She thought that she really shouldn't pretend to be in front of her father. She just reached out to hold Zhiyang's hand and whispered: Dad, I'm fine, let's have a meal first, otherwise it'll be cold... I'm still not used to this smell, I'm afraid that I won't have the appetite to eat delicious food after drinking.Zhiyang nodded and tasted the snacks he made with his daughter.How about it?Baby, dad is not good at craftsmanship?Although Zhiyang is full of confidence, he doesn't know if it suits his daughter's taste.

The steak is so delicious, and I have never eaten this cake before. I think of it in a familiar way, but I just can't remember it.Well, it's cinnamon powder and cinnamon.Well, right, but it seems that the taste is more than usual, so we didn't eat it.Yes?dad.Well, right.I didn’t make that little cake and tiramisu by myself, and I can explain everything else to you.That... that, that, the juice on the steak, and the meat are very tender... I really can't think of how to make the beef so tender. No matter how you stew the beef at home, it used to be... and that one is delicious with prawns, it is very tender, not raw, and it is sweet and not fishy.Zhiyang looked at his daughter narrating his feelings and experiences vividly like a happy little sparrow. It can be seen that it was a habit that he developed often at home. He couldn't help but feel a little sad, and this sadness was also revealed to his face.

Dad, what's wrong with you?Seeing that his father stopped talking, Jia Jia stopped and asked carefully.

No, over the past few years, have you been cooking for the mother and mother at home?Zhiyang really felt that his daughter was raised by his stepmother, and he didn't understand why Meng Ruoxin treated her two daughters differently.

Well, in the first few years, my mother was busy with work. Sometimes when I got home late at night, I had to cook for my sister. Later, when I cooked too much, my mother felt relieved to let me take the initiative.Jia Jia tried to make the narrative simpler.

Alas, today is the festival... I'm going to remember the bitterness and sweetness again... I won't mention it, I won't mention it... Hum?As he said that, Zhiyang raised the wine in his glass, shook it, swallowed it a large mouthful, and seemed to be savoring it carefully.

Dad, do you really think this wine is delicious?Seeing her father's enjoyable expression, it was hard for her to understand how this sour and bitter liquid fascinated so many people.

Does the gourmet tongue have special opinions on the special taste?

Haha, the original taste of wine is mellowness, it is... To put it bluntly, it is a compromise. When you adapt to this sense of taste, remember its taste in your mind, and define it as beauty... This is a compromise in life.Zhiyang expressed his feelings about life. Maybe you don’t agree with the same thing, but everyone recognizes it is right. You have to learn it and learn its right truth... Only after savoring and after a long period of patience and depressing torture can you feel the taste of bitterness and sweetness. That mellow fragrance is actually quite helpless.

Jia Jia is still young, and even though she has experienced more things than her peers, it is still difficult to get all the three flavors of life... Zhiyang said to his daughter again: Another reason is that Zeng Ji, only after drinking, can his father return to that happy and sweet era when his children are around his knees, although he will miss you even more after waking up.Listening to his father's words, Jia Jia's eyes turned red again.

She smiled embarrassedly and said: What's wrong with me? In the past half month, it's almost as much as the total number of times I cried in the past 7 years. What I told myself... I never cried again... Wuwuwu... Wuwuwu... Wuwu... Wuwu... The more I gritted my teeth, the more unreasonable sadness came from it. Tears rolled down like a broken thread. Jiajia felt that her emotions were a little out of control. She didn't want her father to see her tears, so she got up and went to the living room.

OK, baby, good kid, daughter.Don’t cry, don’t cry... Zhiyang doesn’t understand his daughter’s thoughts, but he knows that the child’s real emotional world is delicate and fragile, so he also got up and followed him, hugging his daughter, and constantly comforting her.