Host, You're Targeted

Sheng Yinzhou went to a restaurant where the food was slow but the dishes were guaranteed. He still found a corner and sat down as usual.

While waiting for the dishes, he took out the bag of snacks that Xia Cifeng had given himself, and stuffed them into the schoolbag containing only a few sets of clothes and necessities one by one. Finally, he folded the plastic bag into the schoolbag compartment while chewing sour plum.

By the time he finished his meal, it was about two o'clock in the afternoon. He calculated the time to see how much money was left on his mobile phone and was ready to take a taxi home, because someone who didn't return his message called back.

"Canoe, where are you now? Are you home yet? "

Sheng Yinzhou's face instantly became cold, and his voice did not take a trace of emotion, "go home right away, what's the matter?"

Hearing that he was coming home immediately, the other end hesitated for a moment. It seemed that he covered the microphone and said something to the people next to him. Sheng Yinzhou didn't understand what he said, but he could guess what the people over there said without using his brain.

Sheng Yinzhou felt very irritable, and impatiently poked the plate with his chopsticks. The crisp crash sound was collected into the mobile phone microphone and passed to the person at the other end with his "what's the matter" without any voice.

Found Sheng Yinzhou impatient, and after a while, the person on the other end of the mobile phone repeated the words from wechat.

"Aunt Jiang and I are not at home these two days. Would you like to go out and live for two days?"

Sheng Yinzhou clenched his palm and coldly asked, "is there no one at home?" The man at the other end hesitated for a moment and then slowly said, "there is Yes, Xiaodi is at home... "

Sheng Yinzhou frowned, put down his chopsticks, and pedaled back impatiently. Frowning, he interrupted the man's words with a tone of impatience.

"So she's at home. Can't I be at home?"

As soon as this sentence is asked, the people over there have no voice.

Sheng Yinzhou didn't want to hear him go on. He hung up his phone in a hurry on the pretext that he had other calls.

The mobile phone exits from the call interface, and he just feels funny when he looks at the words "Dad".

Where does the father find an excuse to let his son not go home?

Sheng Yinzhou bored to pull the bag to stand up, quickly paid the money and walked out the door.

As soon as he walked out of the store, the dry and cold air came from all directions and wrapped him tightly. He stood in the cold wind with his schoolbag on his back and gradually became red in the eyes.

I don't know if it's frozen or angry.

It's not the first time.

Sheng Yinzhou rudely wiped his eyes. When he saw the green light, he went to the other end of the road.

But why still feel sad?

Sheng Yinzhou stood on the sidewalk, listening to the mechanical broadcast of the forbidden passage in his ear, and suddenly felt very aggrieved.

Ming Ming Xia CI Feng is so awkward and proud that a person will smile at him and give him sugar. Why can't his father do it?

He just wanted to be quiet in his little room. Why didn't everyone want him back?

Sheng Yinzhou takes a deep breath, picks up the mobile phone to unlock it, and points to Xia Cifeng's head portrait and prepares to dial a voice call.

But just a second before his fingertip landed on the screen, he stopped.

Forget it. It's not necessary.

Sheng Yinzhou took a deep breath, raised his head and went on.

Xia Cifeng is such a good boy, as long as he is responsible for smiling and cute.