Top beloved wife: Mistakenly provoking arrogant president

At night, the moon is in the sky.

A figure slowly approached from behind, getting closer and closer, until Zong Mu Tao heard the sound of footsteps, looked back, put down his guard look, waved and said with a gentle smile: "Zong Ting, come to my side and sit down."

The man's look a little bit cramped, walked over and sat on the bench embarrassed.

The breath of late night is a little cold, the autumn wind suddenly blows, and the leaves in the garden condense dew, not to mention that autumn and winter are really coming, it's cold.

"Look how round the moon is today. It's almost the Mid Autumn Festival."

He followed Zong Mu Tao's hand and looked at the silver moon plate hanging in the sky. It was really bright, but it was also cold and silent.

Zong Mu Tao asked the people around him with a smile: "son, what kind of moon cake do you want to eat? I'll make it for you myself today."

"Well, five benevolent will do."

Now it's his turn to be surprised: "you don't always like to eat lotus and double yellow. When did you change your interest?"

"It doesn't matter if I eat god horse."

Zong Mu Tao took a deep look at him and then turned his eyes away: "what's the matter today? Why do you come here all of a sudden to sit with me? Is there anything you want to say to me?"

The man's eyes were stunned, and then shook his head to say no.

He sighed silently: "no, no, today's moon is beautiful. Let's sit here and have a quiet look."

After a long time, just say three words from the man's mouth: "thank you."

"There's nothing to thank. We're family. There's no word" thank you "between family members."

The person next to him didn't respond for a long time. He asked with a smile: "don't you think so? Z。”

Z a face of surprise, incredible looking at him: "you know me?"

"Ha ha, child, how can I live more than 20 years than you? Is your name Z right?"

He couldn't turn his head around and nodded, "yes."

Zong Mu Tao's eyes looked at the moon above: "in fact, when I brought you back for the first time, I realized that I went to sunflower orphanage to learn something completely different from what Zongting said, and I was also strange, until I saw the clothes in the basement and you in the bar, even if the probability is small, you also appeared beside me."

A silence, Z has never been a good chat hand, now do not know how to explain or say.

"I have observed you and found that you have no influence on Zongting, or that you have been quietly protecting Zongting behind your back, so I chose to ignore it and let it go."

Z also feels strange. Zongting has become so strange recently because of his own affairs. It's very strange that no matter what you don't ask, you can tolerate it unconditionally.

Now I finally know why. The old man knows everything.

"In fact, it doesn't matter if we keep going on like this. It's just cruel to you."

Before he came here, he had a lot of imaginative reactions, furious? I can't believe it or send him to the mental hospital. I didn't expect to hear such a consolation.

"Nothing."

"Do you know? Zongting and I are really similar in character, but you are totally opposite to us. "

Zong Mu Tao looked at him with a pair of eyes, as if looking at others through him: "do you know who you look like?"

"Probably the same character as that woman."

"Yes, she's not a good person, so I'm worried about you staying at Zongting."

Everyone's worry is not unreasonable. Z has never thought he was a good man, but he is sure that he did no harm to Zongting, but it is meaningless to say these words now.

"Now, why do you come to talk to me?"

"Zongting plans to go to the mental hospital tomorrow. Let me give you a final farewell."

This is probably the last night Z stayed in the world. He is calm all over, as if this is his own destiny. I don't know if it is because of the moon in the sky, there is an indelible sadness floating in the air.

The other side frowned and was puzzled: "is this Zongting's idea?"

"He's not sure. He wants to ask the people around him, including you."

He frowned again: "I'm your father. Don't use such honorifics for me."

Scared by this dignified words, Z, who was always full of pride, now respectfully called out: "father."

After nodding with satisfaction, Zong Mu Tao continued: "it's your business. I won't interfere."

The moon slowly drifted to the East, accompanied by the surrounding clouds. For a moment, he didn't know whether the moon was moving or the clouds were moving. The weather was getting late. Zong Mu Tao watched the people around him come out wearing only a short sleeve, so he took off his coat and put it on each other's body: "it's very cold, isn't it?"

"It's OK. I've been used to it since I was young. If it wasn't for me, Zongting people didn't have such strong immunity."

"Yes, he is too weak."

The two men laughed tactfully together make complaints about the weak Ting Pavilion.

After laughing, Zong Mu Tao looked at him with a slightly embarrassed expression and said: "whether you believe me or not, or you think I'm a bit of a show affectation, but I have to say that I haven't contacted you. I just paid attention to you in silence before, but since I know you exist, I've taken you as my child."

"You and Zongting are both my sons. It just happens that you share the same body."

Z is totally stupid. He didn't expect Zong Mu Tao to say such words.

"Really, and I love you more than Zongting, and I owe you more. I didn't fulfill my father's responsibility at all. On the contrary, I have to entrust you to take care of him from childhood to adulthood. I'm really irresponsible."

Want to comfort each other, but can't say a word, Z opened his mouth, only two words: "thank you."

Thank you. It's hard for him to accept and adapt to the warmth.

He has been walking alone in the abyss of sin and darkness for nearly 20 years, and now he suddenly returns to the world, which makes him feel a little uncertain.

"Well, let's not talk about these sensational words. Can you tell me something about your childhood

"Does father want to hear it?" Those are not so pleasant memories.

Zong Mu Tao nodded: "I know those memories are very painful. It doesn't matter if you say it. I just don't want to miss the past of each of my sons. I believe your memories will be more wonderful."

He pursed his mouth, wrapped his clothes and leaned on the cane chair: "it doesn't matter. I can say that. The first time I remember it was when Zongting was four years old. The first time he appeared was in August... "