Perhaps he had expected the upcoming storm and Zhang Yongming also returned from Shanghai. That day, Tong Tong was in the hospital with his grandfather. The old man's blood oxygen was not very good and his stomach bulged. Tong Tong was very worried. Su Changhe saw this situation a lot and was not afraid. Instead, he advised Tong Tong: "There is nothing to worry about. Maybe the needle is going to be replaced, which may not be ascites."

The doctor carefully checked for a long time and confirmed that it was not ascites. Tong Tong felt relieved. Su Changhe's condition has not been good for the time he was hospitalized, but he often smiled. Tong Tong didn't know what he was happy about until the doctor gave the answer: "He has been sick for so long, and you are the first to worry about him so much. His son used to sit and leave, and he didn't think he was worried about his father."

So that's it. Su Changhe was ambitious all his life and didn't care about his love. Only when he reached the end of his life did this grandson who really cared about him appeared. He finally tasted the taste of being cared for, so he was so happy, right?

When Zhang Yongming came to see him, the hospital visit time had already passed, but Su Changhe wanted to see him, so he asked him to come up. Tong Tong was very conflicted and didn't know whether to avoid him. Su Changhe smiled and said, "If you want to be embarrassed, it's also his embarrassment. What are you hiding?"

After six months of going to Shanghai, Zhang Yongming lost weight a lot. He walked in with a smile on his face, but when he saw Tong Tong's eyes, he suddenly became at a loss. Tong Tong smiled and said hello: "Hello, Uncle Zhang, it's been a long time."

"You... are pretty good?"

"Yeah, it's pretty good."

Zhang Yongming put down the things in his hands, rubbed his hands, not knowing what to say. Su Changhe took the initiative to resolve his embarrassment and asked him if he had worked hard in Shanghai and how many days he would stay in Hong Kong City this time. Zhang Yongming answered one by one and said, "I think... the situation is not very good, so I will entrust everything in Shanghai to my friends. I will try my best to stay in Hong Kong City this year."

"Yes. No news has been released now. I don't know what the situation will be serious. We still have to prepare for the future."

What they said should be "virus". Tong Tong didn't interrupt. He poured the water and handed it to Zhang Yongming. Zhang Yongming took it, took a sip, and asked, "When did you two recognize each other?"

Tong Tong replied: "About ten days ago, at the 20th anniversary commemoration meeting of Changhe."

"You should understand some things if I don't say them. I have many difficulties." Zhang Yongming was really embarrassed and his eyes kept dodging: "I have nothing to say about those past events, I'm really sorry for you."

Compared with Tong Tong's experience, his apology seemed very pale. Tong Tong said understandingly: "If you want to talk about the things my parents have experienced, you have your helplessness. Besides, fate may have been destined. Even if you send the money in time, people may not be able to save it. But you have recognized me long ago, but have been hiding it for so many years, which makes me unacceptable."

Zhang Yongming gave a look, meaning that it was difficult to speak in front of Su Changhe. However, Su Changhe did not avoid it and said, "Probably, Yongming doesn't know what my attitude is. If you recognize you rashly, it may harm you."

Tong Tong was wandering away and would not pose any threat to Su Zilong, so he would not easily put Tong Tong to death and bear a life in vain. However, if Tong Tong was taken home by Su Changhe and Su Zilong's status was in danger, it would be very likely to take Tong Tong's life. Whether Su Changhe cared for his grandson or ignored him, it would be a threat to Su Zilong. This concern was told by Su Changhe for him, but Tong Tong knew that Zhang Yongming was not Tong Tong the most worried about, but himself.

After all, when Tong Tong was lost, he was with him, and his responsibility could not be shirked.

No matter how many reasons he has, even if he is a good person, he cannot hide his selfish and timid side, and this side almost ruined Tong Tong's life.

Tong Tong walked out of the ward silently and threw his back to his grandfather and Zhang Yongming.

He thought that if Zhang Yongming had a hint of shame and had a sincere guilt towards the past, he could not appear in front of Tong Tong in a noble way because he did not dare.

But he appeared, and Tong Tong easily saw through his superficial "apology". This light "apology" only shows one problem-Zhang Yongming doesn't care about Tong Tong at all. This indifferent may be because he is rich and powerful and does not take Tong Tong seriously; it may also be because Tong Tong is kind-hearted and never holds revenge easily, so a simple "sorry" can be exchanged for his forgiveness.

In Tong Tong's opinion, although Zhang Yongming is gentle, he is far inferior to Su Changhe's openness. After all, Su Changhe knows better than anyone else that the past is not so easy to be wiped out, and he has no intention of pleasing Tong Tong. When Tong Tong returns home, he keeps it roughly, without giving pocket money, and without asking about his well-being. It was Tong Tong who decided to give him a chance after he learned about his character.

And Zhang Yongming... Tong Tong would not forgive him easily.

When Zhang Yongming came out of the ward, Tong Tong was walking downstairs. If he had pinched a cigarette in his hand, the picture would have better express his mood at the moment. But he didn't smoke, and after brushing his cell phone for a while, he walked around mechanically.

Zhang Yongming approached him and asked him to have something to eat together. Tong Tong looked at the time. It was already past eight o'clock. "No, Uncle Zhang, I've had dinner at school, and I still have to go up to accompany my grandfather."

"You don't know. I'm treating you to dinner because I have something to say to you."

In the night, there was a ball of water vapor in his eyes, and his eyes were a little red. I cried. It seemed that it was not suitable for a middle-aged man like him, especially a man who had experienced ups and downs and achieved great success.

But Tong Tong was still moved by his eyes and agreed to his request. Zhang Yongming drove along the beach for a while, and the two remained silent and did not say anything. Tong Tong did not ask him where he wanted to take him. Finally, Zhang Yongming's car stopped at the door of a Japanese food store. The lights inside the restaurant were not very bright, but very soft. It seemed that Zhang Yongming was a regular customer here. As soon as he entered the door, a woman in a kimono came up to greet him and took them to a private room.

The restaurant does not have any magnificent decorations, but everything exudes a round and full luster. The more low-key the place is, the higher the consumption. Although I recognize my grandfather, Tong Tong rarely goes to such a high-end restaurant to eat. Even so, he just sits upright and does not look around. The kimono woman brought a few desserts before the meal, and he did not show a hint of greed.

"I also subscribed to "Thorny Mang", which is pretty good." After ordering the dishes, Zhang Yongming said, "Although the level is still much different from your father, you can see that you are very careful in making your own channel."

"Thank you... My dad is a talented man from Peking University and must be much better than me."

"Talented man." Zhang Yongming repeated, carefully savored these two words, and said: "Indeed, your father is really talented."

"I asked you many years ago, if you have written poems? Because your poems are also included in "Tao Mang"."

"I have written. When you were as old as you, we were much more romantic than you. Nowadays, young people can enjoy a lot of entertainment life, such as games, online novels, KTVs, and escape rooms, script killings that have emerged in recent years... and so on. At that time, we didn't seem to have anything else except reading books and newspapers... Oh, that's not right. In that era, there were also many campus singers singing love songs with guitars, such as your father."

Tong Tong couldn't help laughing.

Zhang Yongming also smiled and said, "At that time, he didn't like others to call him a singer. He said he was a poet and a folk poet."

"My grandpa and my grandpa once had a life-and-death fight, but my parents were in love freely... Do they really know nothing about each other's family situation?"

"It shouldn't be known. As far as I know, your mother has a bad relationship with your grandfather, and she doesn't even live at home for a long time. As for your father, when he was born, your grandfather seemed to be in his forties, and the age difference was too big, and probably couldn't get close to him. He often told me that because he was old, his father was too strict with him, but he never played with him. They discovered the problem until they were about marriage, but it was too late. The two of them fell in love with him and could not stop them."

Tong Tong said: "At that time, they were deeply influenced by Qiong Yao!"

"No, they are not only them, but our friends gathered together to discuss literature and philosophy. In the 1980s, modern and modern Western philosophical thoughts were translated in large quantities, and domestic literary thoughts also changed a lot. Your parents did not like those new things briefly, but studied them in depth. A few days ago, I read a few papers written by master's students in Shanghai. To be honest, it was really a mess! It was completely different from our era. The articles written by your parents at that time were not only novel in subject matter, smooth in flow, but also rare that they had their own opinions and had a certain depth. Although they were boasting, undergraduate students of that era were really good at playing."

Tong Tong is proud of his parents. It turns out that his obsession with "pure literature" comes from his parents, and his parents truly love literature!

Zhang Yongming took a sip of tea and continued, "I also like literature, but my purpose is not pure. I guess you can guess that your father and I founded a magazine just to be closer to your mother. Although I know she has a long time ago, there is no way, I just want to stay with her."

Zhang Yongming smiled bitterly again: "Do you think it's incredible? Although I'm thinking about making money now, when I was as old as you, I was still very romantic - although I feel smear when I talk about the word "love", I feel smearing at that time... both friendship and love were very pure."
Chapter completed!