She Came To My Concert

If you know that he was fighting at school today...

It happened that the elevator stopped at the 28th floor. Seeing the door open, Siyuan shuddered. He immediately trotted two steps and stopped in front of Zhu Wenshu, bowing fiercely.

"I don't have anything to say! Thank you teacher for sending me home! Goodbye teacher!"

Zhu Wenshu was not in the mood to pierce Ling Siyuan's small thoughts for the time being, she just said "The teacher is not here to criticize you", and then reached out to ring the doorbell.

There were two "ding dong", which were very clear in the empty entrance corridor.

"Teacher, don't, don't..."

At this time, a male voice came from the loudspeaker of the video doorbell.

"Who?"

Both Zhu Wenshu and Ling Siyuan were taken aback for a moment.

It was just a single word, but Zhu Wenshu felt his eardrums being scratched gently.

Even the weak current sound in the loudspeaker can hardly hide the clearness of its voice.

Zhu Wenshu took a quick look at Ling Siyuan.

She didn't expect that this single father's voice was so nice.

Sounds so young.

chapter 2

"I am Ling Siyuan's teacher."

After speaking, Zhu Wenshu thought for a while, and added, "I was transferred to teach Ling Siyuan this semester."

There was no response from the door.

This is a video doorbell, and people inside can definitely see the scene outside.

She pursed her lips, not knowing what to say, so she lowered her head and asked Ling Siyuan: "Why doesn't your father open the door?"

"what?"

Ling Siyuan blinked quickly, but couldn't hide the panic on his face.

He hesitated for a long time, and when he was about to say something, the door finally opened.

A gust of air-conditioning gushed out, rushing towards Zhu Wenshu's face.

She frowned subconsciously, thinking how could she turn the air conditioner down so low because there were children at home.

When I looked up, the opening words I had planned were stuck in my throat.

The interior is dim, with little or no lighting.

There is only a small lamp hanging in the air at the entrance, which can illuminate a corner of the corridor.

A thin man stood under the lamp, he seemed to have just woken up, his white T-shirt was a little wrinkled, and his hair was a little messy.

Shrouded in gentle warm light, the clear and sharp outline is covered with a faint halo, adding a bit of softness.

His eyes were reflected in an almost transparent amber color, and when he looked directly at him, Zhu Wenshu's breathing suddenly tightened.

Ling...Chen? !

Zhu Wenshu stared at him blankly, not sure if he was delusional.

But this face.

There is no other face in the world that can be seen in the streets and alleys.

The images and memories in front of me collided rapidly. Many thoughts flashed uncontrollably one by one.

In fact, since graduating from high school, Zhu Wenshu's memory of this classmate who had little contact with him has faded rapidly.

After going to college, she almost forgot about this person.

Until five years ago, singer Ling Chen was born.

He quickly became popular like a rocket, and his original songs swept the major charts. Every year, he will definitely have a seat at the heavyweight award ceremony, and his advertising endorsements are almost everywhere in sight.

Zhu Wenshu doesn't follow stars, and doesn't care too much about the entertainment industry, but he can be seen everywhere and heard about him.

As Ling Chen's image on the screen changed day by day, Zhu Wenshu witnessed from a distance that his outline became clearer and clearer. Become sharp and confident in the light.

Zhu Wenshu also gradually accepted that Ling Chen was the big star Ling Chen, not the classmate who always sat in the last row of the classroom.

But they never expected that they would meet again unexpectedly on such an ordinary day.

Zhu Wenshu just stood there stupidly, unable to recover for a long time.

Until a crisp voice interrupted her thoughts.

"dad!"

Zhu Wenshu: "?"

Who are you calling? ?

She suddenly lowered her head to look at Ling Siyuan, and then looked up at Ling Chen. After going back and forth twice, her pupils constricted.

dad? !

With the light behind him, Zhu Wenshu couldn't quite see Ling Chen's expression clearly, only heard him say: "You're calling—"

Before he could finish speaking, the little thing suddenly jumped up in front of him and hugged his thigh tightly.

"Dad! I miss you so much!"

"?"

Zhu Wenshu's pupils almost burst.

She glanced at Ling Siyuan again, and then at Ling Chen.

Take another look at Ling Siyuan.

Then, speak in disbelief.

"You... the child is already this old?!"

Ling Chen was originally trying to push away Ling Siyuan who was clinging to him.

Hearing what Zhu Wenshu said, he stopped, his eyes flicked slightly, and he looked up.

The tails of his eyes were lightly raised, his brows were half raised, and his tone was not friendly: "Don't talk nonsense."

Like a thunderbolt straight down.

After a while, Zhu Wenshu turned his face away without saying a word.

"Don't worry... I won't talk nonsense."

"..."

Ling Chen twitched the corner of his mouth.

Zhu Wenshu looked at him again, not knowing what expression to show.

Dad is very busy.

From

Come and show up at school.

He has become a big star.

The surname "Ling" is indeed rare.

Everything seemed to make sense.

etc.

She suddenly looked down at Ling Siyuan again.

Calculated by age...