Chapter 1010

Farewell to Yuanbao and Tong Hao, Dang Zhen walked slowly to the community. She couldn't tell whether she was a little more happy or excited. She not only made friends, but also made two at a time. She was not so good.

Today, when Shao Yitong is away, Tong Hao made it clear that he and Yuanbao are lovers. It seems that next time she has to send them a "fitting gift". While wishing them a stronger relationship than Jin, she also wishes you a long lasting friendship.

Before she knew it, Dang Zhen's lips turned up. As she was about to get to the bottom of the building, she inadvertently looked up. There was a person under the street lamp not far away. This figure... Dang Zhen walked more and more slowly. Finally, she stopped and stood in the same place to look at the people three meters away.

When Dang Yi heard the footsteps, he turned to see that the father and daughter were looking at each other, or was Dang Yi the first to walk towards dangzhen with a smile on his face and said gently, "is it over?"

The smile on Dang Zhen's face has faded long ago, replaced by the hidden defense. After Dang Yi said only four words, she knew that he would send someone to follow her and Yuanbao.

After a few seconds of silence, Dang Zhen asked, "do you want me to stay away from them?"

At the time of saying this, Dang Zhen had the answer in her heart. No matter what Dang Yi said, she would not listen to his arrangement this time.

Dang Yi looked at Dang Zhen with vigilant eyes. He was angry and reluctant to get angry. Instead, he replied more gently: "no, I just came by the way to see you and asked if you were happy."

On the way, dangzhen didn't believe it and had nothing to say. She just kept silent.

Dang Yi looks at his daughter, who is strange to him, and seems to be a stranger. He thinks that Dang Zhen was cute when she was a child. In fact, when she was a child, she liked to pester him and ask him to hold her. Even when he was working, she had to sit on his lap. But I don't know when it started. The relationship between father and daughter is getting farther and farther away. He thinks that it's the inevitable trend for her daughter to be old and unfamiliar, But today, he suddenly found that they were standing opposite each other. As long as he didn't speak, she didn't even want to talk to him.

80%. There's nothing to say.

The mood is just like the weather in October in the night city. It's so stuffy that people can't breathe.

Dang Yi slowed down and took the initiative to say, "you can play with anyone you like. From now on, I will not restrict you any more."

When Dang Zhen heard the speech, her eyelids were slightly lifted. She seemed to explore and doubt.

Dang Yi sighed to himself. All those words that worried about her and did her good came to his mouth. He just said with a smile, "go upstairs quickly, clean up and go to bed early. I'm leaving."

After that, he stepped forward. When he was about to pass dangzhen, she said in a voice, "are you still busy later?"

Dang Yi immediately looks at Dang Zhen, pauses, takes a slow half shot and says, "Oh, I'll have a few phone calls when I get back later."

Dang Zhen said, "if you are busy, I won't delay you."

"It's no big deal if you're not busy," he said quickly

There was no obvious happy look on Dang Zhen's face, but she said as usual: "do you want to sit upstairs?"

Dang Yi smiles, nods and says, "OK, I'll go up with you."

Dang Zhen is a very nostalgic person. She came back from abroad to rent a house here, but she hasn't moved a place in these years. Even though Dang Yi has mentioned it several times that it is an old community, and the security and traffic conditions are not perfect, she still insists on not moving.

Although she hasn't moved, she has been renovated three times in recent years. Apart from seeing Dang Yi when she moved in for the first time, she has never been invited again. So at this time, the old man is very excited, as if he is about to visit some wonderful place. Even though he has been in politics for several decades, he has seen the office areas of various national leaders.

When the elevator door opened, Dang Zhen politely let Dang Yi walk in front and open the door. She went in first, took a pair of slippers and put them at the entrance of the entrance. When she got up, she said, "it may be a little small. You can make do with it."

"It's OK."

The slippers belong to women. Except for Shao Yitong, there are no other people of the same sex in dangzhen's family, let alone the opposite sex. If she takes out a pair of men's slippers, Dang Yi has to ask the guard what's going on.

The area of the house is not large, only 80 square meters, new Chinese style decoration style, white walls and wooden chairs. It seems to be far away from the hustle and bustle of the city, like entering a quiet and remote paradise.

Dang Zhen asks Dang Yi to sit on the sofa and ask him what he wants to drink. Dang Yi's sharp eyes, which usually see through everything, are just a little excited at the moment, and asks with a smile: "don't drink, don't be busy... Do you usually work at home?"

Dang Zhen nodded, then pointed to a direction, "that's my studio over there."

Dang Yi said, "can you visit it?"

Dang Zhen takes Dang Yi to the door of the studio, raises her hand, touches the switch and turns on the light. When Dang Yi walked in, he saw paintings all over the wall. Not only on the wall, but also on the floor. There were many paintings with frames, without tables, and unfinished semi-finished products on the drawing board.

Among the many colorful colors and patterns, Dang Yi saw two small photo frames hanging on the wall at a glance. One was taken when he was 60 years old a few years ago, and the other was his wife Shao Bingyin. When she was young, she was astonishingly beautiful.

Dang Yi walks over, stands under the two paintings and looks up slightly. It seems that Dang Zhen is a bit awkward. It's like a little secret has been discovered. It's very embarrassing.

Dang Yi reaches out his hand and gently touches Shao Bingyin in the photo. He turns his back to Dang Zhen and whispers, "I miss your mother very much, too."

Dang Zhen hasn't communicated with Dang Yi in private for a long time, so long as she forgets how to express her feelings, she has to be silent.

Dang Yi looked at it for a long time, then moved to a painting and talked with her about it with a smile. It seemed that her previous sadness was just her illusion.

When it comes to painting, Dang Zhen is not speechless. She can reply to three of his words. She's just not good at communication, not dull, so Dang Yi tries to find words. She can feel the feeling of being close to her.

He is no longer young. He is nearly 70 years old, which is much older than the 60th birthday in the photo. Dang Zhen is still soft hearted and went out to make a cup of Pu'er for him.

As soon as Dang Yi drinks it, he immediately praises her tea here, which is better than him. Dang Zhen's lips are almost invisible and says, "you asked Tong Tong to bring it to me last year."

Then Dang Yi thought, "Oh," and continued to drink tea to hide his embarrassment.

Before he left, he made an appointment with Dang Zhen to draw a picture, so that she didn't have to worry. When she was free, Dang Zhen would go out to see him off. Standing at the elevator, Dang Yi wouldn't let her go downstairs. Looking at her, he said, "Yuanyuan, it's dad who's bad these years. He's too strict with you, so that you can't make friends you like. I don't care about you in the future, You can play with whoever you like... If someone bullies you, come back and tell Dad that you are a good girl and don't fight with men. Dad will support you. "

It's a long time since a good girl doesn't fight with a man. When Dang Zhen was very young, Dang Yi always protected her for fear that she would be bullied. Knowing that she would not fight with others, he said this to her.

Now review, Dang Zhen lowered her eyes, very light should be a, and then said: "then you slow down."

Dang Yi nodded and left happily. When the elevator door closed, she raised her hand and touched her nose. Her nose was sour.