Chapter 542 Go home...
Ming Rong has already opened the car door for him.
After a while, Ming Qisen looked away and got out of the car silently.
"Let's go home, brother Sen... We have been waiting for this day for a long time! The old man has been thinking about you all these years... By the way, Miss, have you seen her? She looks like you and is very sensible, He is a top student, and now he is teaching at G University, doing physics..."
Ming Rong was obviously very excited, and directly told Ming Qisen about the situation at home.
Actually, Ming Qisen knew about all of this, but he didn't interrupt Ming Rong.
Soon, Ming Rong called to open the door...
When Ming Qi Sen was standing in front of the door, he stopped subconsciously and didn't move forward for a long time.
"What's wrong? Brother Sen..."
Ming Rong was also taken aback immediately, and looked at Ming Qisen with some doubts.
Ming Qi Sen's black pupils are actually full of many complexities at this time.
"The past, let it pass! Both the old man and the young lady can understand you and understand your difficulties. Now everything has cleared up. The old man has also inquired about the police station in the past two days, and there is nothing wrong. Yes. You are safe too, now as long as everyone is safe and sound, it will be fine! The old man has also calmed down a lot these years, knowing that he was too unreasonable in the past, but..."
As he spoke, Mingrong couldn't help sighing, blinked, took a deep breath, and then continued—
"The old man has changed a lot these years, and he is just a father. He has always thought of you in his heart... these years, it is also fortunate that the young lady is by his side, otherwise, I don't know if he can persist... let's go in , between father and son, there is nothing to talk about..."
Mingrong said, and made a please gesture to him.
Ming Qi Sen put away his thoughts and walked in with strides.
…
And, at this time, in the villa.
The old man has just come to the tea room, making a cup of scented tea.
Suddenly, he heard the footsteps of a servant running over, followed by a joyful voice—
"Old man, brother Sen is back! Brother Sen is back! Brother Rong is coming back with him! Old man..."
'Ding…'
After the servant's voice fell, the teacup in the old man's hand suddenly became unsteady, and it fell directly on the tea table, and the whole cup of tea was poured out...
"Are you okay? Father, is it hot..."
The servant hurriedly followed, took a tissue to wipe him...
The old man stretched out his hand slightly to stop her, and a slightly old voice sounded—
"I'm fine...I'm fine..."
The old man murmured, tears welled up in his usually deep and sharp eyes...
He raised his head and took a deep breath. Only then did the old man suppress the surging emotions in his chest, stood up slowly, and looked towards the door...
And, at this moment, Ming Rong’s voice came from outside——
"Brother Sen, come in quickly... The house hasn't changed much in general. The old man is a very nostalgic person. He hasn't touched your room, and the renovations are all in accordance with your original style. The servants often clean it, Miss. The room is next to the old man's room... Miss used to come back often, but later because of her busy work, and now she is married to the Shen family, and she and Master Tinglan are living in Canglan Bieyuan, but there are Time will come back to visit the old man..."
"Brother Sen, the old man is here. It's cold outside, you must have not had dinner, I asked the kitchen to prepare something for you, what do you want to eat?"
Mingrong asked.
"It's okay, just be casual, I'm not picky eaters."
The deep voice has a restrained gentleness.
"Okay, okay...I'll let the kitchen do it right away..."
"Master! Brother Sen is back!"
At this moment, Ming Rong also called out to the tea room, and walked in with Ming Qisen!
Ming Qisen first saw the old man standing in front of the tea table, Mingjingtang...
After so many years, the old man is still old, and he looks very energetic.
The old man was also staring at Ming Qisen in a daze at this moment, there was obviously some restrained emotion in those old eyes...
Ming Qi Sen's expression remained unchanged, but at this moment, there was a faint stream of light in those deep and complicated eyes, which were naturally full of emotions that were extremely restrained...
Probably in the world of adults, or people like them who have always been accustomed to restraint, at this time, they still quickly stabilized their emotions.
"dad…"
After a while, Ming Qisen gave a low voice.
The old man froze for a long time, and after a while, he finally came to his senses and walked towards him slowly—
"It's good to be back... don't need to say anything, it's cold outside, wash your face, drink a glass of water to warm up. Ah Rong, let the kitchen prepare more good dishes..."
"Okay, old man!"
A smile appeared on Mingrong's face, and he turned around and gave instructions to the servant beside him.
The father and son still looked at each other, sizing each other up over and over again...
After a while, the old man still couldn't restrain himself and stepped forward, reaching out to hug Ming Qisen.
Ming Qi Sen subconsciously raised his hand and hugged his old father...
In fact, the relationship between him and the father and son of the old man was indeed relatively indifferent before, but maybe it was because he was still young at that time and did not pay too much attention to these family relationships, not to mention that the old man worked hard outside when he was young, and had the opportunity to accompany him not much...
Most of the time, the old man is in S city, but he grew up abroad, and there are not many opportunities to return here, so there is little communication between father and son, and they are relatively indifferent emotionally.
However, as he grows older, especially after he himself is a father who cannot meet his daughter at all, he gradually understands the relationship between father and child...
Sometimes, it's not indifference, the feelings are really shallow. They are not very good at words, and in many cases, they also need to restrain their emotions, so it seems that they are not that close.
"I'm sorry, Dad...you have worked hard these years..."
After a long silence, Ming Qisen suppressed the soreness in his heart, and said in a low voice.
Old man Ming Jingtang stretched out his hand and patted his back, took a breath, and then smiled—
"It doesn't matter, as long as you are fine and come back healthy, it's all worth it."
"I'm young and immature, sorry..."
Ming Qi Sen is not a person who can bow his head, but in front of his old father, he feels that he owes too much...
(end of this chapter)