Since I wasted a lot of time staying with Amy, when I got home, my dad had already come back.

The door to his room is open and he is sitting in front of the computer having a voice chat with someone.

Seeing that I was back, he waved me over.

"Xiao Lin, come here!"

"What are you doing? I haven't eaten yet!"

"Just come to dad's place for a while! Just a moment will be enough!"

I had to put dinner and onions on the dining table and walked into my dad's room.

Dad’s room was the original study room, where he now runs an online store and sleeps.

It turned out that the big bedroom was used as a warehouse because it always brought back sad memories of my father, and half of the room was filled with cardboard boxes.

However, I still have the original double bed, and my father is reluctant to throw it away. He often cleans it and puts sanitary pellets in it for fear of being eaten by insects.

One afternoon, I accidentally saw my father cleaning the double bed in the big house. Under the sun, the expression on his face was very lonely.

Because the glasses lenses reflected the sun, I couldn't see clearly my father's eyes, but the slightly opened mouth and the curves of his face looked like marble sculptures of ancient Greek tragic figures.

I was very afraid of my father's expression, and I was also afraid of the double bed.

I have never slept on it once, and I once suggested that Dad get rid of the bed.

Dad always smiles and says: It’s still usable, it’s quite strong, and it can be used as a guest room if guests come.

I don't think it's polite to let guests sleep in half the room among adult products.

Compared with the big bedroom, my father's study room is very messy, with bookshelves, computer desks, desktops, sofas and chairs with rollers, printers and printing paper scattered on the floor... It looks like Afghanistan that has just been bombed by the US military.

On the four corners of the study room's ceiling hangs a strip of rice paper four feet three inches wide, like a white mourning cloth.

On the rice paper is a self-encouragement poem written by my father with a brush:

Deep as the sea, unyielding as the mountain, leisurely as the clouds, persevering as the bamboo

Aloof as an eagle, diligent as an ant

Happiness is like a moth to the fire, forgetfulness is like sand in the wind

Meditation is like the silence after death, letting go is like loving once without any regrets

It should be something similar to Pu Songling's self-motivation couplet when he failed, but this was just written by my father in a fit of enthusiasm.

The motivation for himself is really limited. He will only be passionate for a short while and then indulge in the sad memories of his mother (otherwise, he will just sink to watching H comics).

But I think it's a bit cool and I can't help but practice it myself.

It would be nice if that sentence was not as aloof as an eagle but as aloof as a wolf.

Seeing these four mourning cloths, I reminded myself again: Don't fall into Ren Xiaoqin's trap.

People say that time can dilute everything, but I didn't feel that the toxins my mother left in my father's body showed any sign of being diluted.

It's safer to be a lone wolf.

On my father’s computer screen, the profile picture of a netizen named “Pornography Guides the People” is flashing.

Without even thinking about it, this guy must be Director Cao.

"Dad, what are you doing! I already told you that I don't want to be a kung fu movie actor! Besides, you are such an unreliable director... I haven't even settled the score with you yet!"

"Dad was wrong. He shouldn't have tricked you into delivering express."

Dad put his hands together and begged for forgiveness very spinelessly.

"But Director Cao wants to say a few words to you via voice chat. It's a serious matter!"

Serious things? Is there anything serious in this big loss mind?

I connected to the voice chat, and Director Cao's voice sounded like he was killing a pig.

"Little Ye Zi! You are so useless! I am going to be killed by you!!"

"ah?"

I didn't expect him to scold me as soon as he came up.

"Hey, hey, even if I don't want to play the role of a bad boy in Jinling, you don't have to scold me, right?"

"Who told you that I was talking about the evil young man in Jinling!"

Director Cao looked even more angry.

"Although I really hope that you can come and play this character in your true colors, there are more important things today! It's such a big thing!!"

I was waiting for him to say something big.

"That's it - the H-comic you sent me today actually has a missing page!! I just saw "The Fun" last night, and it turned out that there were missing pages!!"

My face instantly became embarrassed.

"If there are missing pages, the manufacturer will be responsible. Our online store is very trustworthy and will replace it with a new one for you."

"But I'm so sad! That page happens to be the climax, where the Loli Discipline Committee member is humiliated to the extreme. I want to see the expression on her face!"

The tone of voice was extremely exaggerated, with a terrifying resentment that seemed to have climbed up from the abyss of hell.

It is really embarrassing for a grown man to cry to his son's classmate about his unfortunate experience of watching H-comics.

Dad was listening next to him with a wry smile on his face.

Finally, I promised Director Cao that I would bring him a new book tomorrow. As for the old book with missing pages, he would ask his son Cao Jingshen to bring it to me.

Is it really conducive to the growth of teenagers to let their 14-year-old son handle the H-comics he purchased?

But I don’t have the position to say this. After all, the H-comics that their father and son watched were sold to them by our father and son.

Moreover, there is no room for Cao Jingshen’s moral character to continue to deteriorate, right?

Director Cao finally gave instructions: Don't take the plastic package over, but open the plastic film and take a closer look at the printing situation of 72P. If there is another missing page in the printing, he will fly to Hong Kong and burn down the publishing house.

The H-comic to be replaced is the fifth in the "Ultimate Training XXX" series. The book is called "The Training Master's Sex Classroom" and it seems to be dedicated to various classroom PLAY.

Just in case, I tore off the plastic wrap and read through it briefly. The protagonist of this H-comic took advantage of the weaknesses of the girls in his class to coerce them and humiliated them in class. It was so weird that it made me a little bit nervous.

blush.

There is no printing problem. Just put it in your schoolbag and exchange it with the fat man Cao Jingshen tomorrow.

Because my father had eaten out, I ate dinner alone today.

The beef in sauce is very salty and the meatballs are a bit hard.

I didn't touch Amy's precious potato chips and Coke, and quietly placed them in the corner of my bedroom.

Try to ask Amy out and let her eat meat before the expiration date expires.

It's so pitiful for an American starlet who has made a record but has never even eaten potato chips.

The next morning I went out for a run without breakfast.

No sandbags were tied up, so I went out running with my schoolbag on my back, which was like carrying a heavy load.

I ran around Dongshan Lake three times. I haven't practiced for two days and I'm a little sweaty.

An old man wearing a purple kung fu shirt was boxing by the lake. When he saw me, he nodded slightly at me.

I often see this old man practicing martial arts, and he always gets up earlier than me.

Maybe it’s because I haven’t seen me exercising in the past two days, so I thought I gave up midway.

After the exercise, I took a road I didn't usually take and took a long detour to school.

In this way, Xiaoqin can't ambush me halfway, right?

Sure enough, I didn't see Xiaoqin in the first class.

I used my textbook to cover myself while eating the red bean paste bread bought from the canteen, feeling a little bit sorry.

Xiaoqin stood in the cold wind on the playground. Was she being punished?

When get out of class was over for the first period, Xiaoqin walked in with a sad look on her back, carrying her schoolbag, and sat back down in her seat.

"Why are you late this time alone?"

The loudspeaker came over and asked, laughing and joking, but when he saw the expressions on Xiaoqin's and mine's faces, he seemed to sense the embarrassment in the air.

"Did you have a quarrel?"

Big Speaker walked back to the middle of the classroom and exchanged gossip with his partner PHS.

Xiaoqin lowered her head to prepare the textbook for the next class, not looking at me at all.

Suddenly I felt a little lonely.

"Gu Gu Gu Gu..."

It seemed like someone's stomach was growling.

Xiaoqin blushed.
To be continued...