Daughter Said: It's A Shame To Have A Father Like Me

Now.

curtain playback,

Yu Ye described a love and warmth in cold words.

When his love appears.

Everyone was stunned.

On the stage, Liu Shi was sluggish.

Her eyes suddenly turned red.

Not because of emotion, but because of anger.

No one had ever said such a love story for her.

Especially the sentence: "Fortunately, the thoughts are silent, otherwise it will be deafening].

Who would have thought that thoughts could be deafening?

Yu Ye seems to be an understatement, but between the lines, there is a heart-warming power that shakes every love that has not yet begun, has begun, and is coming to an end.

At this moment, no one knew, Liu Shi smiled bitterly in his heart, looking at the embarrassed and embarrassed man on the screen.

The right handwriting at the bottom of the pen carries Zhong Lingyuxiu.

The delicate brushstrokes depict love as warm and stunning.

But she recalled everything in those years, but she hadn't heard the man say it to herself.

He was able to make everyone's favorite words, but he never told himself.

Jealousy often makes people unrecognizable, and at this moment, Liu Shi finally exclaimed in surprise on the stage.

"Impossible! Impossible!"

"This song has nothing to do with you, nothing at all! 99

"You have never experienced love in your life, and you have never believed in love.

And everyone on the stage was stunned.

The hostess Nana spoke.

"Does he really understand love?

After a while, it seemed that he suddenly said something wrong and explained.

"I didn't mean anything else.

"It's just this man who has never had love."

What Nana said made everyone silent.

Their eyes converged on the figure on the curtain.

This man has never had love, neither now nor many years ago.

Combining with purpose is never pure.

But he did not stop for a moment.

As if he was telling a story about love, but it had nothing to do with himself, he just wanted to write a correct view of love so that his daughter could feel something.

this moment.

on the program stage.

Home of Poetry, the stationmaster Xu Hong suddenly spoke up.

She smiled wryly with complicated eyes, her eyes did not move away from the curtain.

"This man doesn't understand love.

Her judgment is simple and direct, but with regret.

"But for the sake of his daughter, he can be more careful than anyone else can see."

Xu Hong was amazed to see that the sentence had already been written.

It turns out that [there are really people who can live only on thoughts and memories]

For some reason, she suddenly only felt a sadness spread out.

Missing and remembering?

What does this man's love perception look like?

In a trance, Xu Hong recalled the first half of his life in his mind.

When he was young, he was so good, so Liu Shi took the initiative to pursue it.

After getting married, the Liu family squandered his property,

Afterwards, he directly chose to take away the last money and walked away, leaving behind their father and daughter.

At that time, facing Liu Shi's departure.

He didn't cry, he didn't despair, and he didn't hold back.

He just wants children.

And since then, this man has never been in love again.

Who can know the bitterness in this man's heart?

It seems to be filled with sadness, and the wine has long been dry.

It can be said that from the beginning, what this man got was not love.

It was just a utilitarian approach, even if it didn't need to be pure, it didn't touch people's hearts.

As for now, he has never lost it.

Because he never got it.

Liu Shi left him all the memories of love, only pain, only unwillingness to recall.

He originally kept all of this in a place that he couldn't see, and just wanted to teach good children and watch Xiao Shuying grow up day by day.

But now, for her daughter's new work and for Xiao Shuying, she has the courage to face capital.

He forced himself to open his heart and face that sadness.

It was like tearing open a wound that had already scabbed over, dripping with blood.

Then, shockingly wrote what love should have looked like.

He is truly spiritually intelligent.

Such a person should not have been silent.

The new picture also starts to play back.

on the curtain.

Xiao Shuying locked herself in the room just like that.

One by one music software is installed on the second-hand Tianyu mobile phone.

She opened the charts, and all she saw were Shomai, Xiaosan, and too many Tengu songs.

Tossing and turning, always tangled complicated relationships, self-righteous and affectionate.

The feelings that have been pulled to the end, but still have no results, are fully reflected in each song.

Xiao Shuying dragged for a long time before finally putting down the phone in a irritable manner.

Almost all songs on the mainstream charts are in this style.

I have to admit that if it is not for writing love songs, it should be difficult to get recognition.

In my mind, the voice of that man suddenly sounded.

"You definitely write love songs."

This time, there was disdain in her eyes.

"I can't write.

"Because of parents like you, I will never want love in my life.

"I also despise those sarcastic loves."

After thinking for a long time, Xiao Shuying opened a comment on Chi Ling's song.

"That little genius has appeared again, the one who wrote the insect flying.

"How old are you, family hatred, the rise and fall of love and hatred, all written in this song, this talent is too strong. 33

"With her own strength, she forcibly pulled out a grand opening of a national style song. Will there be a national style song next? This time the first one must be hers.

Looking at the overwhelming praise in the comment area, in the bedroom, Xiao Shuying smiled and looked excited.

The small fist also clenched secretly, with seriousness in his eyes.

She can't live up to the audience that is still supporting her and looking forward to her so much.

You must come up with good works.

the other side.

In the middle of the night, the Baijia District was still full of noise.

The lights are dimmed.

Yu Ye just sat quietly in the small room.

On the table and on the ground, there were crumpled notes scattered around.

At that moment, his eyes were in a trance.

Reaching out from the deepest part of the drawer, he took out a photo.

The old photos looked a little yellow at this moment, no different from memories.

It was a picture of a family of three being filmed at midnight just after he was discharged from the hospital.

There was a rare warmth in Yu Ye's eyes, as if caught in a memory.

He looked at the photo, three people walking on the street in the dark, the originally cold night suddenly became warm at that moment.

He smiled, his eyes full of warmth.

In fact, he is not an iron man, never has been, and he will miss him.

He also loved that kind of love to death.

It's just that there is no more, maybe from the beginning, I don't deserve love.

This is life.

As a result, the light in his eyes suddenly dimmed until it was completely cold.

He silently picked up the photo, and in the middle of the night with a slight harshness, tore Liu Shi.

This dilapidated photo is the same as the current home, and finally only him and Xiao Shuying are left.

The same broken, the same shocking.

Then, he said.

What exactly is love?

Like really questioning.

For a person who has never gotten love, even he does not know what love should be like in this era. a story.

Did he hate Liu Shi?

Did he hate love?

It seemed that she never hated, even at first, the moment she gave up, she gave up on him and the child.

But he never seemed to hate it.

He just accepted everything silently, leaving no room for self-repentance.

This is his love, all he has experienced.

On the desktop, the notes he left behind, word by word, are vivid in my mind.

[Jun buried the mud under the spring, and I sent the world full of snow]

"I hope my child, with a love song, will awaken the heartlessness of this age]

[In this era of fast-food loveism, Xiao Shuying should let people know that there are people who guard the ancient love, which has never changed]

Until this scene appeared, under the lights.

He crumpled the paper again, as if he was not confident in his love cognition,

Because even though he has experienced a bad experience, his view on love is still simple and firm, but he is not confident, is his view on love right?

Play back the screen.

Those words appear between the lines, appearing in front of everyone.

And at that time.

Jinling Art University Broadcasting and Hosting Course.

Thirty-year-old female teacher Su Qingge, wearing glasses, casually wrote down two words on the blackboard.

feelings.

Until this moment, the happy family replay is playing on the projector.

She was suddenly stunned.

She saw Yu Ye crumpling paper, the man whose educational methods were shockingly advanced.

She saw his lack of confidence.

On the picture, there are papers scattered everywhere, on the desktop, on the ground, scattered and scattered, looking a little messy.

And Yu Ye sat like that under the dim light, wearing presbyopic glasses, writing down again and again and again.

He is really not confident about the education of this love concept and songwriting.

Because he has never experienced love.

4.1 In other words, it has been lost before it has been obtained.

But when the words appeared on the paper in front of Su Qingge, she watched in shock.

"I hope my child, with a love song, will awaken the heartlessness of this age]

There is another sentence: "It doesn't matter, one by one on the ground, one by one in the sky, we will be reunited after all.

At this moment, she was stunned.

Awaken the ruthlessness of the age?

This man's words, inch by inch, always carry such pure feelings.

No one knows what kind of love he will set up for the child.

No one knows how he is going to bring all his idealism into reality.

She only felt sad love coming, true love coming.

She didn't know what it was.

But she couldn't help but speak to the man on the curtain.

"Do you really understand love?

"You have sublimated love."

"As you said, unlike fast-food love in this era, for the sake of your daughter's education, you want your daughter to write about true love. 93

Su Qingge felt very distressed,

A man, in order to let his daughter know what the true view of love is, he tore open his scars, and he also described beautiful love to her, but he never got the beauty.

Never, never ever...