Tingyun tried his best to control himself and said in as calm a tone as possible:

"Right or wrong? Dad, for so many years, you have always thought that you are right and you are the victim. Have you never thought that you and your mother have reached that point, and you have your own problems?"

Dad didn't expect him to say this, and was shocked and angry: "What's wrong with me? She is the irresponsible person!"

He glared at Tingyun angrily:

"You actually speak for her? As the old saying goes, 'the fragrance is far away and the smell is near', it's really true.

"She doesn't want you. I worked hard to bring you up alone, but now you have your elbows turned out!

"If I had known that you were cheating like this, I might as well not have wanted you in the first place!"

When Tingyun heard the words, he felt that the grievances he had suppressed for many years surged up, like waves lapping against the bank of reason.

He suddenly raised his head and stared at his father, his eyes bright astonishingly:

"Why did mom leave? Isn't it because your decadence made her lose hope?

"My mother has left, but at least she was taking good care of me when she was here!

"What about you? Besides feeding me, what else have you done for me?

"Have you taken care of my life? Have you cared about my studies? Have you cared about what I think?

"You only care about your emotions and your dreams. If your dreams are frustrated, you will blame everyone.

"You always feel that others are sorry for you, but you never look for the reasons from yourself!"

When the father and son were quarreling, grandma kept trying to stop them, but both of them got angry and couldn't stop them no matter what.

Especially Tingyun, the grievances that have been accumulated for many years and have never been expressed to her mouth finally burst out today. Like a river bursting its banks, it is completely uncontrollable.

Dad was shocked by these words.

Over the years, he has always positioned himself as a tragic father who worked hard to raise his son.

In order to support his son, he compromised with his life, doing a job he didn't like, and also saved money to buy the house they rented from the landlord.

He thought that his son understood and appreciated his efforts. But it turned out that his son was actually so dissatisfied?

The shock was too great! He couldn't accept it.

He stared at his son, his hands clenched tightly and trembling slightly.

At that moment, Zingyun almost thought that his father would not be able to help but beat someone.

But dad didn’t, he was always a gentle man.

He just stared at Tingyun for a long time, and finally threw the photo album in his hand on the coffee table, opened the door and went out without saying a word.

Grandma turned to look at Zingyun and sighed: "It was fine at first. Alas, why should I pack the cabinet when I have nothing to do?"

"I was impulsive." Tingyun said apologetically to his grandma, bent down to help her pick up the things on the floor, climbed up the ladder and put them back in the wall cabinet.

Grandma looked up at him and sighed again:

"Tingyun, I know you have a lot of grievances in your heart. When you were a child, you really endured hardship!

"But your dad, it's not that he doesn't care about you and doesn't take care of you. He actually does his best. He's just always a bit childish and can't cope with life.

"Oh, it's my fault too. I didn't let him do anything since he was a child, I just let him concentrate on studying.

"As a result, he really grew up to be a nerd, ignorant of the ways of the world, high-spirited, and living without any fireworks..."

Tingyun closed the ladder and put it behind the door, pretending to be relaxed and comforting her grandma:

"I told you not to take it too seriously. What does it have to do with you? Don't worry about it. It's time to sleep and watch dramas."

Grandma comforted him a few more words.

Tingyun responded hummingly, and when grandma went back to her room to take a nap, he turned around, picked up the photo album, returned to his room, and lay on the bed to read through it slowly.

Those past stories, those he remembered and what he heard from his grandma and dad, came to mind one by one at this time.

The first page of the photo album shows their father and mother, Mu Qian and Jingyi, when they were in college.

At that time, Mu Qian was a talented person in the music department, and his cello playing seemed to be alive and could enchant people's souls.

Jingyi is a calm and intelligent girl majoring in business administration. She plunges headlong into the passion and romance of a musical talent, becoming happy and intoxicated.

Mu Qian didn't know at first that his girlfriend was actually a rich girl. It wasn't until he was about to graduate that the relationship was opposed, and he didn't know that their family backgrounds were so different.

But both of them feel that this is not a problem and want to be together without hesitation.

Jingyi chose to be with Mu Qian, even at the expense of cutting off contact with her family.

From school uniforms to wedding dresses, the two established a legendary love.

In the beginning, life was indeed sweet and happy.

Mu Qian joined the Provincial Symphony Orchestra with his superb performance skills.

Jing Yi studied business administration, originally to prepare for entering the family business. Now that she has given up family support for love, this road has been cut off.

She went to work as an accountant in a private company and worked hard like any girl from an ordinary family.

One year after the marriage, Tingyun was born. Jingyi resigned and stayed at home to take care of him, while Mu Qian raised the family by himself.

The family is harmonious and beautiful, thinking that they will spend their whole lives happily like this.

But later, everything changed.

Mu Qian is a very idealistic person, arrogant and arrogant, and does not know how to adapt.

Not long after entering the Provincial Symphony Orchestra, he discovered that this place was not the pure art palace he imagined, but like other places, there were all kinds of complicated interpersonal relationships.

Being simple and upright, he couldn't adapt to these things. Day after day, he accumulated a lot of dissatisfaction in his heart.

Eventually, these dissatisfactions erupted over competition with another person for the position of principal cellist.

Mu Qian's playing level was slightly better, but he lost in the competition because that person had a profound background.

Mu Qian had a big quarrel with the orchestra leader and resigned angrily.

Although Jingyi disapproved of him doing this, she did not blame him, but encouraged him to find another job.

After quitting his job, he could no longer rent the low-cost house in the Provincial Symphony Orchestra. Jingyi rented a house in Lanchengguan for a while, and the family of three moved there together.

That year, Tingyun was three years old.

Tingyun didn't know how old other children were when they remembered things, but he remembered several things from when he was three years old.

For example, my mother frowned and advised my father softly:

"Mu Qian, you can't be so idealistic. This world will never meet your ideals!

"Compromise and find a job. There is not only the cello in your world, but also me and Tingyun!"

Dad waved his arms excitedly: "They don't understand music at all! I don't even bother to be in the provincial symphony orchestra, let alone a place like this!"

For another example, my father was unwilling to go out at first and hid at home playing the piano all day long.

My mother started to go to work, leaving early and coming home late every day. She looked exhausted when she came home every day.

Tingyun didn't understand why his father was unhappy and why his mother was worried. He also didn't understand why they started to argue.

Dad said impatiently: "I told you, she and I have nothing, we just had an artistic exchange!"

My mother's tone was slightly cool: "I'm afraid that if artistic exchange develops, it will turn into emotional exchange."
Chapter completed!