A soft and warm palm fell on his head. Cui Zhiduan raised his head and looked up, meeting his father's gentle and encouraging gaze.
"Dad..." His eyes turned red.
Cui Weizhen sighed softly, handed his daughter to his wife, and for the first time, he held his son, who had grown into a little man, into his arms. This shocked Cui Zhiduan. His father had never held him since his enlightenment.
This left him at a loss as to what to do and at a loss.
"This is my parents' fault."
Dad actually apologized! Cui Zhiduan was even more surprised, staring blankly at his father's extraordinarily soft side face.
Cui Weizhen let go of his son and looked directly at him: "My parents are already mature adults and can manage not to be burdened by fame, but they have never considered that you also live under fame, which will give rise to some sorrow and distress.
That's why I never told you about this matter, which is why you gave birth to inner demons. These are the negligence of my parents, and we must apologize to you."
Usually these words are spoken by my mother. Today, my father is so gentle. Is it possible that he and his mother are having an affair?
Cui Zhiduan is still a little silly.
Until his mother also kissed his cheek and encouraged him softly: "Son, you were taught by your father and mother. Now you are the pride of your father and mother. No matter how well you do in the exam, your mother and father can accept it."
.As for what others think..."
She paused deliberately, and then continued with her son's expectant eyes: "So what? Your parents have been discussed a lot over the years, but they have never cared about their thoughts and still follow their own opinions.
Live your life according to your own ideas. Zhi Duan must also be certain. You are Cui Zhi Duan first, and then your father and mother’s son.”
First Cui Zhiduan, then the son of his parents?
Cui Zhiduan was confused. Although he still had a little understanding at this time, he still felt that these words were quite inspiring. Some of the burdens in his heart gradually cracked and he felt relaxed.
His eyes were bright and he asked curiously: "Mom, Dad, how should I be myself?"
This is not an easy question to answer.
Ye Zhenzhen was still frowning and thinking, but Cui Weizhen had already answered. Of course, this may not be called an answer, but a warning would be more appropriate: "This is a very difficult question. Many people have been confused all their lives and still can't be themselves.
But my parents hope that you, and also Zhi Ming, can discover your truest selves, have ideal goals to strive for throughout your life, have principles and bottom lines to resist temptation, and have the ability and confidence to withstand wind and rain... I also hope that you will be healthy and safe.
Be happy. Even if you are doing nothing and being a little rich, as long as you are happy, it is not a big deal."
Cui Zhiduan and Cui Zhiming both opened their eyes wide, their clear eyes full of confusion.
"Dad, it's so hard to be yourself. I'm worried that I can't do it well."
Ye Zhenzhen smiled and flicked his little head: "Little fool, aren't you just doing your own thing now? What daddy means is to let you follow your heart but not be willful, have ideals but not be burdened, no
If you do those trivial things, you won't become a traitor. It doesn't matter whether you are amazingly talented or outstanding, or you will be forgotten by everyone. As long as you live a happy life, it will be fine."
Cui Zhiduan suddenly realized it and clapped his hands proudly: "Ah, it turns out it's so simple. I can learn it soon."
Cui Weizhen and Ye Zhenzhen shook their heads and smiled, then looked at each other in tacit understanding, their eyes full of blessings and concern for being parents.
Raising a child for a hundred years and worrying for ninety-nine, if only it were that simple.