The air seemed to freeze for a moment.
It was the man who spoke first, breaking the silence. He still had a gentle smile on his face, and looked at Bo Yan with a little surprise, "Hello, did you find the wrong person?"
Ruan Mian suddenly came back to his senses. He spoke before Bo Yan and hurriedly explained, "No, he is my roommate and he came to see me."
Bo Yan still didn't say anything, and even didn't change his posture standing at the door.
"Are you here to see Ruan Ruan?" The man smiled again and greeted her generously, "Come in and sit down."
Hearing two of these words, Bo Yan's expression became noticeably colder.
After a two-second pause, he walked to the seat next to Ruan Mian and sat down.
But even though he sat down, Bo Yan's expression was still colder than usual, his eyes were sharper, even full of vigilance, like a sword that could be unsheathed at any time.
The man looked back and forth between Ruan Mian and Bo Yan, and suddenly asked with interest, "Are we really just roommates?"
Ruan Mian blinked blankly, not understanding what the man wanted to ask.
But Bo Yan suddenly raised his eyes and looked at the man.
The two looked at each other for a very brief second, and the man was stunned.
If he was not sure, the boy in front of him looked very young and was Ruan Mian's roommate. He would never believe that this look belonged to a teenager who had just reached adulthood and was not even twenty years old.
Moreover, strangely enough, although it was the first time he saw the boy in front of him, the man always felt that he looked familiar.
Unable to remember it for a moment, the man did not think about it any further. He calmed down and spoke to Bo Yan: "It's not what you think. I'm married and have a good relationship with my wife. Besides, my daughter is as old as you."
After he finished speaking, he saw the boy opposite him with a cold expression, his eyes had a hint of inquiry, as if he was thinking about the truth of his words.
After a moment, Bo Yan turned his head to look at Ruan Mian again, and the cold aura around him finally dissipated a lot.
Ruan Mian was even more confused now.
He had no idea what kind of Tai Chi these two people were practicing.
He didn't know what Bo Yan was thinking, and he didn't know why the man in front of him suddenly mentioned his wife and daughter...
But it was obvious that neither Bo Yan nor the man had any intention of explaining to him.
"Ruan..."
As soon as the man started talking, he received an unfriendly gaze and had no choice but to change the subject: "Ruan Mian, shall we continue with the topic we were talking about?"
Ruan Mian came back to his senses and nodded.
The man glanced at Bo Yan again and asked Ruan Mian for confirmation: "Can I tell you now?"
Ever since Wanwanjiang left, Ruan Mian felt that every little thing that happened was impacting his brain. His head was almost unable to work at this time. He was stunned for two seconds before he finally realized what the man meant. He was asking him if he minded. The next words were heard by Bo Yan.
Ruan Mian pursed her lips, hesitated for a very short moment, and nodded: "Okay, go on."
The moment he agreed, Ruan Mian realized that in his subconscious, he had already placed Bo Yan in a sufficiently intimate position.
After another second of silence, Ruan Mian seemed to have just remembered their previous topic. He spoke, his voice trembling unconsciously: "You just said...you know my, my father?"
The moment he heard these words, Bo Yan completely relaxed his guard. He looked sideways at Ruan Mian with a little surprise.
But Ruan Mian did not notice Bo Yan's gaze at this time. He clenched his hands together subconsciously, and his breathing became unconsciously rapid.
As if sensing his emotions, Bo Yan suddenly reached under the table and gently held his hand.
Ruan Mian was startled when he suddenly felt a warm touch on the back of his hand. His fingers trembled twice, but contrary to his usual behavior, he did not shake off Bo Yan's hand.
"Not really," the man said, his voice heavy but firm, "but I know that your father is a hero."
Ruan Mian's eyes suddenly felt hot. He nodded vigorously and replied, "Yes, he is a very powerful person."
"Do you know?" The man's tone became heavier, and he sighed, "You know your father, why, why..."
But having said this, he repeated it twice but was unable to utter the last two words.
Ruan Mian took over the conversation. He nodded, shook his head, and finally said frankly: "I only know that my father died because he was on a mission to save people, but my mother never told me what the mission was and who he saved."
Yes, his father died.
He died when he was in the third grade of elementary school, and it has been almost ten years now.
He was still too young at that time, and he only knew that his father was a policeman, a very powerful man, the kind of hero in cartoons who punished evildoers.
Before the accident, Ruan Mian only knew that his father had gone on another mission. Before leaving, his father was in a hurry, just like before every mission. But he would take a very short two seconds out of his hurry to give him and his mother a hug, and then comforted them with a steady voice and promised: "Don't worry, wait for me to come back."
But that time, Ruan Mian couldn't wait for his father to come back.
He was less than ten years old at that time, and he didn't even have a clear understanding of death. He would pester his mother over and over again, asking why his father hadn't come back yet.
At that time, his mother couldn't explain the whole story to him, because even if she did, he simply couldn't understand it.
But when he grew up to an age where he could understand, he didn't want to mention it to his mother again, which added to her sadness.
Of course, Ruan Mian also searched the Internet himself, but his father was not a celebrity after all. He was just an ordinary policeman who unfortunately died in a mission.
It has been so long that I can no longer find the original news.
"That was a kidnapping case," the man's deep voice brought Ruan Mian back to her senses, "My daughter was the victim of that case, and your father died trying to save her."
He was at the scene, and he would never forget the tragedy of the scene, but the man was unwilling to describe the specific circumstances to Ruan Mian.
The dead cannot be resurrected, and the more details you know, the more painful it will be.
Ruan Mian raised her head and stared at the man blankly. She opened her mouth but no sound came out.
In fact, it was not surprising. From what the man said at the beginning, if Ruan Mian’s father had not existed, his daughter might have died long ago. Ruan Mian had probably guessed this result.
But when the man really said it in person, Ruan Mian still didn't know what attitude she should adopt towards the person in front of her.
The strength of his hand holding him suddenly increased by two points. Ruan Mian lowered his head and saw Bo Yan's slender index finger tapping twice on the back of his hand, like a silent comfort.
At this moment, Ruan Mian miraculously felt a sense of peace.
After a while, he couldn't help but move his fingers and gently held Bo Yan's hand. Then he slowly calmed down and said softly: "Then why did you come to me this time?"
The man paused, pulled out a bank card from his wallet, pushed it in front of Ruan Mian, and finally told her the purpose of his visit: "There is 500,000 yuan in this card. I know that for your father's life, this 500,000 yuan is not worth mentioning at all, but I still want to give it. This is a little gift from our whole family. I wanted to give it nine years ago, and it's time to give it."
At this point, the man paused for a moment before continuing, "But your mother didn't accept you at that time, and then you moved away, and I couldn't find you. This time it really is fate. I really didn't expect to see your live broadcast on the Gulu platform."
Speaking of this, Ruan Mian suddenly remembered that the first identity of the man in front of him was the investor of this advertisement.
"So..." Ruan Mian hesitated for a moment, but decided to ask directly, "So this is why you chose me for this advertisement?"
As if he didn't expect the topic to jump here, the man was stunned for a moment, a faint smile appeared on the corner of his lips, and he said frankly: "No, I'm a businessman. I asked you to shoot the advertisement because I value your popularity, but I am very happy to take this opportunity to meet you in person and hand this card to you in person."
As he spoke, he pushed the card towards Ruan Mian's hand again.
But Ruan Mian did not hesitate. He stretched out a hand and pushed the card back. He shook his head and said, "I appreciate your kindness, but I will not accept this card."
The man was a little anxious now, and he explained hastily: "I really don't have any other intentions. I gave this card just to thank you. Thank you very much. Our whole family will always remember this thanks, but I really can't think of a better way to express my gratitude."
But Ruan Mian still did not waver, as if the 500,000 yuan in this card would not attract him at all. His voice was very light, but his tone was very firm, "You misunderstood, I know you have no other intentions, but I still won't accept it. Although I still don't know the specific circumstances of that year, I think my father just did what he thought was right."
After a pause, Ruan Mian's eyes became somewhat distant, and his voice became even lighter, as if he was afraid of disturbing something. "I still remember a sentence I often heard him say when I was a child, that is, as a people's policeman, it is his responsibility and obligation to protect the people."
Ruan Mian had heard this sentence many times.
Even though he was so little at that time and couldn't understand the meaning of this sentence, it didn't hinder him at all. This sentence was deeply engraved in his heart and would never be erased.
His father just fulfilled his responsibilities and obligations, even if it cost him his life.
The man wanted to say something else, but Ruan Mian suddenly understood something. She tilted her head and smiled at the man, her tone becoming a little more cheerful. "Uncle, please don't embarrass me anymore. If I accept this card, my dad will come to my dream tonight and scold me. I haven't dreamed of him for a long time, and I don't want to be scolded after finally having the chance to dream of him."
The man stared at Ruan Mian for two seconds, his eyes moistened. He also smiled and did not try to persuade her anymore. Instead, he took the card back directly.
After a pause, the man couldn't help himself, raised his hand and gently patted Ruan Mian on the top of his head, and said in a deep voice: "Okay, uncle won't embarrass you, and won't let you be scolded."
"However," the man took his hand back and quickly changed the subject, "But can you please leave your contact information for me so I can invite you out for dinner later?"
If it was just a meal, Ruan Mian didn't think there was anything wrong with it.
So this time he didn't refuse, but left his cell phone number.
…
After experiencing such an unexpected incident, it was impossible for Ruan Mian to calm down immediately. He had no appetite and did not eat anything. He also refused the man's offer to take them back to school, saying that he just wanted to be alone.
The man naturally expressed his understanding. He stood up and prepared to leave first, but before leaving, he couldn't help but look at Bo Yan one more time.
The longer he looked, the more familiar Bo Yan looked to the man. He frowned and thought for two seconds, then suddenly remembered something and asked in surprise, "Are you the son of Bo Qing?"
Ruan Mian's brain, which had not yet resumed functioning, finally activated a little reaction the moment he heard these words.
He looked up at the man in surprise, never expecting that he would know Bo Yan.
The man was still waiting for Bo Yan's answer, and Ruan Mian couldn't help but tilt his head and look at Bo Yan.
But Bo Yan was silent for a long time. He didn't say "yes" or "no" for a long time. Instead, he turned to look at Ruan Mian, gently stroked his fingers, and asked in a low voice: "I want to talk to this uncle. Wait for me outside for a while, okay?"
At that moment, Ruan Mian actually wanted to say "no", and an inexplicable feeling of grievance surged in his heart.
This grievance probably came from the fact that he had placed Bo Yan in a position close enough to allow Bo Yan to know his father and his family, but on the other hand, when talking about Bo Yan's family, Bo Yan wanted to avoid him.
But the moment she met Bo Yan's eyes, Ruan Mian immediately compromised.
Because he had never seen Bo Yan's eyes like that before.
In this look, Ruan Mian clearly read a hint of pleading.
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