"Dad, why aren't you asleep yet so late?"
In Lin Yao's apartment, a girl in a pure white nightgown was wrapped in a quilt. The phone suddenly rang. She picked it up and saw that it was a call from her father, Lin Duanzheng.
Picking up the phone, Lin Yao asked softly.
"Please buy me a plane ticket to Kyoto."
Lin Duanzheng did not respond to his daughter's concern, and spoke in a slightly stiff voice.
Recently, he and Lin Yao have been talking on the phone much more frequently than before. The father and daughter can contact each other two or three times a week, which is more than the total number of contacts in the previous two years.
However, Lin Duanzheng is still not used to communicating with his daughter, or rather, he is not good at expressing his emotions.
When the two of them talked on the phone, Lin Yao usually did the most talking, and he would just respond briefly.
But even so, Lin Yao is already very satisfied.
"When do you plan to come? Fang Xiaole and his crew will be arriving next Tuesday, and recording should start Thursday or Friday."
Lin Yao asked.
"Then please book me a ticket for next Tuesday."
Lin Duanzheng paused and suddenly asked:
"Lin Yao, that boy, um...didn't do anything excessive to you, right?"
Lin Yao was stunned for a moment, then her cheeks turned slightly red, and she understood what her father meant.
"dad......"
She didn't know how to answer for a moment.
If it was her mother Haiyao who asked this question, it wouldn't be so awkward. It's always a bit awkward for a father and daughter to talk about such topics, not to mention that Lin Yao and her father have never had a close relationship.
"Lin Yao, you have to remember that girls must respect themselves, so that your future husband will respect you, understand?"
Lin Duanzheng was probably a little embarrassed, but out of his responsibility as a father, he still gave Lin Yao a serious warning.
"I understand. Thank you, Dad. Fang Xiaole respects me very much. We agreed to wait until after we get married..."
Lin Yao was touched. It was rare for her father to show his concern for her so obviously.
"Well, that's good. It's getting late, you should go to bed early too."
"dad!"
Lin Duanzheng was about to hang up the phone when Lin Yao suddenly called him.
"What's wrong?"
"Dad, have you contacted Mom recently?"
Lin Yao bit her lips lightly, hesitated for a moment, and finally asked.
"Why would I contact her?"
When he heard Haiyao's name, Lin Duanzheng's voice immediately turned cold.
"Dad, Mom called me two days ago. She said she wanted to make it up to me and fulfill her motherly responsibilities to me again."
Lin Yao paused, but Lin Duanzheng didn't say anything. She was a little nervous and whispered:
"Mom is also raising a little daughter alone now. It's really hard for her. I think..."
"Stop talking!"
Lin Duanzheng suddenly interrupted his daughter and said coldly:
"That woman is not worthy of being your mother. Don't mention her in front of me anymore!"
"Dad, I know you've always cared about Mom. Can you two meet and talk about it?"
When Lin Yao heard her father wanted to hang up the phone, she hurriedly said.
Lin Yao has always had a wish in her heart - that her father, mother and she can form a happy family again.
"I said, don't mention this woman again!"
Lin Duanzheng's voice suddenly became louder and his tone became more severe.
"Dad, what happened between you and Mom back then? Why won't you both tell me?"
Lin Yao couldn't help but ask.
When she was eight years old, her parents were already estranged, but so many years have passed and Lin Yao still doesn't know what happened between her parents.
Is it just a simple emotional discord?
Or is it because my mother Haiyao knows that actor?
Or is there some other reason?
What happened between her parents back then has always been a source of worry for Lin Yao, and has accompanied her since childhood.
This also largely contributed to her personality today.
Lin Yao really wanted to know why her once happy family was broken up.
"It's been so long, I've already forgotten about it. Okay, let's leave it at that."
Lin Duanzheng said this in a stiff voice and hung up the phone without waiting for Lin Yao to speak again.
"dad!"
Lin Yao wanted to say something, but there was only a busy tone on the phone.
"Dad, Mom..."
Beep beep beep.
Lin Yao put down her phone in a daze and shrank back into the quilt again.
She remembered her childhood, when she watched her parents pretending to be normal in front of her. After she pretended to fall asleep, she saw through the crack of the door that her parents were like strangers, one sleeping in the bedroom and the other in the study.
At that time, she always pulled the quilt hard and wrapped herself tightly, as if this was the only way to resist the chill that kept surging in her heart.
At this moment, Lin Yao wrapped herself tightly in the quilt, just like she did when she was a child.
Suddenly, she seemed to remember something, and she stretched out her white arms from under the quilt and took out the mobile phone on the bedside table.
This is the new mobile phone that Fang Xiaole gave her when he came to Kyoto last time.
When she opened the photo gallery on her phone, it was full of photos of her and him.
Lin Yao flipped through the pictures one by one, recalling that night when the two of them walked from the living room, sofa, kitchen to bedroom...
There are photos of the two of them in every room.
Lin Yao looked at one of the photos, which was also taken on this bed. At that time, the two of them had planned to sit on the edge of the bed together to take a photo, but she did not sit firmly and fell into Fang Xiaole's arms, pressing him down on the bed.
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