She had a cold face, tore her face with Zhuang Long, and said back to him, "I'm busy with Bruce again, and I'll take time to take him out to play."

"It's not like we've been married for six years, and I haven't played together once."

It is ironic that the dragon has nothing to say.

He is the one who loses.

He waved his hand irritably and said, "Go away, I don't want to see you."

Turn away and leave.

Walking to the restaurant, thinking of something, suddenly turned away, looked at Zhuang Long's back to her figure, and said, "It's nearly the 18th."

The next day it was 18.

He turned around, his face glaring.He asked, “What happened to number 18?”

With a straight mouth, it looks very complicated.“Nothing.”She shook her head, apparently not wanting to say more.

Zhuang Long raised his eyebrows high, "You have to say it bluntly, don't say half and leave half."The feeling that knowing something but not knowing is really torturing people.

"You don't even remember."

Turn around and go, as if angry.

Zhuang Long stared at the woman's tall and tall shadow, feeling and wondered, he couldn't help but think seriously -

What is a special day on the 18th?

He deliberately turned over the calendar, not an important holiday, nor his departure and Zhuang Qilin's birthday, nor the day of marriage and divorce.

Just as Zhuang Qilin finished the fish, he saw his father looking at the calendar and asked him, “Dad, what are you thinking?”

Zhuang Long subconsciously asked the question in his heart, "What is the special day of the 18th, do you know?"

Zhuang Qilin also seriously thought about it, and finally shook his head and said, "I don't know."

Neither father nor son knows.

The only one who knows, doesn’t say anything.

That night, the father and son were lying in a bed to sleep, and neither of them was asleep.

Zhuang Long gently patted Zhuang Kirin's arm, and Zhuang Kirin made a um-voice with doubt.Originally, both of them were lying flat, and at this time, Zhuang Long turned over and lay facing his son's side.He asked Zhuang Qilin, “Kin, do you know that you have an aunt?”

He nodded and said, “I know.”

“Do your aunt look like your mother?”

Zhuang Qilin said, "I haven't seen my aunt in many years, and I have heard that my aunt is dead."As for what it looks like...” Zhuang Kirin searched his memory for a long time before saying, “It’s very similar.”

“Your aunt’s boyfriend, is that Bruce?”

He said in surprise, “What?I don't know, Dad, Bruce and my aunt?"

“Don’t you know?”

"I don't know, I just know that my aunt is not well, and then I had surgery, and the result is..." Zhuang Qilin suffocated his mouth, he vaguely remembered the day his aunt died, his mother came back from the hospital, like losing her soul, and began to cry with him.

At a young age, he remembered his mother's sad and sad appearance, and couldn't help but sigh.Zhuang Qilin told Zhuang Long, "My mother and my aunt have good feelings, my aunt is not good, many things can not eat, a lot of sports can not do, my mother will do it on her behalf."They were so emotional that when their aunt died, their mother almost fainted in tears."

Zhuang Long moved in his heart, thought of what, asked Zhuang Qilin, "When your aunt died, was it not the winter of four years ago, not Christmas?"

“Yes!”Zhuang Qilin clearly remembers that before her aunt had surgery, her mother also met to wait for her to complete the operation, and her body recovered, so she took her to Switzerland to see the snow.

It is said that the dragon's heart is heavy.

That's it!

It turned out that when she left the phone call, it was likely that the day her sister's surgery failed.

Finding that his father seemed to be a little uncomfortable, Zhuang Qilin asked him, "Do you not want to, my mother and Bruce?"

“Certainly.”

He asked him, “What about you?“You want Bruce to be your father?”

"I want you to be my dad, but my mother wants to marry Bruce, and what I want most is my mother to be happy."Zhuang Qilin turned over, his cheeks hidden in the soft pillow, he said with a urn, "I am tired of being a child, I will either not get married and be a single aristocrat."If you are married, you will not divorce.”

Zhuang Long smiled and said, "Before I got married, I used to think that I would be a single nobleman for a lifetime, but later..."

Zhuang Kirin's head was raised, looking at his father, and he asked Zhuang Long, "I don't want to get married because my parents are not feeling well."“Dad, why don’t you want to get married?”

The question of Zhuang Qilin was speechless.

Why did he want to be a single noble?

Oddly enough, his adoptive parents were very affectionate and well-loved, although after the death of his adoptive mother, Marvin remarried his wife.But the adoptive father is the adoptive mother, these, Zhuang Long are in the eyes.The question is, why doesn’t he want to start a family?

“Dad’s father and mother, are they not feeling well?”

The questions asked by children seem naive, but they are sharp.

Zhuang Long seriously thought about it, shook his head, and said, "Dad's adoptive parents have good feelings, I don't know why I refuse to get married."He touched his son's head and said, "Sleep, tomorrow we'll go to the sea."

Zhuang Qilin has not yet gone out to play this holiday, and he is looking forward to it.

“All right!”

“I want to surf!”

“I’m going to the sea!”

Zhuang Long laughed at others and said, "I can ask you to surf, but the sea can't, when you are old, we will go to the sea."

“All right.”

The father and son spoke without a word, and after a while, Zhuang Qilin fell asleep.Zhuang Long did not sleep with the child, he lay still, for fear that he would press the child.That night, Zhuang Kirin slept soundly, and Zhuanglong did not sleep well.

When he got up in the morning, Zhuang Kirin was particularly good, and he jumped a few times in his bed.After the jump, put on clean clothes, Zhuang Kirin is the little boy who looks cold and calm.

Zhuanglong is particularly curious, Zhuang Kirin this ghost animal general character, in the end who is inherited?

After eating breakfast, before going out, Zhuang Long scanned the calendar, saw the number 17 on the calendar, he squinted his eyes, and his heart was always uneasy.The father and son did not drive, they each carried a backpack, which was what they needed to use.

The two took the subway line D and got off at the terminal.

Coney-Island Beach was particularly lively today, with Zhuanglong opening a room nearby, and they went to the room to change clothes and went to the beach with their empty hands.There are a lot of people on the beach, there are umbrellas everywhere, and there are people who pursue the skin color of wheat lying directly on the beach to soak up the sun.