"Click—"
The sound of the door closing faintly reached the ears of Lin Beichen's parents, who were busy in the kitchen.
Zheng Xia, Lin Beichen's Mother, paused her knife for a moment while cutting vegetables, turned to look at Lin Xiangdong, who was helping her, and who was also Lin Beichen's Father, and asked with a confused look, "Lao Lin, did you hear something?"
"Something?"
Lin Xiangdong looked confused. He pushed open the kitchen door and glanced around the house, finding nothing unusual. He then returned to the kitchen, shaking his head and smiling, "It's been thundering outside the whole time. You must have misheard."
"Oh."
Zheng Xia nodded, continued cutting vegetables, and sighed with a smile, saying, "I am indeed a bit on edge today. Chenchen just finished the college entrance examination and went straight into his room as soon as he came back. I don't know how he did."
Speaking of this, she suddenly thought of something and asked without turning her head, "Oh, right, Lao Lin, didn't you open the door for our son? What was his expression like when he came back?"
"Expression..."
Lin Xiangdong recalled, but his own expression turned sour first, saying, "He seemed a bit dazed. He went back to his room without even greeting me."
"Then he didn't do well?"
Zheng Xia's heart immediately tightened, and she muttered, "Our son has been working so hard for the past month or so. Is it because the pressure was too much? Did he not perform well because he wanted to do too well?"
As she spoke, her heart felt heavy. She turned and glared at Lin Xiangdong, saying, "Don't you dare bring your work attitude home and ask our son a bunch of questions. Don't say anything before our son speaks himself!"
Lin Xiangdong: ...
Lin Xiangdong felt bitter. He didn't say anything, yet she said she felt uncomfortable and took it out on him.
Of course, he only muttered this in his heart and didn't dare to say it out loud. He just nodded and focused on his task of helping.
"Speaking of which, our son is at least sensible. I've seen his efforts over this last month..."
"My dear!"
Lin Xiangdong interrupted Zheng Xia's muttering. He quickly put the just-washed vegetables into the colander, pointed out the window, and asked with a bewildered look, "Look, isn't that our son?"
"What??"
Zheng Xia quickly looked up, following Lin Xiangdong's refer to direction, and looked out the window.
Outside the window, the heavy rain was still pouring down incessantly. Thunderbolt flashed in the sky continuously. In the alternating light and dark, a tall figure stood downstairs, letting the heavy rain wash over him!
"Why wouldn't it be?"
Zheng Xia pinched Lin Xiangdong's arm hard and complained angrily, "Our son was wearing those clothes today!"
"Chenchen must not have done well today and was too shocked!"
"Thinking about it, yes, he worked hard for over a month, but didn't perform well, so he must be very stimulated!"
"..."
Her mouth didn't stop. As she spoke, she pinched Lin Xiangdong beside her again: "What are you still standing here for? Hurry up and come with me to talk to our son and bring him back!"
"Hey, hey, hey, how can you talk to Chenchen with this mood!"
Lin Xiangdong ignored his aching arm and quickly grabbed Zheng Xia, who was about to leave, saying, "You stay home and continue cooking. Wait for me to bring Chenchen back so he can have a hot meal!"
"Then hurry!"
"Okay, okay, okay!"
Lin Xiangdong rushed out in a hurry. Concerned about his son, he didn't even have time to find an umbrella, only remembering when he was about to leave the building.
"Oh, forget it!"
Lin Xiangdong didn't want to waste time going back home for an umbrella.
Looking at Lin Beichen, who was already drenched outside the building, his clothes sticking to his body, and staring blankly at the sky.
He sighed and walked to Lin Beichen's side with a pained expression. He didn't say anything, just sat down gently beside him, lifted his head, and looked at the sky.
Father's love is silent, yet it never stops!
Two people, two generations, just sat side by side like this.
Time passed quickly in silence.
Gradually, the wind stopped, and the rain lessened.
Lin Beichen slowly came back to his senses and finally discovered his Lao Ba sitting beside him!
Although he hadn't found the feeling he had before, he had entered that state of immersion and was not aware of anything in the outside world.
"Lao Ba?"
Lin Beichen looked at Lin Xiangdong, who was as soaked as he was, with a confused look, and asked in surprise, "What are you doing here?"
"Son, victory and defeat are common in military affairs."
Lin Xiangdong didn't answer Lin Beichen's question. He looked at him with deep eyes, a solemn expression, patted his shoulder, and comforted him, "It's okay if you didn't do well. Lao Ba won't blame you. Don't have any pressure. In fact, the college entrance examination is not the only way out. Effort is! As long as you've tried your best, that's enough. The result is often not that important sometimes. You will always be Lao Ba's pride..."
Lin Beichen: ???
This confused him.
What is all this about?
Lin Beichen quickly waved his hand to interrupt his Lao Ba, who was still comforting him, and said with a strange expression, "Lao Ba, did you misunderstand?"
"Misunderstand?"
"Yes!"
Lin Beichen nodded, laughing and crying, "I'm not here in the rain because I didn't do well. I was just thinking of observing the lightning, and wondering... can people control this kind of supernatural power?"
Lin Xiangdong: ???
Now it was his turn to be confused, or more accurately, dumbfounded.
This child couldn't have not done well...
And gone crazy from the shock??
...
Lin Xiangdong subconsciously moved his butt to the side, carefully looked at Lin Beichen up and down, and said nervously, "Son, don't scare Lao Ba. What's wrong with you? What nonsense are you talking?"
"I..."
Lin Beichen originally wanted to say something, but then he thought about it and felt that whatever he said, a normal person probably wouldn't be able to accept his idea, so he simply didn't bother to explain anything: "Lao Ba, I'm really fine."
As he spoke, seeing that the rain had stopped and there was no more Thunderbolt, he knew it was useless to stay outside, so he changed the subject and said, "Okay, okay, Lao Ba, let's go home. Mom should have finished cooking, right?"
"This..."
Lin Beichen's words were all over the place, completely unlike his usual self. Lin Xiangdong felt strange no matter how he thought about it. He worriedly raised his hand again to touch Lin Beichen's forehead and muttered, "He doesn't have a fever either. That's right, how could he get a fever so quickly after just being in the rain..."
Lin Beichen: ...
He didn't want to sit here anymore, fearing that his Lao Ba would give him some more checks later.
"Lao Ba, I'm going home to eat first. If you want to sit, you can continue to sit here!"
"Hey? Wait for me!"
Lin Xiangdong quickly got up and followed. Looking at his son's back, his eyes were still full of worry: "No, I still have to tell your Mom about this situation later!"