Crazy Psychologist Chapter 540

violin!

This really stumped Mu Chun, not to mention performing in front of people, even if it was just to avoid pulling it like a log, it would not be possible to do it without a few years of hard work. Mu Chun stretched out his hand to touch his forehead, but the sweat hadn't come out yet, but he didn't know how to react.

Reject it decisively, right?

No, not the best way.

Otherwise, find a reason to say that you don't want to play the violin today. Shining and Gong Hai's performance is really good, so Dad won't make a fool of himself. Dad's level is the level he has learned in the Youth Activity Center for several years, and he can't compete with the current children at all. Compare.

Or rush into the toilet and say that you have diarrhea. If you are not feeling well, it can always be used as an excuse.

"Just one song, I'm really envious of being able to play together with my father." Shining shoved the violin into Mu Chun's hand.

"Ah, let's eat and eat."

Just when Mu Chun didn't know what to do, Bai Lu urged everyone to prepare for dinner, and when Shining heard that there was something to eat, she immediately turned to Gong Hai and said, "Eat, Xiao Hai, I'm so hungry, my stomach is flat. "

"Okay, then let's eat." Gong Hai replied.

Mu Chun heaved a sigh of relief, and looked gratefully at Bai Lu. Bai Lu blinked at him, and went to greet the child again.

"Xinshan doesn't know anything, so I'm really embarrassed." Luo Yang walked to Mu Chun and explained something for his son in embarrassment.

Mu Chun immediately responded: "You can't blame Shining, I will have to face this matter sooner or later."

"Well, because we don't have time to prepare, we bought these at a nearby restaurant on the way here just now, heated them up, and let's eat them." Bai Lu said while handing out the plates.

Gong Hai suddenly stood up from his seat and snatched the Japanese-style cherry blossom bowl from Bai Lu's hand. Bai Lu originally thought that such a feminine bowl should be the most suitable for her. The family is full of men, and no one would want to use this Bowl it.

Gong Hai snatched the bowl away, and then he said embarrassedly, "I'm sorry, Teacher Bailu, this is daddy's bowl, and no one can use it." After finishing speaking, Gong Hai ran back to the kitchen with the bowl in his hand, The bowl was put in the cupboard.

Ding Jiajun looked at Mu Chun, while Bai Lu asked directly, "Isn't this? Already awake?"

Mu Chun nodded, and then said: "Eat well, if he doesn't mention it, we don't know about it."

The meal was very quiet, and Shining also noticed that everyone at the table had something on their minds, so they also became quiet.

After dinner, Luo Yang was worried that Shining would say something wrong again, so he made an excuse that he wanted to go home early.

"Okay, then let's contact on WeChat. Anyway, we can meet again at the New Year's performance and awards ceremony a week later." Gong Hai politely sent Luo Shanshan to the elevator, and then returned to the house.

"Xiao Hai, are you feeling uncomfortable?" Ding Jiajun asked with concern.

"Father and I have a few words to say." Gong Hai walked up to Mu Chun and grabbed Mu Chun's arm, "Dad, I..."

Ding Jiajun saw that something was wrong with Gong Hai, and tried to comfort him: "That Xiao Hai, it's okay, if there's anything wrong, uncle is here, uncle will take care of you."

"Thank you Uncle Seven, I still have something to say to my father." Gong Hai looked at Ding Jiajun seriously and calmly, and Ding Jiajun could only nod, and looked at Mu Chun with concern when he left the sofa.

Mu Chun waved to him, "I also have something to tell Xiao Hai, why don't you help Teacher Bai Lu wash the dishes together?"

The kitchen door opened, and after the kitchen door closed, only Gong Hai and Mu Chun were left in the living room.

Gong Hai took the photo of him and his father from the piano and put it in front of Mu Chun.

"I'm sorry, I've always been reluctant to admit it, so..." Gong Hai lowered his head and tears rolled down his face.

"Xiao Hai, I've never done well enough. If you need me, I'll always be there." Mu Chun softly said.

Gong Hai sniffled, "I'm fine, I've gotten better a lot. During this time, I'm fine, really fine, thank you and Uncle Seven, you are all good people."

"Gong Hai is a wonderful child, and I am very happy to be with Gong Hai during this period of time, playing the role of a father. This is a role I have never imagined. I always think that being a good father must be A very, very difficult thing.”

"Doctor Mu Chun is doing a good job, can I call you Uncle Mu Chun? I mean in the future... because Xiao Hai can no longer call you Dad, never again." Gong Hai's eyes were red, and his throat was sore. become hoarse.

The light outside the window gradually faded, someone opened the balcony and the sliding door of the living room, the curtains fluttered, and the winter wind blew into the living room, sticking to Gong Hai's tearful face.

"Of course, I really hope to become Xiao Hai's uncle and play the piano with Xiao Hai, although I don't know how to play the violin." Mu Chun said frankly.

"Actually, Dad is not very good at it." Gong Hai raised his hand to wipe away his tears, but before he put his hand down, new tears came out again.

"But I don't know it at all. Maybe I should learn, but the violin is really not easy."

Gong Hai shook his head quickly when he heard it, "Don't learn it, you don't need to learn the instrument you don't want to learn, that's what my father told me at the time, at the beginning he wanted me to practice the violin like him, but I didn't seem to want to. I like it so much. Later, when I heard the sound of the piano, I fell in love with the piano. My father did not force me to learn violin, but took me to the best teacher he could find to teach me the piano, week after week, a year Another year, wind and rain never stop accompanying me to class, and he also gave me this piano~www.mtlnovel.com~ He never asked me to do anything I didn't want to do, he said it was Because you can't do anything without love."

When listening to Gong Hai's words, Mu Chun seemed to see the scene where Gong Yifeng and Gong Hai were talking, and seemed to see Gong Yifeng at the junction of the balcony and the living room, looking at them between the sunlight and the shadows.

"Don't cry, Dad is a very warm person, so is Uncle Seven, and so are you, otherwise, how can you help a child who doesn't know you at all. You are all very warm people, so I know I can't continue to be sad , but I am still very sad, really, Uncle Mu Chun, I still miss my father very much, very much..."

Mu Chun hugged Gong Hai into his arms, and let Gong Hai cry silently on his shoulder.

The sycamore tree, which is as long as winter, seems to never sprout.

Until Gong Hai raised his head, the boy's clear eyes were blurred by tears, and some wool was stained on his cheeks, all from Mu Chun's clothes.

"I'm much better, but it's still sad to think about it. It's like those repeated movements. Every repetition is different, different."

Chapter end

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