Referring to Xiaobao, Jiang Hai's smile was a little more kind, "did the little guy say anything?"

"Ask me when to go to the capital. My mouth is as sweet as honey." Jiang Yisheng said, "Dad, come in and sit down."

Jiang Hai walked into the room, looked at the musical instruments everywhere in the room, looked at the violin in the cabinet, and flashed some nostalgia between his eyes.

"Ah Sheng, do you remember that violin?"

Jiang Yisheng came over, looked along his eyes, touched the old violin, and smiled, "of course, this is the first violin you gave me."

"Yes, when you said you wanted to learn the violin, I bought it for you. I thought you were not interested in learning it for a while, but I didn't expect you to stick to it for so many years." Jiang Hai sighed.

Jiang Yisheng hooked his lips, took back his eyes and looked at him. There was a clear dark light in his eyes, "Dad, you came to me to tell me something?"

Jianghai slowly turned his face, looked at him, then put his hand on his shoulder and patted him gently.

His tone suddenly became heavy, "ah Sheng, have you been happy in the past three years?"

Jiang Yisheng's green eyes were slightly stunned, forced his face to smile and said, "happy."

"Really?" Jianghai reconfirmed, with a slightly serious expression.

"I want the truth."

Jiang Yisheng's eyes drooped and stopped talking.

His silence, in Jianghai's view, is undoubtedly unhappy.

"Ah Sheng, your mother said that you have been strong for the past three years. You paralyze yourself with work. You can't even laugh." Jiang Hai said slowly.

"You've been obedient since childhood and seldom let us worry. I thought time could forget everything, but now I'm not sure if this sentence is right."

Jiang Yisheng was stunned and looked up at him. He bumped into his gentle eyes and couldn't figure out his thoughts for a moment.

Jiang Hai sighed, and a trace of relief flashed between his eyes. "Ah Sheng, your mother said, you can do what you want. Let me stop you and do what you want."

What Weiya said touched him. Did he really have the heart to see his son die alone and be unhappy all his life?

No, he can't do it, and he can't be cruel.

His stubbornness defeated him. He made the biggest gamble in three years, and he won.

"Dad, you..." Jiang Yisheng looked at him strangely. A bold guess gradually took shape in his heart, but he didn't dare to think about it.

The greater the expectation, the greater the disappointment.

Jiang Hai took back his hand and a relieved smile appeared on his face. "You won, go."

Jiang Yisheng was stunned in place, his ears buzzing, and his head suddenly went blank.

The dull expression successfully amused Jiang Hai. He reached out and patted him on the shoulder, "silly?"

"Dad, you, what do you mean?" Jiang Yisheng reluctantly recovered his voice and spoke stutteringly.

"That's what you think." Jiang Hai smiled. "Go where you want to go."

Then he lifted his feet and went out.

Jiang Yisheng looked at his back blankly, some of whom couldn't react.

I don't know how long later, his eyes burst out a surprise light and jumped up in situ.

He paced back and forth in the room, and his excitement could not be calmed down.

He picked up his cell phone and was about to call excitedly.

The next second, he thought of something and put his cell phone away.

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