Recast youth

Chapter 1483 The “indifferent” Kong Caocao

Suddenly it began to drizzle outside the window.

Ke Meng stood in front of the transparent glass of the cafe with a cup of coffee, looking motionless at everything outside the window. His eyes fell through the rain curtain on the Mercedes-Benz S600 that was leaving in the rain.

My mind is stuck on the last clip of "Westward Journey" directed by Stephen Chow:
On the tower in the desert, under the setting sun, the Sunset Warrior and the reincarnation Zixia kissed each other. Zixia looked at the Monkey King who was gradually disappearing in a daze, and she seemed to have doubts in her heart, and asked:

"That man looks so weird."

Sunset Warrior looked at it, smiled cynically, and said:
"I saw it too, he looks like a dog."

The Monkey King just walked away carrying the stick in silence.

In Ke Meng's eyes, the impression Ye Feng gave her just now was that of the Monkey King who left lonely carrying a stick and disappeared into the crowd in Journey to the West.

In fact, Ke Meng didn't hate Ye Feng.

Rather, he said that he hated Ye Feng a little bit. He obviously cared about Sister Jing Ke, but he didn't even have the courage to take the initiative. Could it be that if you like someone or love someone, you shouldn't take the initiative?
Then Ke Meng sighed.

Isn’t Sister Jing Ke such a person?
Ke Meng turned around, and then his eyes fell on the black coffee left by Ye Feng. Not long after the time passed, the coffee was still steaming, and the traces of heat continued to rise.

It was accompanied by a faint, indescribable smell that made Ke Meng's brows frown into several peaks.

Then Ke Meng put down her coffee and elegantly picked up the black coffee ordered by Ye Feng. She hesitated for a while, followed the rim of the cup, and carefully took a full sip. Suddenly, she felt a bitter taste that she had never tasted before. It attacked her sensitive taste buds, and she subconsciously wanted to spit it out, but she didn't, so she swallowed it while holding back the bitterness.

At this time, Ke Meng understood a little bit why Ye Feng ordered this cup of black coffee. Because it was bitter, the bitterness of coffee was like life, and he was willing to taste this bitter taste that ordinary people didn't want to get.

Or maybe he was punishing himself.

"It's really hard."

The corner of Ke Meng's mouth curled up in an incomprehensible arc, and then he faced the drizzle of rain outside the window again, then picked up the black coffee in the cup and drank it all in one gulp.

……

……

The Forbidden City is adjacent to the courtyard courtyard on Beichizi Street to the east.

A woman stood under the eaves of the courtyard. She looked about thirty years old, had an intellectual and slender figure, and her hair was neatly tied with only a few strands hanging down. She turned around.

What was revealed was a face that looked like it had stepped out of a painting.

cool.

Exquisite without a single flaw.

But when the light rain fell, her cold face suddenly softened a lot. She lowered her head and found in her arms a child with white skin, about a few months old, wearing a small white down jacket, thick and with down. The hat covered his face.

The woman lifted her hat, revealing a little face that was slightly red from the cold. Her eyelashes were very long, and her eyes revealed the purity that only a child can have. Perhaps because she saw her mother, the little girl smiled with a small face and her eyes curved into crescents. , giggling at the woman.

"Little Pianhong, tell mom, are you cold?"

The woman looked at the little girl giggling with affection and distress, and asked with a soft smile. The smile was so gentle that it seemed to raise the cold temperature in Yanjing a little.

The little girl was still giggling at the woman.

"I just know how to giggle, but I don't know how to express coldness. I don't know when you will learn to speak."

The woman laughed and shook her head, and then said with relief: "Just wait a little longer, and your vicious grandpa will come back, and then it won't be cold when we go home."

Also at this time.

A black Volkswagen that was thrown into the traffic was inconspicuous and only a few people could see its traces. It drove from the street. The car was going very fast, but it stopped steadily in front of the young mother and daughter at the entrance of the courtyard.

Kong Zhong got out of the car first from the back seat.The light rain is still falling.

He first glanced at Kong Jingke and little Pianhong in his arms. He originally wanted to ask if he was tired on the way back and if little Pianhong felt uncomfortable on the plane, but his words changed when he spoke.

His face also became rigid and cold, and his tone was reproachful: "It's such a cold day, why didn't you tell me in advance that you were back? Can you bear it, can the child bear it?"

"You are already in your thirties, and you can't even take care of a child."

With that said, Kong Zhong took little Pianhong from Kong Jingke's arms with a half-grabbing gesture, and walked towards the gate of the courtyard. As he walked, he looked at little Pianhong in his arms. His skin was so good. , the eyes are really beautiful, like natural black stones.

And he is not afraid of life either.

Kong Zhong couldn't help but want to smile, but after glancing back, he retracted his smile. His body was upright, and the expression on his face was as cold as he wanted.

Only at the moment when he lowered his head, Kong Zhong's face became softer and he said in an inaudible voice: "Much prettier than your mother."

Kong Jingke frowned as he watched Kong Zhong walk in with his daughter in his arms. As soon as he came back, he gave her a cold face, as if he owed him money. If Ke Meng hadn't been persuading him to come back, saying that he was a Spring Festival If he is in Yanjing, he will not come back without the company of his relatives.

Zhong Min and Liu Zhengping parked their cars and walked over.

Liu Zhengping was a bodyguard, and because of his withdrawn personality, he didn't say much. He just nodded to Kong Jingke. Zhong Min looked at Kong Jingke with a smile and said, "Don't be angry. Mr. Zhong has such a temper. He has a hard mouth but a soft heart. In fact, he was very happy to have you back. When he saw it was raining, he was afraid that you would freeze, so he asked me to drive the car very fast along the way."

"Let's go in first. It's quite cold outside."

Zhong Min greeted Kong Jingke.

"Ah."

Kong Jingke nodded. After more than 30 years, how could she not know what kind of man her father was?Just seeing the back of him walking in with little Pianhong in his arms, Kong Jingke also softened his heart and said nothing more.

More than a year has passed.

His back was still strong, but there was a trace of silver hair on his temples.

The inner court.

Kong Zhong carried Xiao Pianhong back to the lobby. Then he felt that the light rain outside might affect the temperature inside the room. Then he turned on the lights and closed all the doors in the lobby except for one. As long as the door was closed, the heating The temperature will rise soon.

Soon, Kong Jingke and Zhong Min also came in.

Kong Zhong, who was sitting on the Grand Master's chair, said without raising his head: "Close the door."

After Zhong Min came in, he glanced at Kong Zhong cautiously. There was no expression on his face, making it difficult to understand what he meant. Then Kong Jingke came in without saying a word.

Zhong Min felt that the atmosphere in the room was as heavy as mercury. If he stayed any longer, he might be implicated, so he said something and hurriedly went out, not to get involved in the father and daughter's affairs.

"Let me hug."

When Kong Jingke saw Kong Zhongshu holding Xiao Pianhong, he couldn't help but stepped forward to take Xiao Pianhong back.

Kong Zhong didn't give in and said impatiently: "Isn't it different if I hold you? It's good if you can take good care of yourself."

Kong Jingke said in his heart, I am over 30 years old, and I am doing well now. Moreover, I also brought little Pianhong by myself before. But when I just came back, Kong Jingke didn’t want to quarrel with Kong Zhong, so he endured the dissatisfaction in his stomach. , stood in front of Kong Zhong, looked at him and said: "The posture you are holding is wrong. Pianhong is still young and has soft bones. He cannot stand and must be held horizontally."

"What do you want me to say? I don't know better than you? Have you only been a parent for how many days?"

Kong Zhong criticized Kong Jingke three times in a row, but despite his words, he still hugged Xiao Pianhong sideways, but the expression on his face was still like an eternal iceberg.

"Forget it, if you want to hug her, just hold her. Don't let go. She will sleep with you at night."

Kong Jingke was too lazy to talk to this stubborn man. He found a chair and sat down without saying a word. However, his mind thought about the phone call Ke Meng had just received.

(End of this chapter)