Chapter 92 Silly Son

At the end of the nearly three-hour meeting, Lu Siyuan refused the lunch at noon, and went back to the office to pull the quilt. He fell asleep as soon as the pillow touched it.

Although the time is not enough, two hours is enough to relieve all kinds of discomfort in his body. Although it is still not very comfortable, it is much better than when he just got out of bed in the morning.

"Mayor, your lunch." Zhou Suqi came in and looked at it a few times. The door to the lounge was closed. When Lu Siyuan came back, he fell on the bed. The warm lunch in the incubator was almost cold, and he finally saw it. "Are you feeling better?"

Lu Siyuan nodded and turned over the documents on the table, "I'm fine."

Listening to the still hoarse voice, Zhou Suqi finally didn't say anything, just put the prepared lunch and a box of cold medicine on the coffee table, "You eat something first, I have prepared cold medicine for you."

Lu Siyuan nodded, glanced at the table on the table and his schedule in the afternoon, then got up and walked to the sofa, his legs were still a little weak, although his waist eased a little, but the soreness still made him look unsightly.

"I see, go get busy."

"You don't have a good throat. Talk as little as possible." Zhou Suqi took two steps and stood beside the sofa. His eyes fell on the Band-Aid on Lu Siyuan's neck, because it was buried under the collar. , she hadn't noticed at all before, "What's wrong with your neck?"

Lu Siyuan raised his head and touched it, frowned slightly, lowered his eyes and opened the insulation box, "It's scratched."

"Have you been to the hospital? Is it serious? How can you scratch your neck?" Zhou Suqi was a little worried, and when she was worried, she couldn't control her words.

Lu Siyuan shook his head, "No problem, Secretary Zhou, inform Deputy Mayor Li that he will preside over the afternoon meeting."

Zhou Suqi was stunned for a moment, then smiled uncomfortably, "Okay, I'll tell you right away, you can eat first."

After sending Zhou Suqi away, Lu Siyuan touched the Band-Aid on his neck, his thin lips pursed slightly, his eyes filled with anger, that man definitely did it on purpose!

Picking up the chopsticks and taking a mouthful of rice, Lu Siyuan stretched out his fingertips slightly hesitantly and rubbed the place, the corners of his mouth curved slightly...

The body seems to still have the man's scalding temperature, domineering kisses, rude hugs...

Lu Siyuan stretched out his hand to cover his eyes, if it were a lifetime...

He suddenly put down his hand, frowned, and the corner of his lips slowly raised a smile, with a hint of mockery.

What kind of relationship are they talking about for a lifetime?

People, as expected, are all greedy, and those who desire to get are always greedy and want more.

Nostalgia is not a good habit.

Playing with the food with his chopsticks, Lu Siyuan gradually put away his extravagant desires and unrealistic thoughts. That's it, stop being greedy, and go wherever he goes.

If it doesn't really belong to you, you can't hold it tightly, otherwise, the sand at your fingertips will only flow faster and faster...

"Knock knock..."

The knock on the door interrupted Lu Siyuan's thoughts, and Lu Siyuan suppressed the look on his face, "Come in."

Zhou Suqi pushed open the door, "Mayor, uncle is looking for you."

When Lu Siyuan heard Zhou Suqi's words, the hand holding the chopsticks froze subconsciously. He stood up, put down the chopsticks in his hand, and walked towards the door with his feet raised. Sure enough, he saw Lu Mingtao at the door.

"dad……"

Lu Mingtao looked at him, smiled slightly, and raised the soup box in his hand, "I heard that you haven't had lunch yet, so I brought you soup."

Lu Siyuan looked at Lu Mingtao in confusion.

Zhou Suqi hurriedly said, "I'm sorry, I forgot to tell you that my uncle called to ask if you were in the office before, so I told my uncle."

"Come in and sit, Dad." Lu Siyuan stepped aside and let Lu Mingtao in.

Lu Mingtao nodded towards Zhou Suqi, "Xiao Zhou, you are busy."

Zhou Suqi nodded quickly, watching Lu Mingtao enter the office, and quickly went to the tea room to make tea for him.

Lu Mingtao walked in and looked at the work meal that was about to get cold on the table. He felt a little sour. He put the box in his hand on the table, took the cold rice from the table, and put the soup and two side dishes on the table. Handing the chopsticks to him, he said, "Eat it quickly, it should be cold in a while."

Lu Siyuan held the chopsticks, hesitated for a moment, and started to eat.

Seeing Lu Siyuan eating with big mouthfuls, Lu Mingtao was a little absent-minded. For this son, he was really derelict.

When he left behind because of the trauma of his marriage and family, the old man had already laid out everything for the Lu family to do what he liked. He didn't think about anyone, everything in the family, his elderly father, and his young children. , he just selfishly thought that he had followed everything that his father arranged for him for so many years, and it was because of the marriage that his father insisted on setting for him, which caused such a painful scene.

When such a big incident happened, he was only concerned with sorting out all the chaos. From learning that his son was injected with drugs to successfully detoxification, he didn't even go to talk to his son about what he experienced during that period, and so on. At the end, seeing that there is no abnormal son, he directly ignored the child and was busy going to his father to fight for his humane result.

Later, when this child took over from him and carried the Lu family and his father's expectations for him, he even felt relieved that the son took over the Lu family and the road that had already been paved. The guilt has subsided, but he has never asked his son if he is really willing to go this way, if he has his own real preferences...

The son is so old, but he has never fulfilled his father's responsibilities, never fulfilled his father's responsibilities. He also didn't know that his son didn't mention marriage because he had possessions and was of the same sex...

Zhou Suqi knocked on the door, pushed in and brought water to Lu Mingtao, "Uncle, your tea."

"OK, thank you."

"No, let's talk."

Watching Zhou Suqi leave, Lu Mingtao turned his head just as Lu Siyuan put down his chopsticks after eating, and began to slowly clean up the tableware on the table.

"Are you full?" Lu Mingtao got up and went to the table to get a cup for Lu Siyuan, took him a cup of warm water and handed it to him.

"En." Lu Siyuan took the water from Lu Mingtao and responded.

The father and son were sitting on the sofa, not far from each other, but it was the first time in so many years that they were silent.

"Siyuan..." Lu Mingtao cleared his throat and broke the silence, his mouth full of guilt, "Dad is very sorry for what happened back then."

Lu Siyuan's fingers wandered along the edge of the quilt, raised his head to look at Lu Mingtao, and twitched the corner of his mouth, "It's not Dad's fault."

"Son, if you say that, it will only make Dad more aware of how failed my father is." Lu Mingtao clenched his upper and lower rows of teeth, and clasped his hands on his knees, shaking uncontrollably.

"Dad, it's really not your fault." Lu Siyuan shook his head.

"I don't even know..." Lu Mingtao's eyes were red and tears rolled down his lower eyes. He raised his hand and wiped it away, unable to speak the words choked in his throat.

"Dad, don't blame yourself so much." Lu Siyuan looked at his father, his eyes gradually getting wet, "I'll be even more sad if you blame yourself so much."

Lu Mingtao bent his back straight, the fluid in his eyes couldn't stop, the man who had been strong for half his life was so choked that his shoulders were twitching.

Lu Siyuan leaned over and patted his father's shoulder, "Dad."

Lu Mingtao rubbed his face fiercely, raised his head to look at Lu Siyuan, "Why didn't you tell Dad at that time?" Such a young son, he carried so much by himself, such a dirty past, he even left his young son alone Twenty years on the back.

"Does it change anything? Things have already happened, and speaking in that situation will only make the situation worse. Our family has been separated. Xiaomin and I have no mother, and we can't lose our father." Lu Siyuan shrugged, crying with a smile on his face, his twisted face forced himself not to cry.

The situation at the time, he knew if he said it. There will only be one result. The irrational father will die with the woman. The Lu family at that time could no longer withstand such a blow.

"Silly son!" When Lu Mingtao heard this, he grabbed his son's shoulders and cried out in a broken-hearted manner.

At that time, his eleven-year-old son, the day before the kidnapping case, relied on the son who was going to climb on his back and let him carry it home. He saw a bird's nest on the side of the road, and he wanted to sit on his shoulder to dig for birds.The son of the nest!In the kidnapping one day later, he actually carried such a cruel and dirty truth, and he carried it alone for 20 years——