When Ni Jianguo called Ni Shang in the morning, he could feel his daughter's fear on the phone. From childhood to adulthood, the thunder in summer was one of Ni Shang's most feared things. On the phone, Ni Jianguo asked Ni Shang if he wanted to stay at his uncle's house for one night, and Ni Shang said no. Among the two uncles, the uncle had a better relationship with the Ni family, and he was not as snobbish as his second uncle, but he could not be very close.

Ni Jianguo told Ni Shang that he would go out to buy the train the next afternoon, and he would arrive at about 8 o'clock tomorrow. While queuing at the train station, Ni Jianguo heard people next to him saying that there would be even more thunderstorms in the entire area tonight. By the way, he bought a ticket for the day. In fact, the meeting was handled in a very serious way, but Ni Jianguo had always been a cautious person in his unit and refused to take a wrong step. On that morning, for some reason he didn't know, he bought an early ticket and cursed in his heart, "Go to the *** meeting, I have to go back one day in advance to accompany my daughter. Since his wife left angrily, his daughter has become the last thing he can catch. Even if he wanted to pull his wife back, Ni Jianguo knew that 80% of it would have to rely on Ni Shang's summons."

After the train, Ni Jianguo thought of buying something for his daughter on the way home and giving her some surprise. Of course, he had to sit down and talk to her about her intimate relationship with the boy named Jiang Zhihan. Although Wang Shuai complained, the boy named Zhou Zhou did not give him a positive answer. To be honest, Ni Jianguo didn't really believe that his daughter was in love, because the boy who had been around her in the past was no worse than this deskmate named Jiang Zhihan. Ni Jianguo thought that no matter what, in order to prevent problems, it would be a mistake to ask Ni Shang to adjust her seat. In addition, he had to sound the alarm bell for her.

The train stopped halfway, and it is said that there was a landslide in front of it due to heavy rain. Ni Jianguo cursed a few times and had to lean on the back of the chair to sleep to survive the unbearable waiting. Sitting in the narrow and crowded hard seat carriage, although Ni Jianguo held it in his hand, he always stopped on the same page and couldn't stand it. He thought about his wife's departure, his entanglement with his lover, his daughter's possible early love, and his struggle at work, and he became more and more irritable.

When the landslide was cleared and the train was on the road again, it was already six hours later. When we arrived in Zhongzhou, it was not the original eight o'clock, but about two o'clock in the middle of the night.

Ni Jianguo called out unlucky. Even the bus was scarce so late. He waved to the taxi. He finally got home and went upstairs. Ni Jianguo took out the key and opened the door. He moved very lightly, afraid of waking up his sleeping daughter.

When he walked into the door, he stepped on something. With the faint lights of the corridor, he saw a pair of sports shoes. He squatted down and picked up the shoes carefully. It was a pair of men's Adidas running shoes, which looked like they were worn by young people, and the style was very fashionable. Ni Jianguo's head exploded with a bang. For some reason, the boy named Jiang Zhihan naturally appeared in his mind. The grievances during this period were not smooth, and he rushed into his heart, and his fists were squeezed to the point of being exposed.

Ni Shang often talked about how his father was good in front of Jiang Zhihan, but he didn't know that this actually had a counterproductive effect. Before seeing Ni Jianguo, Jiang Zhihan had high expectations for him. First, it was because of his love for the house and the mistress. Second, he felt that Ni Shang's personality was so good, and education and parents' words and deeds must be very important reasons.

When he saw Ni Jianguo three times, the impression he left on Jiang Zhihan was worse than that of Jiang Zhihan. If he had been coldly on the bus for the first time, Jiang Zhihan felt very natural, and he did not take it too seriously except for a little bit of the teenage self-esteem. However, after the incident of borrowing the car, Jiang Zhihan felt more and more that Ni Jianguo was a person who liked to follow power. Ni Jianguo repeatedly mentioned Gu Wangshan to Ni Shang's ears, and his enthusiasm for him and the son of the Director of the Education Bureau made Jiang Zhihan feel more obvious. Although sometimes he calmed down, he also thought that he had never really appeared in front of him formally, and he did not have a prominent family. Without a chance encounter, people would look at you with admiration. But these days, Jiang Zhihan has been used to **, including many people in a certain position, looking at him differently. In contrast, Ni Jianguo's indifference made him remember it in his heart.

Ni Shang told Jiang Zhihan too much about Ni Jianguo's principles of being a human being, but the more Ni Shang talked about it, the more Jiang Zhihan felt that her father was a person with different opinions and subconsciously labeled him as a gentleman, Yue Buqun. Of course, he would not naively say it, because he knew very well that Ni Jianguo had a great influence on Ni Shang, and it might be more his own. Jiang Zhihan adopted the attitude that was to carefully hide outside Ni Jianguo's vision, and then wait until the university came, and then think about how to appear, approach, and get recognition in an appropriate way.

Jiang Zhihan sat up and could clearly hear the sound of the key inserted into the hole in the sound of wind and rain. Is there a thief? This was his first reaction. But soon he overturned his thoughts. The man opened the lock very lightly. When he entered the door, he seemed to have turned on the lights in the hall. If there was no thief, would he enter the door and turn on the lights?

Dad said that he went out to buy the ticket for tomorrow night. Ni Shang's words came to his mind. The next moment, Jiang Zhihan felt a slump, knowing that this was a far worse situation than the thief.

Jiang Zhihan's mind was blank for about two seconds. Then, he gently covered Ni Shang's mouth, woke her up, and said in her ear, "Someone is coming in, maybe it's your father."

Before he finished speaking, a cough came. Ni Shang could hear her father's voice, and nodded at a loss in Jiang Zhihan's arms.

A flash of lightning flashed through the thick curtains, illuminating the girl's pale face and panic look.

Jiang Zhihan hugged her tightly, attached it to her ear, and whispered: "My shoes are at the door... Don't panic, I crawl over and sleep in another room... Remember to insist that because you are afraid of thunder, I will let me sleep in another room to accompany you. Remember to remember!!!" While saying that, he quickly put on his clothes, jumped to the window with two silent steps, opened the window, jumped to the narrow terrace outside, and brought the window back, and the raindrops as big as soybeans hit him with the wind.

Another lightning flashed past, illuminating the surrounding scenery in an instant. Jiang Zhihan saw himself standing on a slippery and narrow terrace dozens of meters above the ground, standing between a few pots of flowers. Even though he was skilled and brave, he was shocked and sweated.

Jiang Zhihan grabbed the wall against the windowsill with both hands, and the terrace between the two adjacent bedrooms was about two or three meters away. This was not a difficult difficulty, but on this most fierce thunderstorm night in Zhongzhou in several years, Jiang Zhihan did not dare to be negligent at all. He only grabbed the wall with both hands, his body was suspended and moved to the other side. Finally, his feet stepped onto the ground, and he felt relieved. He turned up the windowsill and pushed. Thankfully, there was still one that was not completely closed. Jiang Zhihan pushed open the window and jumped into me. In just a few dozen seconds, his whole body was already wet. He screamed in secret, and jumped onto the bed, picked up the pillowcase, and tried his wet head and clothes.

Ni Shang wrapped herself in the quilt, her body trembling in control, her mind was blank, she didn't know what to do, she was worried about what to do next, and then she remembered that Jiang Zhihan turned out the window. This was a place dozens of meters high. On this thunderstorm night, if she was accidentally... she would hold on in her heart and lose her idea.

There were footsteps coming from far to near, and it was my father's voice calling, "Xiao Shang". Ni Shang wanted to buy more time for Jiang Zhihan, pretending not to hear it. Finally, the knock on the door came, and a very heavy knock. Ni Shang bit his lower lip, sat up, and asked, "Is it my father?" The voice trembled.

Ten minutes later, Ni Shang put on her clothes and sat side by side on the sand with her father. Jiang Zhihan threw away his wet coat, wore a short-sleeved shirt, and sat on the sand opposite her.

Ni Jianguo said with a blue face, "What's going on?"

Jiang Zhihan saw Ni Shang sitting opposite her body shaking slightly, like a delicate flower in the cold wind. He felt a little painful and said, "Uncle Ni..."

Ni Jianguo interrupted him rudely and said, "I am not your Uncle Ni, and I don't want to hear you. Ni Shang, what's going on?"

Ni Shang had a pale face, bit her lip and said, "I'm too afraid of thunder, so... so, I asked him to come and accompany me."

Ni Jianguo sneered and said, "I taught you well. When did I teach you? I was afraid that I would find a male classmate to go home and spend the night with you?"

Jiang Zhihan sat opposite him and looked at Ni Shang worriedly. Under the majesty accumulated by his father over the years, Jiang Zhihan found that she could not even finish a word, let alone lying. Jiang Zhihan sat there, but he did not have the awareness that a "criminal" should have. Logically speaking, he was the boy who went out to the girl's house that night while his parents were out and ran to the girl's house to be intimate with her. He was caught by his father who came home in the middle of the night. He should be afraid, frightened, and begged for mercy. But he did not. He just looked at his girlfriend worriedly, feeling sad for her.

When Jiang Zhihan looked at Ni Shang, Ni Jianguo also secretly observed him. The half-grown boy sitting opposite him was caught by him when he went home late at night, but sat there as if nothing happened. His eyes were not fear and panic, but only worry and a little bit... Yes, a little bit of anger.

Ni Jianguo saw it very accurately, and Jiang Zhihan was indeed angry. He thought what Ni Shang said, thinking that this was a trap designed by Ni Jianguo. He must have heard some rumors somewhere and took this opportunity to return in advance and wanted to catch the current situation. As far as Jiang Zhihan knew, the train back from Yancheng did not arrive after 11 o'clock in the evening. Last time he bought a ticket for his mother, Jiang Zhihan carefully studied the train schedule. Jiang Zhihan thought to himself that this was a sinister guy. When he ran back, he deliberately waited until midnight before returning home to "catch the traitor". Jiang Zhihan thought this way, in fact, it was somewhat unfair to Ni Jianguo.

Ni Shang lowered his head and sat there, his head almost hitting his knees, like a sinner who had committed an unforgivable crime and was waiting for the sentence. Ni Jianguo looked at his daughter and then at the boy opposite him, and his anger became more and more angry. He noticed that Jiang Zhihan's head was a little wet and messy, and asked Ni Shang in a deep voice: "To be honest, where was he just now?"

Ni Shang shook his body, lowered his head and said, "I... let him sleep in the room where my grandmother slept."

Jiang Zhihan felt a little sad. This little girl was really a good kid who had never really lie.

Ni Jianguo said: "Ni Shang, look up at me."

Ni Shang slowly raised her head, her face still pale.

Ni Jianguo said in a sentence: "I'll ask you again. If you... don't tell the truth, you're cursing me... tomorrow... you'll be crushed to death by a car!"

Ni Shang didn't expect her father to say such words, "Ah", tears flowed down uncontrollably, and her body swayed like she had malaria.

Jiang Zhihan sat there, stunned for a moment, but he didn't expect Ni Jianguo to make such a vicious oath. He opened his mouth, but no sound came out.

After a while, Ni Shang choked and said the most difficult words in his life, "He... is in my room."

Jiang Zhihan sighed in his heart, wanting to make up for it, "Uncle Ni, things are not what you think."

Ni Jianguo hated the calmness of the boy opposite him. Perhaps Jiang Zhihan subconsciously replaced him as Ni Shang's boyfriend, which made some of his secret hopes shatter. Perhaps his wife's departure and the recent disagreement in the unit were the oil poured on the fire. Perhaps, these days, he urgently needed something to vent his anger and unwillingness.

Ni Jianguo sternly said: "You climbed to another house when you heard me come in. You are such a good thief! Why didn't you get struck by lightning and fell to death?! Are your ancestors must have been thieves?"

In Jiang Zhihan's vision, he thought about Ni Jianguo's anger, and thought that if he could slap him a few times, he would accept it for the sake of the person he loved the most.

But after hearing these two sentences, he couldn't control himself and stared at Ni Jianguo with anger in his eyes.

Ni Jianguo roared, "Look at me? Are I wrong? Little thief." All the anger and unhappiness these days have erupted. You dare to enter my daughter's room! You dare to go to my daughter's bed! Ni Jianguo screamed in his heart, his eyes were red, and he stood up suddenly and slapped Jiang Zhihan.

Ni Jianguo's movements were like replaying in slow motion in Jiang Zhihan's eyes. For half a second, he thought about whether to let him slap, but in the end, Jiang Zhihan sideways and avoids the hand. Ni Jianguo was furious and caught up with him and slapped him again. This time, Jiang Zhihan had no way to retreat, and his back was leaning against the sand. Jiang Zhihan raised his hand, blocked it, and then, and then. His self-esteem was burning, and he couldn't let him slap in the face.

Ni Jianguo was angry, but he couldn't vent his anger. The mania in his heart was already boiling, he had already lost his mind, and followed and kicked him. Jiang Zhihan sighed in his heart. This time he did not hide and let the kick on his calves.

On the other side, Ni Shang raised her head and screamed in surprise, trying to hold her out of control. Ni Jianguo slapped her in the head with his backhand and said, "I have taught you so many years in vain!" Ni Shang was beaten to the point of falling on the sand, and was stunned for a moment. His father had never scolded her for seventeen years, but he took action on this thunderstorm night.

Jiang Zhihan was kicked hard, and he thought he could calm Ni Jianguo's anger a little, but he didn't expect that Ni Shang was slapped on the sand in order to stop his father.

At this moment, Jiang Zhihan could hear a bang, something exploded in his chest. Do you dare to hit her? You actually... hit her? No, I don't allow it!

The next moment, Jiang Zhihan had already soared from the sky like a cheetah. He stretched out his hands like lightning, grabbed Ni Jianguo's right hand with his left hand, grabbed his left hand with his right hand, threw him on the opposite sand, and pressed his hands on the back of the sand. Relying on the last trace of spiritual Qingming, Jiang Zhihan just pressed his hands without further attack.

Ni Jianguo struggled hard, his hands as if they were wrapped in an iron ring, and they could not move at all. He tried hard, but it had no effect. Finally, he thought of bent his knees and hit Jiang Zhihan's lower body. How could Jiang Zhihan allow him to succeed? He bent his knees and collided with each other. With a bang, Ni Jianguo felt that his knees were about to break, and a severe pain, followed by humiliation.

In this way, he was subdued by a seventeen-year-old boy on the sand, unable to move at all, and was useless as a scholar.

Ni Shang cried and said, "What are you doing? Let go, let go!" He pushed Jiang Zhihan with his hands.

Jiang Zhihan was hit by Ni Shang, but it didn't hurt at all. He looked directly into Ni Jianguo's eyes, less than twenty centimeters away from him. Jiang Zhihan said in a sentence: "Don't hit her, no...be sure...beat her." As he said that, he slowly let go, step by step back to the sand where he was sitting, and said coldly: "It's not her, what's up to me."

Ni Jianguo looked at his wrist, which had already bruised a piece. He smiled self-deprecatingly and calmed down. Looking at the boy opposite, he said coldly: "You just wait to be fired from No. 7 Middle School."

Jiang Zhihan said calmly: "You can do whatever you want. I still say this. She is your daughter, and she did nothing wrong. Don't do anything that hurts her." Perhaps because of being with Gu Wangshan for a long time, Jiang Zhihan took it for granted for a lot of what he did. He didn't even feel that he had done something he was so rude today. It was based on love, but it was reasonable. Because of a promise to his lover, I, Jiang Zhihan, restrained me and stopped at the last moment. This is not true love, what is true love? On the contrary, you, Ni Jianguo... are synonyms for insidiousness and despicability.

After all, Jiang Zhihan was young. He was determined to defend his sacred feelings and sacred lover in his heart, but in fact he made the situation worse and worse.

Ni Jianguo sneered, trying to maintain his dignity. He said, "How to teach my daughter, it's not your turn to interrupt. Now, get out of my house."

Jiang Zhi looked at Ni Jianguo coldly, Ni Shang walked over and pushed him, "You go, go quickly."

The door is closed behind the back.

Jiang Zhihan was worried, so he sat at the door, pricked up his ears and listened for a while, fearing that Ni Jianguo would beat his daughter again, but in the end he didn't hear any sound.

I don’t know how long I sat there, but Jiang Zhihan stood up and his feet were a little numb. He shook his feet, a little confused, went downstairs and walked straight into the pouring rain.

Another lightning struck down, and in one minute, Jiang Zhihan's clothes were completely wet.

He looked up at the lights on the tenth floor, as if he didn't believe that a beautiful dream could be shattered in an instant, and he fell from heaven.

Suddenly, Jiang Zhihan was filled with regret and impulsiveness, and he began to realize how today's conflict would affect his relationship with Ni Shang. No one knew better than him Ni Jianguo's status and influence in Ni Shang's mind and life.

Jiang Zhihan slapped himself hard, thinking childishly, if I could turn the time back for an hour, no, half an hour, ten minutes, if I left early, if I didn’t have that thunder like a thunder when I was about to leave, how great would it be!

If God gave me such an opportunity, I would rather not be as outstanding as I am now, I would rather give up the dream of making a name for myself, I would rather everything go back to the past, and I would still be the one who is somewhat passive and ordinary.

if only……
Chapter completed!