Standing in front of Wang Yiwei.

It's his daughter Wang Li, 17 years old, who is a sophomore in Dongsheng middle school.

Three years ago.

Wang Yiwei divorced his wife and went out of the house. His daughter also left with his ex-wife.

Count it up.

He hasn't seen his daughter for three years since the day of divorce.

of course.

This does not mean that Wang Yiwei doesn't like his daughter. On the contrary, he loves Wang Li very much. Later, when he made achievements in his career, he wanted to use various means to make up for his debt to his daughter, but they were ruthlessly rejected.

"Well done, that's good."

Wang Yiwei moved his wrist awkwardly and hesitated: "I don't have any other ideas this time. I just want to see you, my daughter."

At this time, his attitude in front of Wang Li was more like a child who made a mistake.

"I'm not your daughter."

Wang Li's answer was as firm as usual: "we have no relationship since the day you left us. What do you think, Mr. Wang."

"OK."

Wang Yiwei grinned, mingled with a lot of loneliness: "OK, that's nothing." Then he turned and walked outside the school.

Seeing people have moved away.

Suddenly.

Wang Yiwei suddenly turned around and ran to Wang Li with great strides. No matter three, seven or twenty, he held her in his arms.

Unexpectedly, Wang Li struggled violently and wanted to reach out and push him away, but with little effect: "you let go, I'll call the school security."

"Don't move, let dad hug you, okay?"

Wang Yiwei let Wang Li struggle in her arms, but held it tighter: "sorry, dad did a lot of wrong things before and didn't get your mother's forgiveness. Later, I did another wrong thing. This may be the last time I see you."

On the side.

The male classmate who came with Wang Li looked at the scene and subconsciously stepped back.

“……”

Wang Li felt Wang Yiwei's trembling tone and couldn't help her fingers.

The strength of the original struggle was also much smaller.

"No matter what I did wrong, you still have Wang Yiwei's blood in your body. You can't deny me. This should be the last time we met. I can't let you go, so I came to see you. Let me hug you for the last time."

Wang Yiwei mechanically repeated this sentence with a trembling tone: "I hope you can live better when I'm not around you in the future!"

With that, he released his arm.

Wang Li suddenly got out of his arms, pulled away, bit her lips and wanted to swear, but she didn't open her mouth after all. She just looked at him strangely.

"When you grow up, you grow tall and fat. I'm very relieved."

Wang Yiwei looked at Wang Li, and his eyes fell on Wang Li's male classmate, who was childish and had correct facial features.

"What is your relationship with Wang Li?"

Wang Yiwei's tone suddenly became serious. The usual demeanor of the little boss was put out. The male classmate immediately floated in his heart, looked down at his heels and dared not look up at all.

"I don't care what the relationship is, but I have to tell you, don't bully Wang Li, let alone touch her, remember."

Wang Yiwei stretched out his hand and patted slightly hard on the shoulder of the male classmate. His tone became soft again: "you are a boy. You are different from their ignorant girls. You have to take responsibility, you have to have ideas, okay."

"Yes."

The male student nodded slightly, with a small voice like a mosquito.

He felt a lot of pressure in front of Wang Yiwei.

"Ha ha."

At this time, a hearty laugh sounded.

Yang Jie stepped over, looked at Wang Yiwei and joked, "why, Mr. Wang, come to our school to educate the children."

"Hehe, there is no education."

Wang Yiwei glanced at Yang Jie and grinned: "I really didn't expect you to teach here."

"Ang."

Yang Jie nodded and pulled the male classmate behind him: "well, such a big boss, don't be knowledgeable with children. He is just Wang Li's classmate who knew you were coming to see him and deliberately invited her classmate to play a guest role as a little boyfriend."

"Hehe, I don't care."

Wang Yiwei shrugged and didn't speak again.

"Eh..."

Wang Li looked at Yang Jie in disgust: "brother Jie, how can you dismantle the platform like this? I spent a lot of money in order to let Xiao Li play a guest role."

"A cup of milk tea?"

Wang Liru frowned and surprised with the cat who was trampled on the tail: "well, how do you know? You put an insider next to me? "

"It's not that complicated. You think there's an international war."

Yang Jie turned his eyes angrily: "all right, your old man finally came to see you. You should accompany him more and get along with him more."

"I have nothing to say to him."

Wang Li glanced at Wang Yiwei. Her tone was cold. Her eyes were full of disgust and made no secret of it.

"Just, I'm gone."

Wang Yiwei smiled lonely, turned and left.

Just now he watched silently. His daughter was obviously closer to her head teacher. On the contrary, he was the most familiar stranger.

Just fold and go.

No more word.

"Mr. Wang, are you leaving now?"

Yang Jie looked at his lonely back and shouted, "everyone has seen it. Don't you go to dinner or take a walk with her?"

"No need."

Wang Yiwei shook his hand without looking back: "it's satisfying my wish to see her."

"All right."

Yang Jie looked at his back with flashing eyes and didn't speak again.

Wang Yiwei suddenly turned around and made a shooting gesture to Yang Jie: "remember what you promised me!"

Yang Jie looked directly at him and didn't speak.

I watched Wang Yiwei go farther and farther.

Wang Li, who has been standing next to Yang Jie, bit her lips and looked at Wang Yiwei's back with a complex expression: "what's wrong with you!"

Wang Yiwei stopped in the air and paused for several seconds before he stepped out.

"Say, say!"

Wang Li shouted excitedly.

The reason why she was indifferent to Wang Yiwei was that she resented him for leaving their mother and daughter.

But she is no longer a child. What Wang Yiwei did and said just now, it seems that he must have a problem.

"No, nothing!"

Wang Yiwei waved his hand and walked away.

"Don't do anything wrong, or you won't be able to look back all your life. You don't even have a chance to make up for it. With it, you will be full of regrets and lose too many things."

His words came from afar and dissipated with the wind.