I am chasing a rough man in the 80s
Chapter 969 If One Day I Disappeared

Chapter 969: Chapter 969 If One Day I Disappeared

Chen Tong’s words were heartfelt, each one laden with deep meaning.

The response he got was an unforgiving kick from Yu Jingting.

That sent the contemplative Chen Tong stumbling forward.

"What’s the point of your redundant crap?" Yu Jingting said with a face full of disdain.

His woman, he would naturally take care of her, no need for this guy to play pretend with him.

Chen Tong was furious but dared not speak out. No matter how you looked at it, Yu Jingting was not a good cookie!

He still didn’t like Yu Jingting, but behind this dislike there was now a deeper layer of something else.

At night, Suizi told the twins a bedtime story, then chatted with Jiaojiao for a while before finally coming to the room she shared with Chen Tong and Dongdong.

Dongdong was reviewing his homework. Seeing Suizi come in, he promptly handed over his workbook, his little face full of anticipation for praise.

He had been kicked by a pig today, and originally Suizi did not want him to do homework, but the child, being diligent, finished it anyway.

Suizi nodded in satisfaction.

"Not bad, the handwriting is neat, and the homework is done correctly, it seems you handle the lessons with ease," she said.

To the side, Chen Tong snorted. If he wasn’t mistaken, Suizi would next suggest, why not consider a hobby class?

"You seem to have quite a bit of spare time now; how about considering joining a hobby class? You could think about learning chess from Uncle Fat, or ask your aunt which musical instrument is good. Art is also an option; you could ask your grandmother."

From the corner of her eye, Suizi saw Chen Tong smirking.

"What are you laughing at? I’ll talk to you about your problem in a minute. The way you write is indeed problematic."

Chen Tong was a scientist, but in Suizi’s opinion, his writing lacked "form."

Suizi even suspected that Chen Tong chose to study science simply because he was too lazy to write, his handwriting being the worst among the children.

Chen Tong snorted. This woman, obsessed with pushing their children, was just like in her previous life, always seizing the opportunity to nurture them.

The country really owed her a Best Parenting Award. Was she eager to see all the kids from her family become pillars of society?

"I’m not really interested in learning those things. How about you let me spend more time with Dad at the factory? I think Dad handles interpersonal relationships really well, and I want to learn... is that okay?"

After the experience at the pig farm, Dongdong increasingly saw Yu Jingting as his idol; he was eager to learn his father’s ability to communicate with people.

"Ah? You feel that way... Well, let’s make some rules," Suizi hadn’t expected this request from her child, but it wasn’t out of the question.

Just thinking about Yu Jingting’s silver-tongued skills gave Suizi a headache.

"Dad is a very unique individual, and his work capability is strong. However, such talented people, well, tend to have their flaws. You should learn selectively, promoting his strengths, but his shortcomings—we won’t learn those."

"What shortcomings does my dad have?" Dongdong asked with a puzzled look.

Yu Jingting was the model of the person he aspired to be.

"Exactly, what’s missing? Just spit it out," Yu Jingting said, appearing at the door out of nowhere, munching on a cucumber.

A simple sentence, when it came from him, was loaded with endless implications.

He even raised the cucumber towards Suizi in a toasting gesture—as if saying, men gotta fight~

In that room, only Dongdong was the true child, oblivious to Yu Jingting’s suggestive innuendo; Suizi and Chen Tong were both stimulated by Yu Jingting’s shamelessness.

Suizi’s face heated up, and inwardly she fiercely cursed at him, hetui, shameless!

Chen Tong thought the same, shameless!

"Dad likes to curse, don’t learn that. I don’t want you, who excels in both studies and morals, to have your parents called to school over your foul mouth," Suizi said all in one breath.

"Huh, you tell the kid not to learn, but you are keeping score?" Yu Jingting countered Suizi.

Suizi glared at him but realized she couldn’t really find words to retort, because it was indeed the truth.

"But Dad looks so cool when he’s dissing people... can I selectively learn?" Dongdong persisted.

"Uh, this...," Suizi was in a bind—such a delicate matter to manage, especially with a child this big.

"Chen Tong, come out here!" Suizi tossed the difficult question to Yu Jingting, "You answer Dongdong’s question."

Facing Dongdong’s expectant eyes, Yu Jingting broke off half a cucumber and stuffed it into his mouth.

"Go with the flow, understand?"

"...." Understood, yet didn’t fully understand.

Dongdong was perplexed, so whose advice should he take after all?

Outside the house, Suizi and Chen Tong sat in the courtyard, the night breeze was cool, and the sky was full of stars.

Neither of them spoke, just looking up at the sky.

It will be difficult to see such a beautiful night sky in Beijing in the future.

"If you want to scold me, just say it straight, no need to hesitate," Chen Tong broke the silence first.

He had schemed against Yu Jingting; she could shout at him, scold him, and he would accept it all.

"What made you suddenly think about making money?" Suizi asked.

Chen Tong’s gaze fell on the flickering Big Dipper; he didn’t want to answer that question.

"Are you trying to compare yourself with Jingting?"

Chen Tong looked at her in surprise, then quickly turned his head away. His heart beat faster—how did she find out?

"A little boy, when he reaches a certain age, always unconsciously compares himself with his father—"

"He! Is! Not! My! Father!!!" Chen Tong enunciated each word through gritted teeth.

She had guessed his thoughts, but not his motives.

He did want to make money, indeed with the thought of comparing himself to Yu Jingting.

In the end, he had failed miserably, living like a joke.

"Hmm, I understand," Suizi nodded, boys care about pride, don’t they?

Chen Tong felt even more dejected.

How childish was he to thought that if he could make money like Yu Jingting, she would turn back to glance at him?

A secret crush wasn’t painful at all; what hurt was that she never even looked at him.

"You don’t understand anything! I’m leaving!" Chen Tong stood up to leave, but stood up too quickly and felt a wave of dizziness.

"Professor Chen! Wake up!"

Chen Tong’s vision blurred, as if he saw the laboratory he worked in.

Several assistants surrounded him, calling his name over and over again.

Suddenly, soft yet strong arms supported him.

"Tongtong! What’s wrong with you?" Suizi held Chen Tong with concern, that voice made the blurry laboratory in front of Chen Tong disappear, and when he opened his eyes again, the night sky of the 1980s stretched above him.

"What just happened to me?" Chen Tong asked with a bewildered look in his eyes.

"You fainted—Jingting, come quickly!" Suizi called anxiously into the house.

The good child, why had he suddenly fainted, could it be an internal injury from being kicked by a pig during the day?

"Don’t call him, I’m fine—Chen Hansui, if one day, I disappear from your world, would you cry?" Chen Tong asked, and before Suizi could answer, he said sarcastically, "You’d be happy, wouldn’t you? A bad person like me, staying by your side is just a burden, always causing you trouble."

"I would be very sad," Suizi said seriously.

"Why?" Chen Tong looked up sharply, unable to believe what he had heard.

Yu Jingting hurried out of the house and stopped at the scene, leaning against the door frame, taking out a cigarette from his pocket and lighting it.

"Perhaps there is a small portion of mothers in the world who would give up because their child is not excellent, but I wouldn’t."

Suizi’s voice clearly reached Yu Jingting’s ears. Yu Jingting blew a smoke ring, hey, just as he had thought.