Lu xiuche had stopped playing with these toys long ago. Ever since he started studying, he realized that solving a difficult question made him happier and more satisfied.
He was different from before, but his father didn't know this.
Perhaps to his father, he still felt that no matter how long he was gone, as long as he bought more toys when he came back, he would still be able to make him smile.
Unfortunately, he was not.
Lu xiuche's simple words made Lu Xiangdong feel a sharp pain in his heart, as if an arrow had pierced through it. It was very painful.
He looked at Lu xiuche, his face full of shock, unable to say a word.
Lu xiuche did not look at him and said to Yue tingfeng,""Let's go upstairs and revise. "
Yue tingfeng nodded, and the two of them went up the stairs one after another.
Lu Xiangdong stood in the large living room, watching his son's back disappear. He was still a young man, but at the same time, he was no longer a young man.
