地铁里人很多,愿籽跟在他后面,永远保持半米的距离。他,妈妈当然更希望愿籽喊他:爸爸。但是对愿籽来说,爸爸只有一个,三年前死了。愿籽拿着期中考砸的试卷,找他签字,他皱紧了眉。反正你不是爸爸,你骂我,我也不会哭。愿籽想。 There are many people on the subway. May the seeds follow him and always keep a distance of half a meter. Of course, his mother, of course, would like to call him seed: Dad. However, there is only one father for the seeds and died three years ago. Willing to take the examination papers from the middle of the exam and ask him to sign, he frowned. Anyway, you are not a dad. You call me and I will not cry. Willing to think.