RT Chapter 158

Chapter 158: A Son’s Happiness

After entering his senior year, Shu Lin’s pace of life was much more relaxed than his peers.

He didn’t have the anxiety of job hunting, nor did he need to prepare for postgraduate entrance exams, only needing to focus on writing his graduation thesis.

The foundation’s affairs were managed by professional managers; he only needed to occasionally inquire, with almost nothing to worry about.

Besides, with Shao Chengxi around, even if there was something important, it wouldn’t be his turn to worry.

Even if Shao Chengxi was busy, there were other members of the Shao family to step in and solve problems.

Previously, Shu Lin had worried about not being able to balance his career and family.

Now it seemed those concerns were unnecessary.

In a family like the Shao’s, such a problem simply didn’t exist.

The strength of a century-old family was there for all to see; there were too many ways to solve problems.

Right now, he only needed to concentrate on recording “The Nightingale and the Knight.”

This radio drama, along with Shu Lin’s own popularity, had maintained its heat.

Since its premiere, its viewership had consistently topped the charts.

Wu Jie reacted quickly, taking advantage of the popularity to rapidly develop related merchandise, which in turn increased the radio drama’s visibility.

This virtuous cycle made the entire production team even more motivated.

Shu Lin’s personal studio was now considered a permanent fixture in the South Mountain villa, a private and comfortable environment.

Wu Jie had arranged things carefully, so that apart from Gu Xiao, even the other staff members who entered and exited the South Mountain villa every day had no opportunity to come into contact with the Shao family.

But now, the situation was different.

For a time, the studio seemed to have become the center of the South Mountain villa, with the Shao family members revolving around it.

Because, these days, the Shao family elders were taking turns visiting the studio almost every day.

Not for anything else, just because they were worried about Shu Lin and wanted to see him.

Initially, the studio staff felt awkward about the visits from such important figures of the Shao family.

After all, Shao Tingrui, Shao Yuqin, and Shao Bingheng were figures they usually only saw in the news or on social media.

As these elders came more often, and each time brought delicate desserts, fresh fruit, and drinks, and were unpretentious, everyone changed from being nervous to looking forward to their visits.

Shu Lin, of course, knew the elders’ intentions.

They were expressing their concern in their own way.

However, their frequent visits did disrupt his work pace.

To this end, he had been secretly troubled for several days.

He even thought about finding an opportunity to tell the elders not to come to his studio anymore.

But in the end, he gave up on the idea.

Shu Lin found that the elders would be happy all day because they could come to the studio to see him every day.

Oh well, let them be.

Besides, these days wouldn’t last too long; rather than dwelling on it, it was better to accept this sweet “disturbance” with equanimity.

After that, he calmly enjoyed this unique care.

He even specifically found some dubbing work for them to do in the recording studio.

Shao Yuqin had always been interested in dubbing, and for scenes with crowd noises, he even arranged for them to participate.

In this atmosphere, the recording of “The Nightingale and the Knight” progressed smoothly, and Shu Lin’s performance became even more natural and moving.

After entering October, although Shu Lin had gained a lot of weight, his movements were still quite light.

That day, he had just finished recording and walked out of the recording booth when he heard a familiar sound of laughter and conversation coming from outside.

Shu Lin’s eyes lit up.

There was Shu Jingcheng’s voice.

Pushing open the door, sure enough, he saw Shao Tingrui and Shu Jingcheng sitting on the sofa in the lounge, chatting leisurely.

“Dad, you’re here,” Shu Lin happily called out, then called out “Grandpa” as well.

The two men saw him, and their eyes lit up, their faces beaming with smiles.

As always, the accompanying old butler brought everyone desserts and freshly squeezed fruit drinks.

The staff took the opportunity to rest, all smiling and saying “Thank you, Grandpa.”

Gu Xiao, being the most perceptive, chatted with Shao Tingrui along with a few other voice actors.

Shu Lin and Shu Jingcheng had a private chat alone in the lounge.

“Little Lin, you said last time that you wanted to eat the chestnut cake that Dad makes. Look, Dad specially made it for you today. Try it.”

Shu Lin took the cut cake, and the sweet aroma of chestnuts filled the air.

He picked up a small fork and took a bite, his eyes narrowing with satisfaction:

“Mmm… delicious, it’s still the most authentic when Dad makes it. Thank you, Dad!”

Shu Jingcheng looked at his son, his face filled with immense satisfaction.

Shu Lin’s condition was rarely so good.

He never picky about food, had a great appetite, and slept well at night.

Apart from becoming rounder over time, his complexion was rosy, and his eyes were full of ease and joy.

Unlike how difficult it had been for him.

Back then, he had gritted his teeth and persevered alone, without any help.

But now, his precious son was being cared for by the entire Shao family, who held him in the palms of their hands.

Even the Shao family elders took turns visiting, fearing that he would tire himself out in the slightest.

How wonderful.

Shu Jingcheng had also heard from Shu Lingxiao that the Shao family had already arranged everything for Shu Lin.

The pain and insecurity that he had experienced in those years, Shu Lin would no longer have to endure.

“Dad, why are you daydreaming?” Shu Lin’s voice pulled him back to reality.

Shu Jingcheng smiled and reached out to ruffle his son’s hair:

“It’s nothing. Dad is just happy to see you in such good condition.”

Shu Lin blinked his eyes and said playfully:

“Dad, don’t worry, I’m the boss here now. No one dares to mess with me.”

Shu Jingcheng nodded, his gaze gentle: “Yes, I can see that.”

As night deepened, Shu Jingcheng finished dinner at the Shao’s residence and then got up to say goodbye.

Shao Shiyan was very eager, saying that he wanted to send him back, but he was stopped.

Shu Lin and Shao Chengxi escorted Shu Jingcheng to the door, watching him get into the car.

The car window rolled down, and Shu Jingcheng waved to them, his smile gentle: “Alright, it’s cold outside. You guys go back in.”

Shu Lin nodded, but remained standing there until the taillights disappeared into the night, then slowly turned around.

Returning to the bedroom, Shu Lin sat on the edge of the bed, his eyelashes lowered, his expression somewhat lonely.

Shao Chengxi came out after taking a shower, noticing that his mood was off. He walked over and pulled him into his arms, asking softly, “Baby, what’s wrong?”

Shu Lin leaned on his shoulder, silent for a moment, and then whispered:

“…I just suddenly thought that after my dad goes home, he’ll be alone again.”

Shao Chengxi gently stroked his back, not interrupting, waiting for him to continue.

“Tonight my sister is working overtime again, and there’s only him alone at home.”

Shu Lin’s voice was muffled.

“Actually, ever since I married into the Shao family, most of the time at home, it’s just my dad alone.”

“So, he’s been lonely for so long.”

“But I didn’t realize it until now.”

“What’s more, he’s had stomach cancer surgery…”

As he spoke, his eyes became slightly hot.

The Shao family was lively and warm, and the elders were extremely caring towards him.

Shao Chengxi was even trying to spend more time with him.

But what about his dad?

Shu Jingcheng never showed loneliness in front of Shu Lin.

Every time they met, he had a smiling face, never letting him see anything.

Hearing his words, Shao Chengxi tightened his arms and kissed him:

“It was my oversight, baby. We’ll invite Dad to our house more often in the future.”

Shu Lin shook his head:

“Husband, it’s not your fault…”

“I’m just too careless as a son.”

That night, Shu Lin slept restlessly, thinking about all sorts of things, without any clue.

The only thing he was sure of was that he had to talk to his sister.