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The autumn breeze brought a refreshing chill, and the scent of Dan Gui filled the air. The university campus was adorned with gradually reddening maple leaves, adding a warm touch to the surroundings. Ao Bing and Nezha's college life was already halfway through, with the Dragon Tribe reforms progressing smoothly and the Demon Orb Research Project achieving significant breakthroughs. On the surface, everything seemed to be moving in a positive direction.
Nezha sat on the windowsill of their dormitory, lost in thought as he gazed at the falling leaves outside. His phone screen displayed several missed calls, all from his father, Li Jing. Ever since their last argument over career plans, Nezha had rarely returned home. Even when he did visit, it was a hurried encounter with little meaningful conversation.
Ao Bing emerged from the bedroom and noticed Nezha's distracted demeanor. He gently asked, "Did you receive another call from your father?"
Nezha put away his phone and ran a hand through his hair in frustration. "Yeah, he's been calling more frequently lately. But I really don't know what to say. Every time we talk about the future, it just turns into an argument."
Ao Bing sat down beside Nezha and softly took his hand. "You know, avoiding the issue won't solve anything. Maybe you should find some time to have a proper talk with Uncle Li."
Nezha let out a bitter laugh. "Talk? About what? He just wants me to find a stable job and live a secure life. But I want to be a Football Coach and help young people pursue their dreams. It's like we're on two parallel lines that will never intersect."
After a moment of contemplation, Ao Bing suddenly asked, "Have you ever thought about why Uncle Li is so fixated on 'stability'?"
Nezha paused, confused. "What do you mean?"
Ao Bing continued to guide him. "Everyone's values come from somewhere. Uncle Li's generation has gone through many social changes and hardships, so they place great importance on stability. If you can understand where he's coming from, maybe you'll find a bridge for communication."
Nezha pondered this for a moment. "You make a good point... Dad has indeed faced many difficulties. I remember my mom saying that he was a soldier when he was young but had to retire due to an injury and then switched to business."
Ao Bing's eyes lit up. "See? That's a connection. Maybe Uncle Li hopes for you to have a smooth path because his own dreams were interrupted."
Suddenly feeling guilty, Nezha realized he had never considered things from his father's perspective. "I've only thought about my own feelings and overlooked that Dad might have his own struggles."
Ao Bing smiled and nodded. "Conflicts between people often arise from viewing issues from different angles. If you can empathize with each other, many problems can be resolved easily."
Nezha tightened his grip on Ao Bing's hand, hope reigniting in his eyes. "Thank you, Ao Bing. I think I should go home and have a good talk with my parents."
Just then, Nezha's phone rang again, displaying "Dad" on the screen. Taking a deep breath, he answered the call.
"Hello, Dad."
"Nezha," Li Jing's voice sounded somewhat weary, "your mother and I would like you to come home this weekend; there are some things we want to discuss with you in person."
Nezha glanced at Ao Bing, who encouraged him with a reassuring look before responding, "Okay, I'll come home... By the way, Dad, can I bring Ao Bing along?"
There was a brief pause on the other end before Li Jing replied with an appreciative chuckle, "Of course! Your mother and I haven't seen Ao Bing in quite some time. I've heard he’s been doing exceptionally well with the Dragon Tribe reforms; I’d like to ask him for some advice on business matters."
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