Has the scumbag actor confessed?

As her voice fell to the ground, a small black head walked into the camera.

Half a person tall, wearing a white shirt and suit shorts, Xiao Zhong Yi with an unhappy face just appeared in front of everyone.

Shen Xifeng tightly covered his mouth with his hands, so as not to let himself scream.

However, there was already an exclamation of "Ah—" on and off the stage, and everyone was mesmerized by that soft, round, chirping little Zhong Yi.

At that time, Zhong Yi was only five or six years old at most, with slightly curly black hair and big European-style eyes in black and white, blinking twice at the camera, Shen Xifeng felt his whole body trembling.

Damn, there is no cuter creature in this world than Xiao Zhongyi!

Shen Xifeng really wanted to sneak into the screen to snatch the child, that chubby little face, could it be any cuter? !

Of course.

Xiao Zhongyi frowned and raised her head: "Mommy, Idon't want to play!"

Immediately, a man's laughter came from outside the camera: "The little man is not happy anymore, Xiaoqing, don't force him too much."

Ms. Li squatted down and said something to Xiao Zhongyi. The little cutie's brows were still tightly frowned, she turned her head and looked out of the camera, and lowered her voice: "But, Idon'tlikehim!"

After Ms. Li patiently persuaded her for a while, Xiao Zhongyi nodded her head hesitantly, answered "OK" helplessly, and turned around to get on the piano bench.

Shen Xifeng looked at the little figure sitting on the piano bench with his feet dangling in the air, and felt that he was about to die. What the hell is this strong paternal love surging in his heart?

Zhong Yi will not give up until he kills people.

He put his hands on the keys, took a deep breath, and began to play and sing:

"Twinkle, twinkle, little star,

How I wonder what you are!

Up above the world so high,

Like adiamondinthesky."

The clear and childlike voice made the audience laugh and scream and applaud.

Shen Xifeng turned his head with a smile, but saw Zhong Yi with a forbearance on his face and a slight trembling all over his body. He was staring at the screen with tears in his eyes.

Everyone is looking at the cute little Zhong Yi, only Zhong Yi is looking at his mother.

This knowledge spread into Shen Xifeng's brain, making his eyes turn red instantly. He took out a handkerchief from his pocket, passed it quietly, and touched Zhong Yi's hand.

Zhong Yi turned his neck, tears rolled down his eyes quickly, he hurriedly grabbed the handkerchief, clutched it in his hand to cover his face.

Xiao Zhongyi on the screen had already played and sang a song. Ms. Li stepped forward and hugged him to the camera, smiled and kissed his forehead with encouragement in her eyes.

Xiao Zhongyi sighed old-fashionedly, stood upright facing the camera, and said sternly: "Hi everyone, my name is Zhong Yi, and I am five years old. My favorite is my mother, and then the stars. When I grow up, I want to bring Mom, let's go to the sky to catch stars!"

Zhong Yi's childish voice made Ms. Li laugh aloud. She pressed her forehead against Zhong Yi's and fought back and forth. Zhong Yi was so troubled that she burst out of laughter, begging for mercy sweetly: " Mommy!"

The picture freezes at this moment.

The headlights in the studio slowly turned on, and the audience who didn't know where they were was still smiling, but on the stage, several of them were crying.

Shen Xifeng gave the handkerchief to Zhong Yi, asked the host for a wrap of tissue, turned his back and sniffed softly to tidy up his appearance.

Zhong Yi's eyes were red, and there were no tears on his face, but his nose and chin were red. He blinked, struggling to get rid of the emotion just now.

Unexpectedly, Director Lin also took off his glasses, wiped his eyes and asked Zhong Yi, "Are you Xiaoqing's son?"

"Yes, he is Li Xiaoqing's only son, Zhong Yi."

A male voice came from the back of the stage, and then a figure turned to the front stage.

Zhong Guan was still a little puzzled when he saw that person, but Shen Xifeng recognized it at a glance—it was Jiang Chongming, the chief director of last year's "Listening" program.

At this time, the host's explanation sounded at the right time: "Dear viewers, what you are seeing now is Director Jiang, the chief director of our station's ace program "Listening".

"When Zhong Yi followed Shen Yu to participate in the show last year, he felt that Zhong Yi looked familiar. Later, we found this video in the archives of the station. In the video, five-year-old Xiao Zhong Yi and his deceased Mother, Ms. Li Xiaoqing."

Jiang Chongming came over, shook hands with Director Lin first, and then turned to look at Zhong Yi: "You may not remember, but I was the one who went to your house to shoot this video back then."

Zhong Yi really doesn't remember, learning piano and singing in childhood are not good memories for him.

Like children in every region of the world, no matter how high the IQ is, children will be forced by their parents to perform in front of others. These experiences are ruthlessly discarded by the favorite brain and refuse to store.

"Li Xiaoqing was one of the first Hong Kong and Taiwan musicians to enter the mainland in the 90s."

Jiang Chongming's gaze was always on Zhong Yi's face, as if he wanted to see another face hidden deep in his memory through his appearance.

"She was in her early twenties at that time, and she had just graduated from the Juilliard School of Music in the United States. She returned to Hong Kong with a full set of ambitions. By chance, she came to the mainland, met her favorite father, and stayed down.

"Li Xiaoqing and his group were the pioneers of that era. They brought music from Europe, America, Hong Kong and Taiwan into the mainland, and played a huge role in promoting the transformation of the mainland music scene. Xiaoqing also tried to introduce some American talent shows. , one of which is the amateur draft.

"This video is a demonstration she asked the five-year-old Zhong Yi to give us. She wants us to see how ordinary people behave in front of the camera. But I believe everyone can see that this demonstration is not convincing, because Zhong Yi was not an ordinary person since she was a child."

Director Lin also took the microphone, and together with Director Jiang, recalled Li Xiaoqing: "She is a...remarkablewoman. I was at the same time as her and studied in the United States. She is very famous and talented among our group of foreign students. We Everyone thought that she would stay in the United States to develop, but unexpectedly, she settled in the mainland in the end.

"It can be said that without her and the group of music partners who were at the same time as her, Hong Kong people's understanding of the mainland's literary and art circles would have been slow for several years."

The show ended in the memories of the two directors.

After getting off the stage, Shen Xifeng first asked the host for a copy of the video, and then turned to look for Zhong Yi.

Director Jiang had finished speaking with Zhong Yi, patted him on the shoulder and walked away. Director Lin took over the conversation, and the first sentence was "Youh□□eanoutstandingmother..."

Shen Xifeng waited in the lounge for a while, and Zhong Yi came back with a calm expression. When he raised his eyes, his pupils were as wet as pebbles soaked in spring water.

Shen Xifeng stood up and embraced his shoulders, and kissed him on the forehead: "Let's go, let's go home."

When the summer winds bring the heat, the final season begins.

Zhong Yi's homework became heavier every year, and it took him two weeks to complete all the subjects. He let out a long breath and prepared to go back to the dormitory to pack his things and return to Ningzhou.

Shen Xifeng was in South Korea filming locations and commercials, he has been away for almost a month, and he still doesn't know when he will be back.

Zhong Yi has no complaints about this, but is only worried about his health and diet, and secretly considering whether to buy a plane ticket to Korea as a surprise for him.

But this kind of thing is too shameful, and Zhong Yi still has some embarrassment.

When Zhong Yi walked downstairs to the dormitory under the hot July sun, he suddenly saw Shen Xifeng wearing sunglasses and a mask watching him with a smile under the shade of a tree.

Zhong Yi rubbed his eyes, ran over a few steps, felt the warm breath of the other party, and believed that this was not a dream.

"It's broad daylight, why... didn't you say you were still in Busan yesterday?"

"It only takes two hours from Busan to Beijing."

Shen Xifeng took off his sunglasses, and looked at Zhong Yi with a smile: "Hurry up and pack your luggage, the evening flight is flying to Nice."

"Nice?"

Zhong Yi's voice was a little shaky, he guessed something, but he couldn't believe what he guessed.

"Nice."

Shen Xifeng nodded amidst the noise of cicadas all over the trees, the sunlight pierced through the branches and leaves and cast irregular light spots on his face, his eyebrows and eyes were full of gentleness in the filtered sunlight.

"Not long after returning to China, her... Zhong Qing's condition has stabilized. Because of the car accident, the brain damage is irreversible, so I have been trying to find a way to resettle her for more than a month. Now everything is done. I think you Should want to see it."

Of course I do, even every day.

From knowing the reason of those things and the origin of that name, Zhong Yi can hardly restrain herself from thinking about that baby girl, what happened to her and her future life.

The doctor has already confirmed that the brain is damaged, but what is the extent of the damage? Will he enter an orphanage or arrange a family adoption in the future?Will the adoptive family treat the child well?

These questions kept circling in Zhong Yi's mind, exhausting him physically and mentally.

On the one hand, he has no way or the ability to adopt the baby girl; on the other hand, he can't stand the baby girl suffering in a place he doesn't know, and he would collapse just thinking about the picture.

Regardless of personal emotions and subjective reasons, that is the favorite sister, a relative with half the same blood.

It was a contract imposed on them by the previous generation, and it was integrated into their flesh and blood, and they could not deny it in this life.

This problem was so difficult, Zhong Yi could only bury it in his heart, and struggled to find a compromise solution. He never expected that Shen Xifeng, who was too busy to work and rest, would be able to distract himself to help him think about it.

Zhong Yi drooped her eyes in silence for a moment, raised her head, and smiled faintly: "Okay, I really want to go."

The boy in front of him, who can be described as "God's favorite", is really the best gift this world has given him.

"Generally speaking, ASE (French Children's Welfare Institute) does not accept private donations, especially from foreign donors, but because Mr. Shen won the best actor in Cannes and is well-known in France, plus... the amount is rare ,so--"

As the Chinese translation finished, the French staff on the side understood and pulled down the red cloth on the iron door, and a brand new copper-plated door plate stood in the sun.

La Maison des Etoiles (House of the Stars)

The few French words are at the back, and there is still a space in front, and it seems that there is something that hasn't been filled.

Zhong Yi was startled, turned to look at Shen Xifeng, and saw him pointing to the vacant seat in front of him and said with a smile: "I want to be named, I can't make up my own mind, I'll wait for you to decide."

"The two of you, please."

The staff and the translator warmly greeted them, pushed open the iron gate and walked into the garden, standing in front of the two-story house.

"This was originally a community welfare home. It has been remodeled and now it can accommodate [-] babies. According to Mr. Shen, it will become a permanent home for those children who have lost their parents and have brain damage.

"The adoption of all the children here will undergo the strictest screening and will receive our regular return visits. In fact, Mr. Shen's donation is enough for these children to live comfortably for hundreds of years."

Zhong Yi was noncommittal to the translated jokes, and his eyes slid over the floor-to-ceiling windows, various toys placed in an orderly manner, and brightly colored carpets.

There are already three children who have encountered the same situation as Zhong Qing. Each child is accompanied by two staff members who patiently dress and feed them. Those children are all less than one year old, and their chubby appearance looks like a normal baby. It doesn't make a difference.

"Want to see Zhong Qing?"

The translator asked enthusiastically, Zhong Yi's heart tightened, he subconsciously glanced at Shen Xifeng, hesitated for a few seconds, and nodded.

Zhong Yi hasn't met Zhong Qing yet.

This younger sister who didn't like him from birth, this younger sister who became an orphan just like him when she was less than one year old.

He dreamed of meeting her.

Zhong Qing's bedroom is in the large south-facing room on the second floor, and it's her nap time.

The staff who took care of her walked out of the room and gestured to them to silence, then pointed to the balcony outside, signaling them to go around from the balcony of the next room and look through the window.

"Because Zhong Qing was just transferred here from the hospital, she is still a little uncomfortable. Hospital treatment, injections, and medication are all nightmares for babies, so she needs absolute silence when she sleeps. Once she is woken up, Will cry for a long time."

Listening to the interpreter's explanation, Zhong Yi frowned subconsciously, Shen Xifeng stepped forward, took his hand and went around to the balcony.

Zhong Qing's small bed was right next to the window, with pink bedding and pink pillows. She was wearing a pink skirt, sleeping soundly facing outwards, her arms exposed outside the skirt were white and round, just like tender lotus root.

However, due to multiple inspections on the top of her head, her hair was shaved in pieces, which completely destroyed the sweet breath of her body.

From their angle, they couldn't see Zhong Qing's face, but Zhong Yi still stood by the window and watched for a long time, and finally left the room before Zhong Qing was about to wake up.

Because of the generous donation and Shen Yu's reputation, the deputy mayor of Nice specially hosted a dinner to thank him. After they came out of the orphanage, they went straight to the place of the dinner.

This time when they came to France, it was just the two of them, even Brother Cheng didn't bring them with them, and they hired the driver here. The two of them sat in the back row, talking and doing things without any scruples, but they were silent all the way.

When approaching the place, Zhong Yi suddenly said, "How much did it cost?"

Shen Xifeng immediately understood the nonsense sentence, smiled and said, "Fortunately, I didn't spend my half. Charity expenditure is my annual necessary expenditure item. It doesn't matter if I earn more this year and spend a little more. "

After a while, Zhong Yi said again: "She...in the future..."

"Her condition needs to be accompanied by a professional, and the doctor predicts that the best situation is to learn to take care of herself," she said.

Shen Xifeng quickly accepted Zhong Yi's words, stretched out his hand and squeezed the hand beside him, "With the funds in place, she will never need to contact the society for the rest of her life. She will be carefree and free from any worries."

Zhong Yi turned her head to look out of the window, and then sighed after a while: "I owe you too much."

Hearing this, Shen Xifeng raised his eyebrows, but didn't say anything else.

The dinner was held in a five-star hotel. In order to welcome Shen Yu, the bosses from the Chinese Chamber of Commerce in Nice and the Chinese newspaper all came, and they gathered together to form a big Chinese party.

On such an occasion, toasting must be mixed, Shen Xifeng can't drink, all the toasts fell into Zhong Yi's stomach, Shen Xifeng watched with horror, afraid that he would split into a second personality in the next second.

Fortunately, Zhong Yi was very obedient this time, and he was not noisy even after drinking a full stomach, but he disappeared in the second half.

He didn't run around, there was a beach outside the hotel, Zhong Yi unbuttoned the collar of his shirt, rolled up his trousers, and walked to the beach to step on the waves.

The Mediterranean in early July is more beautiful than two months ago. The sky is dark blue, the clouds are thin, and the night sky has extremely high visibility.

France and China are in the same northern hemisphere. The starry sky here is almost the same as that in China. The Arcturus near the zenith is shining bright orange, and under the starry sky is the undulating sea.

Zhong Yi likes the sea. The sound of crashing waves is the white noise that can calm him. At the seaside, he can put aside distracting thoughts and hear the voice deep in his heart.

At this age, like an eagle in a cage, a lion in a cage, shouldering all kinds of possibilities, but being restricted everywhere, unable to spread its wings or step forward, it has infinite longing for the sky and the earth.

In fact, for Zhongyi, the future has come.

In his mailbox lay the admission letter from the Top 10 business schools on the east coast of the Pacific Ocean, but he still couldn't make up his mind.

If it was a year and a half ago, Zhong Yi would have bought a ticket and left without hesitation, but now...

Thinking of Shen Xifeng and that big, greasy and fluffy dog, even Zhong Yi's eyes softened a lot.

Although we still get together less and stay more apart now, at least the two of us are still in the same time zone, and we can hold hands and take a nap every now and then, and we really want to go to the other side of the ocean...

Zhong Yi didn't even have the courage to mention this to Shen Xifeng.

Just as he was thinking wildly, suddenly his eyes went dark, and something covered his head.

Zhong Yi was startled, and hurriedly pulled it down, before his sight was clear, his forehead was kissed.

Shen Xifeng appeared next to Zhong Yi with the atmosphere of fireworks in his banquet, with starlight shining in his eyes, dazzlingly beautiful.

"I knew you were hiding here."

He smiled and stretched out his hand to pull Zhong Yi to sit on the beach, then opened the thin blanket and put it on Zhong Yi's shoulder: "I didn't have time last time, so let's watch the sea with Yi Yi today."

Zhong Yi leaned on Shen Xifeng's shoulder and asked softly, "Is it finished inside?"

"I don't know, anyway, the people at the table are almost drunk, so I came to find you."

Shen Xifeng rubbed Zhong Yi's hair, then turned to look at him: "You drank so much, is there something wrong?"

Zhong Yi shook her head: "I vomited in the toilet, it's fine."

Shen Xifeng frowned, with regret in his heartache: "I won't bring you here next time on such an occasion, it hurts my stomach."

Zhong Yi is not stupid, she heard the regret in his words, stretched out her hand to let him hold her, looked at the starry sky and said: "I have thought about the naming thing, you paid so much money, you are famous in France, Just name it with 'Shen Yu', let the French remember your goodness."

"No."

Shen Xifeng immediately refused: "I originally wanted to choose your name or Zhong Qing's name, that place is a gift for you, how can you put your name on a gift for others?"

"Don't use Zhong Qing, I don't want this name to be known by so many people."

Zhong Yi thought for a while, then discussed: "Otherwise, use our two names? Two Ys?"

The corners of Shen Xifeng's lips began to rise. He sat up straight, pushed Zhong Yi away, and let him look at himself: "Actually, this is the result I want most. However, I feel that putting our names on the Together, it’s a bit of a name that doesn’t sound right!”

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After all, Zhong Yi drank too much wine and couldn't keep up with Shen Xifeng's rhythm.

Shen Xifeng looked at Zhong Yi's hair disheveled by the sea breeze, and his brows and eyes that were softer than moonlight, and suddenly felt a little shy.

He lowered his head and took a deep breath, licked his lips, and then raised his head again.

"The legal age of marriage in France is 15 years old, do you think we should go and get married?"

"???"

Zhong Yi felt that even if he never drank alcohol all his life, he still couldn't keep up with Shen Xifeng's rhythm.

"meaning,"

The sea breeze made Shen Xifeng narrow his eyes slightly, and he sat under the starlight, shining brightly.

"I want to give you a home."