The actor's dog is being stupid every day

After Song Ziqian and Mo Shen got married, they have been very happy. Except for the first two years, Mo Shen had to work abroad, but in the third year, he returned to China with a branch company.As a result, Mo Shen became even more entangled with Song Ziqian, wishing he could run after Song Ziqian every day.

Song Ziqian mentioned about the child, Mo Shen looked around to change the subject.

It's a joke, when a child comes, Song Ziqian's favor will definitely be taken away. At that time, Song Ziqian will live in a room with him in order to take care of the little kid, and sleep alone.

No, no, I can't have children yet, wait a minute.

In recent years, Song Ziqian has completely switched to working behind the scenes, and directed a text film, which did not do very well at the box office.But in the circle, the word-of-mouth reputation of this film is not bad, that is to say, whether it is well-received or not.

Mo Shen naturally held a lot of money to invest in Song Ziqian to make a movie, but Song Ziqian refused. He knew his limit, and if he continued to make movies, it would be a waste of money. Later, he turned to be a producer However, the few films he handled were box office hits.

After becoming a producer, I am not as busy as before, and I spend more time at home.

This weekend, Mo Shen had been pestering Song Ziqian to ask for it since early in the morning. Song Ziqian just felt that he was too old to stand up to the energetic Mo Shen. He did it several times last night, and he couldn't take it anymore.So he sent Mo Shen down to do housework, to clean out the storage room, and use it as a children's toy room in the future.

Mo Shen went downstairs with his messy hair, and his clothes were still pajamas, with his mouth curled up, unhappy.

Is the world between two people not good? If you insist on raising a child, listen to what he said, you want more than one.

Don't scratch your hair deeply, your head is getting bigger, your future sex life will be worrying...

Stretching out his hand to push open the door of the storage room, a layer of dust actually rose up, Mo Shen coughed and coughed for a while.

It's been a long time since Song Ziqian came in.

He turned around and went out, took a mask that Song Ziqian usually used when going out, put it on, and went back to the storage room.

There are still stacks of cardboard boxes in the house, and the sun shines in through the innermost window, with streaks of golden light, and fine dust is flying inside.

Start at the door first, sort out all the unnecessary things, donate what should be donated, and throw away what should be thrown away.

The cardboard boxes at the door were mostly clothes that Song Ziqian didn't wear, as well as old curtains, bedding, etc., and there were replaced dishes, bowls, cups and the like.

Even the white carpet that Mo Shen soiled at the beginning was there. I don't know how to wash it, and the strands of hair stuck together, so I put it aside.

Inside, there were actually Song Ziqian's books from his school days. Mo Shen took out one and opened it to take a look. It was densely packed with neat notes, with thin fonts and sharp strokes.

Scholar!

With a sigh, put the book back in the box and keep it, this is a memory of youth.

Walk around and look all the way to the innermost place. There is the box that Mo Shen accidentally knocked down before, and broke the photo of Song Ziqian's family, so he was reprimanded.But Mo Shen didn't know at that time, he thought he was scolded for breaking Lin Tingrui's photo.

Mo Shen pulled the mask, first went to open the innermost window to ventilate the air, and then came back, took down the cardboard box, opened it, and took a closer look at what photos Song Ziqian was hiding.

The first photo that caught my eye was the wedding photo taken by the two on the mountain.

Mo Shen was secretly delighted, ouch, Song Ziqian secretly treasured their wedding photos.

Well... secretly put it away, just pretend I didn't see it, otherwise he will definitely become angry from embarrassment.

I am in a good mood and continue to look down, family photos, photos with Lin Tingrui in college, photos with Fang Yi, graduation photos, and some other messy photos, probably Song Ziqian's classmates.

After watching everything, Mo Shen picked up a solo photo of Song Ziqian in a white shirt. In the photo, Song Ziqian should still be in college, tender and looking at the camera with a pair of black-rimmed glasses.

So lovely!Why is my daughter-in-law so beautiful!

When I was about to put it back, I pressed my finger, and suddenly found that the photo frame can be rotated, but the gap for rotation is too small to be seen.

Huh?Another one on the back?

Open it up.

? ? ?Why is this little boy so familiar? ?

The photo on the other side is a group photo of Song Ziqian and a child. Song Ziqian is wearing a blue overalls, hugging the teary boy with both hands, smiling with crooked eyebrows, he is the happiest among all the photos just now The boy was still pouting and kissing Song Ziqian's face.

shameless!

……and many more.

Mo Shen looked at the upper left and tried his best to recall, this, this boy, seems to be me...

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Mo Shen was five years old that year, and went back to China to play with his ten-year-old brother and Mo's father.

Father Mo came back to talk about work, and he would bring them with him, but only because Grandpa Mo said that their family is from China anyway, how could the children not go back to China to have a look, so he brought the two of them with him.

Mo Shen was very stupid at that time, he didn't know the way, when he went to the amusement park with the Sun family, he lost his way, and stood in the middle of the road blankly holding an ice cream higher than his own head.

Anyway, the servants would come back to look for it, so they were not in a hurry, they blinked their big eyes and looked curiously, then walked around on short legs, their hair bouncing.

Song Ziqian worked in an amusement park during the summer vacation. In a cake shop inside, he not only sold cakes, but also sold some children's toys, so a bunch of children often gathered in the shop.

On this day, he had just packed a cartoon-patterned cake and handed it to the customer. When he looked up, he saw Mo Shen dripping from the window.

Wearing bright yellow overalls, with limp hair draped over his forehead, the ice cream in his hand was about to melt, lying on the window, staring straight at the cake with big eyes.

Song Ziqian slightly hooked his lips: very cute.

But I didn't notice that he was alone, I just thought it was the parents watching from other places, so I continued to lower my head to collect money and pack the cake.

Later, when I looked up there again, I found that the child was still there, still staring at the cake in the window with a salivating expression, and the ice cream in his hand had completely melted.

"Brother check out!"

Song Ziqian withdrew his gaze, but the cake in the customer's hand, the settlement, and the change, glanced out of the corner of his eye out of the window, but suddenly found a wretched middle-aged uncle squatting next to the child, pointing at the window and saying something.

While watching, he handed the money and cake to the customer: "Thank you for your patronage."

The child shook his head solemnly, and took a few steps back, but the uncle suddenly stretched out his hand, grabbed the child, and pulled it aside. During the dragging, the ice cream fell to the ground, and the child opened his mouth and began to cry.

Song Ziqian frowned.

"Check out, eh, check out!"

Song Ziqian directly pushed aside the fence next to him and rushed out, until he ran to the window just now. The uncle had dragged Mo Shen for a few meters, and Mo Shen was only concerned about howling.

The onlookers didn't know what their relationship was, they just watched from the sidelines.

The uncle rolled his eyes, suddenly came up with an idea, and yelled at Mo Shen: "Damn child, don't cry, you just lost an ice cream, Dad will take you to buy it later." He was about to hug Mo Shen take away.

Song Ziqian walked over directly, grabbed the uncle's hand, and pulled Mo Shen over.

Calm and calm: "You are not his father."

Hearing this, the uncle pointed at Song Ziqian with a very angry look: "Oh, what are you talking about, this is my child, you..."

Song Ziqian knelt down, took Mo Shen's hand, and asked, "Is he your father?"

Mo Shen shook his head while weeping, still sad about his ice cream that fell into a pile.

The uncle still didn't give up: "My child doesn't recognize anyone when he cries. He is my child. I will take him away. His mother is still waiting for us at the door."

Song Ziqian patted Mo Shen's back who was crying and about to hiccup, and raised his head: "I have already called the police. When the police come later, you can prove whether he is your child."

"You!" The uncle was so angry that he wanted to scold, but in a blink of an eye he saw the eyes of the crowd watching, and his anger disappeared: "I, I'll go find my wife, I'll be right back!" Then he ran away in a flash.

The people around were just watching. They were all tourists. They didn't know what the relationship between the middle-aged man and the child was, and they didn't want to meddle in other people's business.But if you want to take the child away by force, it is not acceptable. This young man did a better job and called the police.

Song Ziqian led Mo Shen to the bench in front of the store and sat down, rubbing Mo Shen's limp hair: "You and your family lost?"

Mo Shen opened his big tear-filled eyes, nodded, and took a deep breath.

This big brother looks really good-looking.

Song Ziqian smiled slightly: "Then you wait here, the police uncle will be here soon."

Mo Shen nodded obediently, dangling his two short legs.

"Then I'm in."

Turning around to leave, Mo Shen's chubby hand grabbed the corner of his clothes.

"Brother, brother."

Song Ziqian froze for a moment, his eyes flashed with sadness for a moment, and he clenched his hands unconsciously.

own brother...

Mo Shen leaned forward and reached for Song Ziqian's hand, speaking in Chinese that was not fluent: "Brother, brother, hug!"

Song Ziqian let go of his hands, turned around, and bent down to hug Mo Shen.

After so many years, I don't know where my brother is. Is there any chance to find him in this life...

Mo Shen twisted his body, looked at the face of his beautiful brother who was close in front of him, and licked his lips.

Baji kissed him.

Song Ziqian was stunned for a moment, obviously he didn't expect this child to attack him suddenly.

It just so happened that another clerk in the store who liked to take pictures held up his camera and snapped a picture of this scene.

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Holding the photo, Mo Shen recalled little by little what happened back then. It turns out that Song Ziqian and I met so early.

I didn't think of that wretched human trafficker at all, but I only remembered the smashed ice cream and that super beautiful brother.