[Rebirth] King of Theater

Al sometimes felt that Mrs. Sylvie might hate him.

This seems a bit strange, because when people choose to give, they usually have an illusion that "the person receiving help will appreciate me and love me", and it is this emotional illusion that often supports a person. Continue to invest unconditionally...

But Al was in the unconditional continuous devotion, but never thought "my mother loves me".

This kind of cognition has been around for a long time, and, in the continuous memory of the previous life, it has gradually become deeply ingrained.

You know, Mrs. Sylvie gave birth to him in the second-class cabin of the immigration ship. There was no midwife, no hot water, and only a boat full of unknown smugglers.

At the moment when he was born, perhaps in the eyes of the whole crew, this should be a happy event. At the moment of arriving in a new country, a new life symbolizing hope is ushered in, and it will be regarded as a good sign.But in the eyes of a pregnant woman, this is probably just a difficult, painful, and extremely embarrassing life-saving childbirth. Looking back later, needless to say, it is all a nightmare!

Not to mention the rest of life.

Just arrived in a foreign country, unfamiliar with the place, a premature baby is a drag!

He has had a difficult life since he was a child, and when he grows up, he is no match for boys of the same age in terms of physical work. The reason why he has been able to survive smoothly is all due to Mr. Sylvie's diligent work 24 hours a day.

So, when the venerable gentleman finally died of exhaustion...

What was in Madame Sylvie's mind?Would she think that the eldest son also had a "credit" for her husband's death?

In my previous life, I kept recalling the dead family members over and over again...

The more Al thought about it, the more he felt that Mrs. Sylvie had no reason to love herself. What "mothers will love their children" is simply a p phrase that doesn't hurt their backs when they stand up and talk. Therefore, my mother even made a plan and took the whole family to commit suicide I didn't even bother to wait for him to come back, so I just kept a pack of medicine.

Based on these thoughts, since he was reborn, he didn't think too much at all, he just did what he should do on his own, without any hope of gaining anything from it.

But now, Mrs. Sylvie actually thanked him, even if it was just a few simple and insignificant words, it at least proved that she should have no resentment towards him, right?

The once inherent cognition was suddenly broken...

Al froze there at a loss for a moment, not knowing what to do.

Afterwards, what happened afterward is a bit hazy.

Anyway, he should have gone to see his newborn brother after visiting Mrs. Sylvie.

A wrinkled ugly baby.

But it can already be seen that he is a strong child, well-raised, chubby, with strong arms and legs, and a loud cry.

Al also carefully embraced the younger brother who did not exist in his previous life, truly feeling the magic of life for the first time.

For a moment, it was probably some kind of information engraved in his genes urging him, making him want to turn around and rush out, looking for food and hunting wild animals like a primitive man, and contributing a little to the growth of this little new life. power.

As for those...

He didn't want this little life to go through all the hardships, hunger, and grievances he had suffered, and wanted to give him the best!

"You give him a name."

Grandma Luke looked at this scene of brotherly love kindly and couldn't help suggesting.

Al didn't even think about anything, and blurted out: "Antonio."

The well-informed grandma Luke couldn't help but narrowed her eyes with a smile: "Ah, is it a good name, a priceless treasure?"

Al smiled sheepishly.

He looked down at the ugly little baby again, and kissed him.

Luke watched this scene very curiously.

When he found out that his little friend was really happy, without even a trace of falsehood, he once again found it hard to understand in the depths of his heart, thinking about it in a clichéd way: "Brother, there is another baby to raise at home." Tuoyouping, how can you still be so happy? Damn it! Could it be that my grandma really said that you are a saint?"

But saint or not.

He couldn't help feeling an indescribable wonderful feeling towards Al in his heart, as if he suddenly found a rare treasure in a garbage dump, he wanted to hide it, and he wanted to show it off, but he still wanted to have it.

And this peculiar possessiveness is menacing, overbearing and domineering!

So much so that when he looked at the toothless and ignorant baby in Al's arms, he felt jealous for no reason: "How lucky! He has never looked at me with such loving and happy eyes!"

Next, as Luke expected, this newborn baby was indeed classified as his responsibility by Al, and he carried it on his back together with the original whole family.

Actually, it's no big deal.

Al thought lightly: "He's still so small, like a kitten, so he won't be heavy on his back."

However, because the mood fluctuated too much, I was so happy to see the newborn brother again later.

He completely forgot about Randy, and when he went to rehearse the next day and met someone, he suddenly remembered what he had forgotten before, and immediately apologized in embarrassment: "I'm sorry, Randy, There were too many things yesterday..."

"no need to say sorry."

Randy quickly interrupted him, and added superficially: "I see you are busy, so I will go back early."

For some unknown reason, he didn't say a word about the behavior of "I stupidly stood at the door of the ward and saw everything, and afterwards I dragged the boy named Best and asked about a lot of things about Al's house" and behaved very calmly and peacefully. polite.

Seeing this, Al couldn't help but feel a little guilty.

Agreeing to bring a friend to the house as a guest, but turning around and throwing the person on the street.

Although there is a reason for the incident, it is justifiable, but it is too much to think about it, no wonder the other party's attitude is cold now.

So, he was not angry, and said in a good voice: "You are free some other day, let's make an appointment..."

"no need."

Randy said dryly: "I mean, I've been very busy recently, the actor who played the maid is already ready, and I don't need to replace him, so I won't come to the crew again, and I have to learn to make new snacks."

Al noticed the estrangement between his words, thought that the other party was still angry, and couldn't help feeling a little lost for a while.

But he has never taken himself too seriously, especially after he just did such an outrageous thing as "throwing people on the street", he still tried to ask others to be happy and don't care, so he still smiled good-naturedly, thinking Say something to save the friendship: "I'm so sorry yesterday! I..."

It was nothing.

But Randy suddenly became angry, his brows furrowed tightly, and he yelled aggressively: "You didn't apologize to me! Why do you apologize for nothing? Do you like apologizing so much?"

Al froze.

He wanted to say something, but he couldn't think of it for a while, and he was struggling...

Mr. Milson suddenly called to him, "Al, come here."

The organized speech was suddenly interrupted, and Al had to smile apologetically again, turned around and ran towards Mr. Milson.

Randy stood there very annoyed, looking very pitiful, and didn't move for a long time.

Matt, who had just finished rehearsal and was drinking water next to him, saw it and couldn't help but came over and accused, "What are you doing so fiercely? Al talk to you well, look at your stinky face like a dead mother, Does it look like you want to make friends?"

"I don't even know who my mother is."

Randy immediately snapped, "You don't know anything."

"What don't I know! At my age, I don't have more experience than you."

Matt immediately took the opportunity to tease his son, and began to poke his feet with every sentence: "Don't you just like him and want to make friends with him, but you are acting like a genius and insist that he is worthy of you? Relying on being a little smart and good-looking, you think you are great, and you are the best in the whole world! You don’t say anything if you are tempted all day long, and if you are unhappy, you will take it out on others and kick it to the iron plate? Think Will everyone buy your account? Bah! Don't think I don't know, you must be giving people bad snacks! Although you are my son, if you want me to say that you have a pretty face and a vicious heart! "

Randy cried angrily: "You're talking nonsense, you're talking nonsense... I don't think I'm great, I don't think I'm great!"

There was a layer of water in his blue eyes, and finally, he choked up: "I, I feel that I am not worthy of others."

Matt was taken aback, and thought: "Did gold coins fall from the sky? This brat will have today!"

But after all, he was his own son, and he was a little soft-hearted for a while, so he had to endure this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity to laugh at him, and show his old father's care and love, racking his brains to think about his son's strengths, trying to give him some encouragement.

However, since the two of them ridicule and sarcasm each other every day, it seems very unskilled to boast.

It took Matt a long time to find the right language in another way: "How can you be unworthy of others? Uh, my son is so powerful and talented, like... uh, you are good-looking, after all, you are me. Well, I was rated as one of the top ten beautiful men before, well, you can sing well, although you are not as good as me; you can play various musical instruments, hey, they are all mine Credit..."

But who knows, Randy is even more sad.

The blond boy almost burst into tears: "Ah, shut up! Shut up! Shut up! Bastard! Why do you say that! It's so disgusting! With your bad genes, I, I feel even more unworthy!"

Matt: ...grass!