His smile is weird [entertainment circle]

Human memory is a strange thing.

Song Heng, who was only three years old, was thrown by his biological mother at the gate of the orphanage. He had very vague memories of this childhood, but he remembered her voice and the faint fragrance of lilies on her body. At the age of 12, by chance, he heard that voice again, at the door of a record store.Excitement, excitement, disbelief, many, many emotions came up.

He learned from the clerk that he knew her name——Mu Yao.

He also knows that she is very popular now, very popular.

People have similar faces, and of course they have similar voices.

He used the money he saved from part-time work to find someone to investigate everything about this name. Later, he found out that she likes Lily, her blood type and constellation, that she was rumored to have unspoken rules more than ten years ago, and that she had disappeared for three years... He Knowing a lot of things... Including, she is the one who abandoned him back then.

Song Heng was very naive at that time, and his goal was still to find his mother.He thought that if he stood in front of this woman shining brightly, she would recognize him.

Facts have proved that he really read too many fairy tales.

"Xiao Hengheng, you have a bad attitude, I don't like it." Hei Yu dug out a guitar from a pile of broken instruments, plucked it a few times, "Singing is singing, how can there be so many purposes? Only like Only by singing can you sing well~"

After hearing this, Xiao Song Heng bowed his head in shame, and then heard the cheerful voice of his master, "Come on, it's time for dinner, let's sing!!"

"..."

Although it's shameful to sing, and it's even more shameful to sing with a tattered uncle, but it was this activity that reversed Song Heng's tone insufficiency.

"Hahaha, the little guy's timbre is pretty good, and now his skills have improved. When you sang to me for the first time, it was just a bit off-key, and the others are just fine..."

Didn't you say you were tone deaf?Your whole family is tone deaf, and the abuse of idioms is the most shameful thing! !Little Song Heng was roaring in his heart.

As time passed, Song Heng grew up slowly.

The master Hei Yu seems unreliable, but he really taught him a lot of things, including composing pictures, writing lyrics, playing and singing, dealing with people, and even learning cooking skills that he shouldn't have mastered... I saw Mu Yao's name on the Internet, and he signed up without hesitation...

"I want to meet my mother."

At a certain banquet after winning the championship, he still held this idea, shaking with excitement, thinking that all his efforts would be rewarded.

He dressed up and came to the banquet where she was, but she was not there.While colliding with the crowd, the spilled red wine stained his clothes. Under the instructions of the waiter, he went to the bathroom on the second floor to tidy up.As a result...he went to the wrong room.Hearing the approaching conversation, Song Heng hurriedly hid in the closet.

It was here that he heard a conversation that he would never forget in his life.

In the pitch-black wardrobe, he couldn't see the scene in the room, only the voices could be heard clearly, and he could tell that one of the voices belonged to Mu Yao.At that moment, he even wanted to open the cabinet door desperately to meet her, but he didn't move...

"Have you seen that child?" The deep and rough male voice spoke very slowly, with a hint of oppression.

"……not yet."

"His name is Song Heng?" There was a click of a lighter.

"Yes."

"He also deserves the surname Song? Mu Yao, aren't you a little too bold, you just secretly gave birth to a child without telling me, and you dare to let him take my surname?" Amidst the shaking of the cabinet, the man's voice sounded again, "It's a pity that you like me so much... You are just one of the women who climbed into my bed for profit. Make it clear, we just take what we need."

"I'm sorry, it's all my fault. I shouldn't... Let him be named Song. You are right, how can my humble blood be named yours? He doesn't deserve it."

Whatever her reason for saying it, it sounded really hurtful.

"But this kid is very interesting, and he managed to find it here..."

Song Heng couldn't listen to what they said later.

He forgot how he left the room afterwards, forgot how he walked out of the banquet villa. On a moonless night, the sky was very gray, and the endless deep blue was like the color of a swamp.On such a night, Song Heng drove away and got into a car accident...

When he woke up again, he became Shen Dongning.

From Zhang Bo's mouth, I know that the child was bullied by the children in the same district, fell into the lake, developed a high fever, and fell into a coma. The doctor sent by the Shen family delayed the time. When it arrived, the child's condition had deteriorated. High fever persists.Just when he thought this life would die like this, he woke up.

During the days when he was in a coma, no one from the Shen family came to see him once.In the indifference of the wealthy, the so-called blood relationship is nothing but a bunch of data.

A tender and immature 6-year-old who has as little as he has.

The only thing he has is money. The Shen family will send a considerable amount of living expenses every month. He will send part of it to the orphanage on time, and the other part will be used for investigation.He contacted the private detective hired by his previous life by email and entrusted him to continue the investigation. At a fixed time every Thursday, he would receive phone calls and emails.Through the photos in the email, he can know her recent whereabouts, which street and which store she bought the expensive bag from, and how real the happiness on her face is...

No matter how long it takes, she is still beautiful, only he is alone in the grave and is gradually forgotten by the world.For her, his absence would make her happier.

From this moment on, his purpose changed.

When they said that he was not worthy of the surname Song, did they ever think that they were also worthy of being parents?

His surname is not Song, but Shen Dongning.

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"Hello, my name is Shen Dongning." The boy held out his hand.

A completely unfamiliar name, probably the young master who brought it here, Mu Yao thought so, stretched out her hand politely and shook him, "Nice to meet you."

"Are you really my fan? I haven't sung for five or six years. My fans are not as young as you. I think young people should also like pop songs." The implication is, It is suspected that he has another purpose.

Mu Yao's eyes moved, she lowered her head to drink, "It's a song from a long time ago, it's hard for anyone to remember..."

"I'm a strange person. I was born to like old things, especially old songs. In fact, I'm also a singer myself." Shen Dongning took off the mask, showing good-looking eyebrows and eyes, showing a childish look.This face was more unfamiliar to Mu Yao than his name, and it was this strangeness that made her feel at ease.

"I have a song I like very much called "Forgotten". Unfortunately, it was really a long time ago. I heard that the singer has passed away. I don't know if you still have any impression..." He suppressed the trembling of his voice and kept Smile, "For example, what kind of person is the singer who sang this song?"

"I don't know." After a long silence, she finally gave this answer.

"Also... after so long, who will remember?"

"Sorry, I have something else to do, so I can't chat with you any longer." Mu Yao glanced at him, turned and left.

Shen Dongning looked at the leaving figure, bitterness spread in his mouth...

He should have known that she is such a ruthless person, why should he expect that the woman who went to sweep the grave would be her, he should have seen it clearly, shouldn't he?

Shen Dongning had already forgotten which glass of wine he was holding. He only remembered the crossword guessing game with the guests in the midfield. He won several rounds in a row. He was very proud of the booing, and the companion he brought along was also very happy , laughed and clinked glasses with him...

"It's not good for children to get drunk~" The wine glass in his hand was snatched away, and it was the man wearing a demon mask who bumped into it first.Because the mask is so special, he still has an impression.

Shen Dongning was not drunk, and cast a displeased look at the person, saying clearly, "It's none of your business?"

"I just want to know, why are you sad?" The man wrapped his slender fingers around the wine glass and drank the rest of the wine with a smile, not caring about sharing a wine glass with others.

Seeing this behavior, Shen Dongning felt a chill in his heart.

"Crazy." Shen Dongning pushed this strange person away, he was really in a bad mood tonight.

Shen Dongning left the banquet early, returned the mask at the door, and walked out of the villa.The evening wind in April was cool, but he didn't feel cold, the wine he had drunk turned into heat and surged up, neutralizing the cold and the heat, he felt just right...

It was difficult to get a taxi at the intersection in the middle of the night, Shen Dongning took out his cell phone, scrolled through the phone book, and looked for someone to turn to for help.

Yan Fei?Shaking his head, he has a girlfriend now, if it disturbs his rest with his girlfriend, he can't be this villain...

Pei Yi?Director Pei lives far away, so I can't trouble him...

Chen yesterday and them?These few went off to their own after the tour, and they said they were going to have a party, but in the end there was no one, who knows where they are...

Shen Feng?Leaving aside the distance, I know he will get angry when he drinks.

Shu Lan?Don't kill yourself...

At this time, the light from the headlights shone from behind, causing Shen Dongning to cover his sight.

"At night, children should not come out and wander around, it's not safe." The car stopped beside him, and through the slid down window, one could see the smooth profile of the man with a smile.He also stretched out his left hand and hooked his fingers shamelessly in this direction.

"So it's you..." Shen Dongning was a little depressed.