Venomous tongue top stream is a small stutter [rebirth]

Song Zhi sat in the back row of the car, closed her eyes and leaned against Yan Huai's shoulder. The other party took his hand, and the fingertips gently slid across the joints.

Song Zhi had insomnia all night last night, and from the moment Yan Huai said that sentence, he couldn't even describe his mood.

Song Zhi had guessed the identity and appearance of her biological parents countless times. What kind of people are they?

Be it a teacher, a celebrity, a white-collar worker or a front-line worker on an assembly line, or even a farmer with his back to the sky.But no matter what their status is, in Song Zhi's heart, they are the most suitable appearance.

But Song Zhi thought more than once about why he would be trafficked, whether it was because his parents were negligent, or because he was naughty, or because of some reasons, his parents sold him to others.

If this is the case, what is the meaning of finding loved ones.

Song Zhi cares about every detail, worrying about gains and losses, fearing that all the results will not be as he hoped.

Since last night, Song Zhi has been brainwashing herself, thinking about their badness and inferiority, thinking that they are the most vicious people in the world.

As long as there is no hope, there is no disappointment.

"It's almost here." Yan Huai's gentle voice that stopped beside his ear brought Song Zhi back to reality.

He turned around and put his arms around Yan Huai's neck, desperately burrowing into his arms.Even if his parents don't love him, even if they are not good people, it doesn't matter, his life is already happy and complete.

Yan Huai supported Song Zhi's back and patted it gently, kissing the corners of his eyes tenderly, "Don't worry, they are all very good people."

Song Zhi tugged at Yan Huai's collar and nodded, the other party's voice and caress made him gradually calm and relax.

The car stopped on the side of the road, the old single-family villa was covered with green onions and roses, and the sweet-scented osmanthus in front of the door was in full bloom in the sun.

Familiar but unfamiliar images gradually overlapped with the appearance in memory, and those childhood memories were crazily pulled out from Song Zhi's brain.

"Have you thought of anything?" Yan Huai hugged him who was standing unsteadily.

Song Zhi looked at the open space in front of the door, "There should have been a walnut tree here."

When he was a child, he naughtily climbed a tree to pick walnuts, but was accidentally stung by insects all over his body.Because of the pain, he cried all day. In order to comfort him, his father moved the walnut tree and promised to change it into a sand pile for him to bring his good friends to play.

But why is there no sand pile here.

Song Zhi turned his head to look at the black fence gate in front of the courtyard again. In his memory, when he was a child, he had to look up to see the pattern on it, but now he can see it when he looks down.

"They are waiting for you." Yan Huai said, "Do you want to go in?"

Memories of the past flashed through Song Zhi's mind, he nodded.

The gate of the courtyard was opened. A few meters away from the sunlight and air, there stood two elderly people who had experienced years of baptism in front of the villa.

The grandfather lives on crutches, and with the support of the white-haired grandmother, he smiles at him in the courtyard full of sweet-scented osmanthus flowers.

Song Zhi's attention stopped on the clothes of the two old people. The old and ordinary thick coats with a sense of age seemed out of place in the hot solar terms.He could even detect the sweat dripping from the foreheads of the two old men.

But these two sets of clothes are very familiar in Song Zhi's memory.When he was taken by two old people to find his parents when he was a child, they were dressed exactly the same as they are now.In his memory, he called these two old people, "Grandpa, Grandma."

"Hey, my good boy." Grandma already had tears in her eyes.

Grandpa raised his other hand, "Good grandson, show grandpa quickly."

Song Zhi came to the side of the two old people, as if he could still smell the familiar smell from them, it was the smell of home.

He remembered that he was very naughty when he was a child, and would hide behind his grandparents every time he got into trouble. They loved him very much and would agree to any request.

Song Zhi supported her grandfather, and asked what she wanted to say but didn't dare to say, "Where are my parents?"

He could easily feel the wrinkles that his grandfather had produced due to his age, and every one of them was worn on the palm of his hand.

Grandpa patted the back of his hand, "I'll take you to meet them."

Familiar home furnishing unfolds in front of my eyes, Song Zhi’s childhood is hidden in every corner of this house, fragments of living with my family keep popping up in my mind.

Song Zhi walked up the spiral staircase to the second floor, and stopped in front of a closed mahogany door.

"Go in, they've been waiting for you for a long time." Grandma took his hand but was reluctant to let go, "Your grandpa and I will wait below."

Song Zhi could hear the sound of his heart stalling and beating, he clenched his palms tightly and looked at the wooden door in front of him.

"How about I accompany you?" Yan Huai held his clenched hand in the palm of his hand, and then slowly opened it, interlocking his fingers.

Song Zhi nodded, and moved half a step closer to Yan Huai.

The latter unscrewed the old doorknob, and in the morning the sun shone obliquely on Song Zhi's face through the glass window, hurting Song Zhi's eyes along the direction of the wind.

The sparrows on the window sill were chirping on the branches, the mahogany-colored floor was spotless, the light-colored patterned sheets were tidied up as new, and there were two books on the bedside table.

One is a foreign language document that Song Zhi doesn't understand, and the other is a yellowish bedtime story for children.There is a small blue car beside the bed, which seems to be his favorite one when he was a child.

Song Zhi moved her gaze upwards, and finally stopped at the wall where the wedding photos hung.The two people in the photo frame stood side by side, smiling brightly at him outside the photo frame.

The heart seemed to be squeezed crazily, but it was still beating desperately.

He is very familiar with the two people in the photo, but this deep understanding does not exist in childhood memories, but in the textbooks of his school days.

The two faces, which are the same as those in the wedding photos, run through Song Zhi's entire school days.

Turns out they never separated.

They are known as the greatest medical scientists of the 21st century, and their anticancer drugs won the Nobel Prize.This discovery breaks through hundreds of years of medical problems and can save countless lives around the world.

Regrettably, they went to Germany for exchange and study 14 years ago, had an accident in the laboratory, and accidentally died in a foreign country. Song Zhi was just six years old that year.

The day they died unexpectedly, known as Black Wednesday, was mourned around the world.

Song Zhi was trembling all over, he tried his best to force himself to calm down, until Yan Huai hugged him into his arms.

"They are all very good people." Yan Huai helped him to the bedside, and handed him a photo album and a diary, "The most important thing is that they love you very much."

Song Zhi flipped through the yellowed diary, which contained the little things her mother had recorded since she was pregnant.Every day in the diary has his name until it stops abruptly when he was six years old.

With the help of the diary album and Yan Huai, Song Zhi gradually recovered all her memories.

When he was six years old, his parents had an accident in Germany.The grandparents took Song Zhi to Germany overnight. The old man lost his son and daughter-in-law in grief, but he didn't think about how to confess to Song Zhi, who was only six years old.

They had just arrived in Germany, when Song Zhi disappeared from the airport.The two old people regretted the rest of their lives. They traveled between China and Germany during the past 14 years and never gave up searching.

A few days ago, Yan Huai found out through investigation that Song Zhi's lost location may be in Germany.He personally came to Germany to find clues, but met two professors by accident.

Song Zhi's grandparents are also domestic medical experts, and his grandfather is the professor who operated on Yan Huai's father.

The old man told Yan Huai the purpose of this, and Yan Huai, who had always been calm, was excited.Until the paternity test was put in front of him, all the doubts were solved.

Life always likes to tease people, and the earth is just a circle when it goes around.Even if you travel long distances and go through untold hardships, you can finally return home.

Even though Song Zhi had never mentioned it to him before, Yan Huai knew that he wanted to find his biological parents every day.

The stubborn little hedgehog always hides himself airtight, and does not want to be found vulnerable and scarred.

When the truth was revealed, they hesitated whether to recognize Song Zhi or not.If Song Zhi knew that her parents were long gone, would it be more painful than concealing it?

In the end Yan Huai decided to tell him that Song Zhi has independent thinking and he has the right to know the truth.

At the same time, Yan Huai also wants Song Zhi to understand that he has never been an orphan, and that he has relatives who will always wait for him and love him.

Yan Huai hugged Song Zhi tightly, and kissed his tear-filled eyes over and over again.The stubborn Song Zhi didn't want to be found vulnerable, so all those salty tears were left to him.

"I will be by your side."

I will never leave you, and protect you for the rest of my life.

Song Zhi hugged Yan Huai and sobbed softly, his voice trembling and hoarse, "I have parents."

"You have four parents, grandparents, and a daughter who you always say has a weird temper." Yan Huai hugged him tightly, wanting to help him bear all the sorrow and pain, "Your parents are great people."

Song Zhi was suddenly laughed at by him: "But I'm so worthless."

Parents, grandparents and grandparents are all medical talents who have contributed to the country. Compared with him, he seems to be ignorant and unprofessional.

"Fool, forgot what Mom said in the diary?"

"Remember." Song Zhi nodded.

My mother said that our children don’t have to be top grades or to be the top of the industry, those are just accessories.

It is enough for him to grow up happily and become a positive and kind person.

"Also, what's wrong with you?" Yan Huai looked at him, solemnly, "You became the top player in the entertainment industry by yourself, and every penny you earned was earned by your own hands. You are upright, worthy of respect."

On Song Zhi's journey from entering the entertainment industry to becoming a top player, Yan Huai did not help him with any resources, nor did he do any publicity and hype.

Every industry has its meaning of existence, and occupations never distinguish between high and low.

"According to what you said, am I not good enough for you?" Yan Huai was serious.

"Ah?" Song Zhi was bored in Yan Huai's arms, "Why are you saying such things all of a sudden?"

"You are the son of a hero, and I'm just a businessman who smells like money." Yan Huai said seriously, "Song Zhi, can I be worthy of you?"

Song Zhi knew that the other party was still "holding a grudge" for his petty temper yesterday.

"Not at all." Song Zhi came out of his arms and put a kiss on the corner of her mouth, "We are rightly matched."

"Okay." Yan Huai was provoked by him, so he grabbed the back of his head and kissed him deeply, "The family is right."

The author has something to say:

In order not to let Xiao Song change his name, please accept that his biological father is also named Song.

Regarding writing in textbooks, please fill in your brain with photos of great men you saw in textbooks.

I also thought about letting Song Zhi's parents still live in this world.

But in my heart, it is impossible for such good parents to lose their children.And grandparents also made mistakes because they were immersed in grief.

This is the best result.

There is also a hidden line, which I will not write in the text.

Regarding the cause of death of Song Zhi's parents, don't watch the baby who doesn't want to accept it, it won't affect the main plot.

In fact, the death of Song Zhi's parents was not an accident, they were killed by Jonny's father, the same cause of death as Yan Huai's.

As I mentioned earlier, the crazy Jonny took the injection developed by his father and stuck it into Yan Huai's neck, just to prevent Yan Huai from going back to Song Zhi.

Back then, Jonny's father was jealous of Song Zhi's parents' achievements, so he had evil intentions, killed them with injections, and set fire to the laboratory to create the illusion of an accident.

Later, Yan Huai found clues in his investigation, which is why Song Zhi personally sent Jonny to prison, and Yan Huai continued to investigate.

Johnny has been sentenced to death, and his father died unexpectedly due to retribution.Yan Huai didn't tell Song Zhi, because he didn't want him to live in resentment forever.