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Qin Mingzhu couldn't answer, and he didn't even look at the child for a while.Because of the sudden severe headache, he fell back to the sofa again. His mother's Mrs. Su's voice was next to his ears, and Sheng Yingqi's voice was at the other.

He heard Sheng Yingqi calling him Qin Mingzhu.

No, not right.

He was already dead, and he jumped from upstairs.

What's the situation now?

Enduring the pain, Qin Mingzhu raised her head and looked around.This room was familiar yet unfamiliar, he recognized it for a moment, and suddenly grabbed the arm of Mrs. Su who was caring for him.

"Mother."

How many years, he did not call this title.

Mrs. Su suffered from pancreatic cancer, and it was at an advanced stage when she was discovered, and she died within a year.

Seeing her mother again, Qin Mingzhu couldn't help suspecting that this was a dream he had in order to make up for his real regrets.

Mrs. Su sat down, wiped the fine sweat off Qin Mingzhu's face with a handkerchief, and said distressedly: "What's the matter? Did you have a nightmare? Still feel uncomfortable? If you don't feel well, I'll call and ask your Uncle Zeng to come and have a look you."

The Uncle Zeng she was talking about was the Qin family's family doctor. Qin Mingzhu had a minor illness, and he treated those who had a fever or a cold.

Qin Mingzhu didn't have time to reply, so she just stared at Mrs. Su carefully, eagerly.It was only after his mother passed away that he realized how hard it is to be a child without a mother.

After marriage, he had a cold war with Sheng Yingqi, and he called his mother several times, but the mother's caring voice never sounded on the other end, only the cold female electronic voice.

Many times when he sat in Sheng's house, he was very envious of Sheng Yingqi.

There was a family dinner, Qin Mingzhu remembered it very clearly.

At the dinner table, Sheng Yingqi lost his temper with Sheng's mother because of a small matter. In fact, it was really a small matter, that is, Sheng's mother added fennel to the soup, which he didn't like.

When they arrived at the garage, Qin Mingzhu, who had been suffocating all night, still couldn't hold back, "Next time, don't talk to your aunt like this, it hurts people, and she didn't mean to forget that you don't eat fennel."

"She can even forget the taste of her son, so what else can she remember? Forget it. I told her that I don't drink it, but she insists on persuading me to drink it. It's really annoying."

Qin Mingzhu moved her fingers lightly on her lap, "Actually, I am quite envious of you, your mother can still bother you."

Sheng Yingqi glanced at Qin Mingzhu, he seemed to realize something, put away the irritability on his face, and changed his tone, "My mother is also your mother, you can just change your words, my mother likes you very much, do you feel it tonight? She kept persuading you to eat her special dishes, and said that I should not bully you at home, how could I be willing to bully you. "

Qin Mingzhu pursed her lower lip, "Your mother is only a few years older than me, I'm embarrassed to call you that."

Don't want to call, he only has one mother.It doesn't mean that when he marries Sheng Yingqi, he becomes the accessory of the other party.

Sheng Yingqi was noncommittal when he heard the words, "I have a classmate, his father got married for the second time this year, and if he finds someone younger than him, my classmate will still call him mom."

He glanced at Qin Mingzhu again, raised his hand and pinched Qin Mingzhu's face, and said with a bit of obscenity, "Of course, wife, you can yell if you don't want to, I won't force you." To caress, the voice is faint, and the eyes seem to be a little playful, "Who made me love you."

Qin Mingzhu didn't like Sheng Yingqi's attitude, which made him feel like a canary raised by Sheng Yingqi.He used to go out with his friends and encountered dirty scenes. At that time, those men treated the young men and women around him with this attitude.

He avoided Sheng Yingqi's hand, "Drive, I'm a little uncomfortable."

Sheng Yingqi slowly withdrew his hand and said a good word.

"What's wrong? Why are you looking at me like this?"

Mrs. Su felt that Qin Mingzhu had fallen into a sleepy sleep, and she became more and more worried. She took out her mobile phone and was about to call Dr. Zeng over, but at this time she was on the boat, and the signal in the room was poor, so she had to go out and make a call with her mobile phone.

Before going out, the child was left in the room.

Qin Mingzhu saw his mother, Mrs. Su leaving, and didn't get up to catch up, because he still felt that he was dreaming.He looked at the closed door and remained motionless until his clothes were slightly torn.

It's that kid.

He raised his face and looked bolder than before, "Brother Mingzhu, you are crying."

Saying that, she wanted to grab the tissue in her hand to help Qin Mingzhu wipe away her tears.

Qin Mingzhu realized that he was crying after a while, but his body moved first, and he avoided the child's movements, as if instinctively.

Child, no, he should be called Sheng Yingqi.

He didn't even think about it, after jumping downstairs with Qin Mingzhu's ghost, he was reborn when he was two years old.He had a breakdown for a long time, two years old... ha, what can two years old do?See how his wife fell in love with his wife's ex, and give him a cuckold?

He hated himself for not being reborn back to when he was 19 years old, no matter how bad he was, he could be reborn back before the divorce.

But rebirth is rebirth, Sheng Yingqi feels that he should not be too demanding, but it is really inconvenient to do anything with a two-year-old body.

It took him a whole year to establish a relationship between his short-sighted parents and the wealthy Qin family, and then he got the invitation letter for Qin Mingzhu's 19th birthday party on the cruise ship.

When he got on the cruise ship, he locked on the target task—Mrs. Su, Qin Mingzhu's mother.

Women usually have the brilliance of motherhood. When they see a child who is alone, they usually choose to help, and he has been with Mrs. Su before, so he knows something about Mrs. Su's preferences and temper.

Mrs. Su had an [-]% chance of helping him, and he had an [-]% chance of meeting Qin Mingzhu.

The plan went well, and Sheng Yingqi managed to meet 19-year-old Qin Mingzhu.

Different from the 47-year-old Qin Mingzhu, and also different from the 26-year-old Qin Mingzhu, the childishness of the 19-year-old Qin Mingzhu has not completely faded, her face is pink, fresh and youthful, she just sits there and sheds tears silently, like a painter The oil painting exudes delicate beauty.

Sheng Yingqi calculated his plan, took out a tissue from his schoolbag, and prepared to wipe Qin Mingzhu's tears.

He had investigated before, and Qin Mingzhu was not with Yan Jiayu at this time.He still has a chance, as long as Qin Mingzhu waits for him to grow up, only 15 years...

fuck.

15 years.

The action of wiping tears was wiped blank.

He heard Qin Mingzhu reject him coldly and politely, "Thank you, but there's no need." His eyes, which were different from those of Jiaohan's appearance, fell on him, with scrutiny, "What's your name?"

"... Qi Qi."