The strange couple in front of me was well-dressed and had a dignified bearing. Although the sobbing lady had red eye circles and lost her composure, she still couldn't conceal her aura.

When Yuan Che pulled his hand out of her hand with great effort, she was stunned for a moment, then took half a step back slightly, and said softly: "Sorry..."

She took the tissue from her husband, pressed it lightly around her eyes a few times, raised her head again, looked at Tang Minghua on the other side, and apologized, "I'm sorry, I lost my composure."

But it was so similar. The boy in front of her, no matter in age or appearance, was a perfect match with the son she had been looking for back then. The moment she met Yuan Che's eyes, she even felt that there was no need for a paternity test. From the mother's intuition, you can draw a conclusion.

Unlike Mrs. Fang, there was no surprise in Yuan Che's heart at this time.

It was very chaotic, countless thoughts came out of my mind, intertwined into a mess, and in this mess, there were countless vague fragments interspersed at the same time.

Yuan Che tried to calm down, picked up the teacup and took a sip, but his left hand was trembling imperceptibly.

The clear tea flowed down his throat, and a faint bitter taste spread in his mouth. Yuan Che lowered his head and took a deep breath. When he raised his head again, he said to Tang Minghua as calmly as possible: "Is there anything else you can do? Go back to school first."

His reaction was too indifferent, which was beyond Mrs. Fang's expectations. She looked at the young man with an unmoving expression in a little astonishment, feeling guilty and regretful in her heart.

If she hadn't been unable to hold back and disrupted the original step-by-step steps, things might not be what they are now.

Tang Minghua glanced at the couple, shook his head very slightly, and said to Yuan Che, "I'll take you down."

In the elevator car where there were only the two of them, Yuan Che guessed what Tang Minghua would say to him, or asked about the uncontinued topic, or explained a few sentences for the sudden appearance of those two people.

But no, Tang Minghua opened his mouth again, but the topic was brought back to Tang Ran: "Don't look at him who is a year or two older than you, but he is completely immature in thought, reckless, impulsive, and easy to act emotionally. If he crosses the line in any way Behavior……"

When he said this, he slightly lengthened the ending, leaving a meaningful pause, "I hope you can distinguish right from wrong and stop him immediately."

The unclear mess in Yuan Che's mind suddenly dissipated, and he raised his eyes to see Tang Minghua's expression.

These two sentences can be understood in two completely different ways. Whether it is an exhortation or a warning depends on the speaker's demeanor or tone.

He lowered his eyes just now and didn't notice Tang Minghua's expression when he said this, but judging from the tone of his voice, there may be some deep meaning behind these words.

The elevator made a soft "ding" and stopped steadily on the first floor of the restaurant. Tang Minghua smiled and raised his hand, patted him on the shoulder, and said earnestly: "You are a good boy, uncle believes in you."

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Sitting in the car back to the hotel, Mrs. Fang closed her eyes and let out a low sigh.

More than ten years later, the scene of the day the child was lost is still vivid in my mind.

It was an afternoon, and her son was only four months old. Accompanied by the nanny, she was walking around a square in City B with a stroller.

As the evening approached, the sunlight softened a lot, the awning of the stroller was opened a little, and the orange light shone on the baby's tender little feet.

The smell of roasted chestnuts wafts from a corner of the square, where there is a small roasted seeds and nuts shop.Mrs. Fang asked the nanny to buy a bag of chestnuts, sat down on the bench in front of the flower bed, and looked tenderly at the children in the car.

At this time, a young couple in love came to her, and the girl asked her shyly and politely if she could take a photo of herself and her boyfriend.

Mrs. Fang responded with a smile, took the mobile phone handed over by the girl, got up and took pictures for them.

In less than ten seconds, when she returned to her original position, the child in the stroller was gone.

……

Fang Qi and his wife quickly called the police and used their contacts in City B to search for suspicious persons around the square. As the sky gradually darkened, the child still disappeared.

Surveillance footage showed that just as Mrs. Fang got up to take pictures of the young couple, a woman came out from behind the flower bed and quietly picked up the child in the car.

The woman was found the next day on a train bound for a small town.

At that time, there was a middle-aged man beside her, and the two of them were carrying a crying baby. After receiving the report, the police rushed to the next station and brought the couple under control.

Without any suspense, the child they brought was abducted from city B, but it was not the lost child of the Fang family.

The confessions of the two were consistent, and they both insisted that the child who was carried from the square was stolen before leaving City B.

The place where their child was stolen for the second time was located next to a noisy vegetable market in City B, but there were no surveillance cameras around, so there was no way to confirm what the two said.

After many efforts, nothing came to fruition in the end. This child of the Fang family has never been heard from since.

More than ten years later, Fang Qi signed a cooperation project with the Tang Corporation in City C, and the husband and wife went to City C to finalize the details of the contract in person.That day, Tang Minghua had some urgent matters to deal with. They sat on the sofa in Tang Minghua's office and waited for a while. While drinking tea, they casually picked up the newspaper on the small table and glanced at it. Unexpectedly, their eyes were firmly fixed on a certain photo in the corner of the newspaper.

It was a newspaper from two days ago. Apart from the new newspaper of the day, this was the only one on the small table.Fang Qi didn't have time to think about why Tang Minghua kept this picture alone, he stared at the unclear group photo, his eyes fixed on the face of the boy on the left side of the photo.

……

The husband and wife did not jump to conclusions because of this low-resolution group photo. They first investigated for a long time, and slowly got a rough idea of ​​Yuan Che's basic situation, and then asked Tang Minghua to find a suitable time to meet him as a school manager and classmate. The identity of the classmate's father invited Yuan Che out, and they sat not far from the table to observe closely to see if they could find a chance to get something suitable for a paternity test.

The original plan was disrupted by Mrs. Fang's uncontrollable emotions.

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Yuan Che got off the car at the intersection still some distance away from the school.The night wind was wrapped in the cold autumn air, which woke his chaotic and feverish brain a little bit soberly.

A few fragments are still lingering in his mind, he walked slowly towards the school with the night breeze blowing, thinking of Tang Minghua's last ambiguous words, and the way the woman rushing up looked at him.

The buzzing vibration came from the cell phone attached to the side of the abdomen, Yuan Che ignored it, and moved forward completely mechanically.

I can't tell what it feels like, it's like dreaming an unrealistic dream.

Tang Ran called Yuan Che's cell phone twice, but no one answered, so she called Shang Xiao instead.

There was no one to answer Shang Xiao.

If he hadn't known that the two of them were having a simple and simple relationship, Tang Ran would have suspected that the color on the top of his head had started to become greener.

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