Song Zhinian’s voice was calm without any ups and downs, and his dark eyes were still as calm as a pool of stagnant water.

    The camera caught up and filmed the scene where Song Cheng suddenly became emotional and hugged him tightly in his arms.

    Song Zhinian stared at the camera and asked in confusion, “What bad things did Lin Qing do again?”

    [No? Does Nianzi have Lin Qing’s PTSD? ? ]

    [Didn’t Zhizhi say before that he saw Lin Qing beating people in private and always thought that Lin Qing was a bad guy? ]

    [Remove “feel”, Shuanq (smile)]

    [Hehe, I guess the contact person that Ou Qi revealed himself was Lin Qing (smile)]

    [Ahhh, so how is my wife now! My sweet wife ahhh! (Breaking the pencil)]

    The camera was facing Song Cheng and Song Zhinian, showing the audience this touching parent-child moment.

    However, just when the audience was speculating and worrying, a small head suddenly appeared on the window of the business car behind Song Zhinian.

    The glass of the business car is one-way, and it is difficult to see inside from the outside.

    Obviously, the little head was pressed tightly against the car window, and only when he looked out hard could he see a very vague outline.

    The little kid in the car was worried and anxious, and he lay on the window glass with a worried look on his face, looking out with his little face flattened.

    Soon, the barrage posted one after another:

    [Huh? There is another kid in the car behind Zhizhi? ? ? ]

    [Why does it look a bit like Guaizi? ? ? ]

    [Absolutely impossible, Guaizi is going to the hospital with his father (question mark) (question mark)]

    It is already the third episode, and most people are already familiar with the appearance of the little kid.

    The blurred outline on the window looks like a silly and cute little kid!

    However, in the live broadcast room of Wen Tian next door, the three-year-old kid was clearly lying next to Wen Tian with a worried look on his face. How could he appear in Songcheng’s car at the same time? ? ?

    Impossible.

    Absolutely impossible!

    Moreover, the little kid found that the camera seemed to be subtly raised, as if the director behind him noticed him.

    The little boy stepped back hastily, shrinking back into his shell like a little snail.

    Song Zhinian turned off the tablet when he got out of the car, so the little boy couldn’t open the combination lock and couldn’t see what Wen Tian was doing.

    Thinking that he might not see his father for several days, the little boy lowered his head, sad like a wilted flower.

    At this time, Wen Tian was lying in the nanny car, his face pale and his chest heaving rapidly.

    His eyebrows were tightly knitted, and his pretty face was soaked with cold sweat, like a thin piece of glass that would break if touched.

    Jiang Han grabbed his hand, half worried and half expectant.

    His Wen Tian was different.

    He was so smart, and he had been staying away from Lin Qing since the amusement park, exposing Lin Qing’s calculations step by step, and fighting against this world that betrayed him.

    Jiang Han was sure that he must have thought of some major bug at the time, which led to the world punishing him like it punished Song Zhinian.

    Jiang Han tightly grasped the young man’s slender fingers, leaned down, and said to Wen Tian as if praying to God, “Ah Tian, ​​don’t give up.”

    Don’t give up.

    The man’s low and warm voice penetrated the increasingly chaotic and blurred consciousness, like a beam of light piercing into the bottom of the water, grabbing the soul that was about to be drowned to death.

    Don’t give up.

    Remember.

    What was he thinking a second before the headache.

    Wen Tian’s eyelashes trembled wildly, like a butterfly falling into a spider web, desperately trying to survive.

    – Ou Qi, yes, Ou Qi.

    He is dealing with Ou Qi, together with Jiang Han – yes, Jiang Han, Jiang Han.

    The handsome and noble face of the man emerged from the dark consciousness, his hawk-like eyes smiled, looking at him gently and forbearingly.

    Jiang Han always looked at him like that, as if he had many secrets hidden in his heart, but could not speak them out.

    Wen Tian’s frown slowly relaxed, his lips parted, and he whispered like a sigh, “Jiang Han…”

    Jiang Han’s eyes deepened, and he quickly held his hand and put it on his cheek, saying in a low voice, “I’m here, ATian, ​​I’m here.”

    Wen Tian slightly opened his lips, exhaled quickly, moved his fingers slightly, and shook hands firmly.

    Their fingers immediately became interlocked.

    Wen Tian held his hand tightly, like grabbing a life-saving branch in a torrent.

    The two words “Jiang Han” firmly kept in his mind, and then, the dark world appeared light. Wen Tian looked hard and saw Jiang Han standing in the corner of a narrow supermarket in an old community, holding a child and greeting him.

    That scene was once deeply engraved in his mind, and at this moment, it became the only beacon in the darkness.

    Wen Tian stared at Jiang Han, and his eyes slowly fell from Jiang Han’s eyes to the sweetly smiling baby in his arms.

    He remembered.

    The second before the headache, he was thinking… it would be great if the baby had grandparents.

    Grandpa.

    Grandma.

    His father and mother.

    Who are they?

    “Dad…Mom…” Wen Tian muttered with difficulty, and the broken voice was vague like chaotic fragments.

    Jiang Han tried to get closer, “What did you say? Say it again!”

    Wen Tian, ​​”Dad…Mom…”

    Wen Tian suddenly realized that the original book did not mention Wen Tian’s family background at all!

    His relatives, friends, likes, and dislikes, not a word was mentioned in the book!

    But he is not a tool to serve the plot, he is a living person! !