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It is not easy for a young junior high school master to keep a secret heart.

*

After the day of the class, it is time for the parent-child time for the brother and sister to interact with their father.

Because of the absence of mother, these children are particularly attached to their father, but today...the father has not come back yet.

The clock ticked and the clock was pointed at nine o'clock.

The living room is so big and empty.

Looking at the toys all over the ground and the dark night outside the window, the shallow mood finally fell to the bottom. She kicked the building blocks at her feet and looked at Chu Yi: "Brother, why haven't Dad come back yet?"

Chuyi touched her sister's soft hair: "Didn't Sister Xiao Gao say that, Dad is going to negotiate a contract today and will come back very late."

Liang Shen lay on the blanket, his eyelids lifted up: "But it's very late now."

It was past nine o'clock, which was very late for them.

Silence again.

The thick and beautiful eyelashes of the first lunar month hang down, and I couldn't help but feel lost.

They are used to their parents' company. In the past, even if their father is busy, they don't feel lonely if they have mothers. Now... Mom is gone, and Dad is not back.

Liang Shen pursed his lips and suddenly said, "Will we be like before again?"

Chu Yi was stunned and raised his head.

before?

Yes, before.

In the past, they spent every day like this, guarding the clock, guarding the night, and relying on each other. Even if they don’t have their parents to accompany them, even if they are lonely, they will not feel difficult after getting used to it.

Qian Qian's eyes suddenly turned red: "...I miss my mother."

Liang Shen also turned red with his eyes: "...I miss my mother too."

The two of them all fell on Chu Yi: "Where is brother? Do you miss your mother?"

Chu Yi naturally thought, but if he said that, his younger brother and sister would definitely be even more sad.

"Mom will be back soon, and dad will be back too. Qianqian and Liang Shen will go back to bed first, okay? When they wake up, they will be able to see them."

The two children were sleepy, nodded, and walked upstairs hand in hand.

Only one person in the living room was left.

When you are alone, you are always prone to random thoughts.

The young boy sat on the sofa with his hands and knees, his beautiful eyes swept across the clean ground, swept over the exquisite and expensive portraits on the wall, and then stayed on the phone in front of him.

He picked up the phone and pressed it several times, but he still didn't call it out.

The first day of junior high school is an older child, so you can’t always rely on your parents.

After moaning himself in his heart, Chu Yi fell asleep lazily against the back of the chair.

I don’t know how long it took, and the sound of footsteps came from outside, and then I sank around me, as if something had fallen.

I was immediately woken up by the noise in the first day of the Chu Dynasty, rubbed my eyes and raised my body.

Through the light, he saw his old father lying on the sofa, wrinkled suit, messy hair, and smell of alcohol on his body, obviously drinking too much.

"Sugar, wife..." Lin Suizhou waved his arms randomly, and held the ashtray beside him with his long arms, "Wife..."

Pick.

The ashtray was not held firmly and hit the face.

The first day of junior high school shrank back and covered his eyes with his brush, not daring to look, but it hurts.

The old father is silent.

Chu Yi was a little worried, so he approached carefully. He took off the ashtray with slight feet. His face turned red and he couldn't tell which piece was smashed.

"Dad..." Chu Yi pushed Lin Suizhou down.

"I'm not your father." Lin Suizhou muttered, "Don't scream, I... I'm still a cub, I don't have a son."

“…”

“…………”

His father was stupid and could not be saved.

Chuyi looked at Lin Suizhou who was drunk and was deeply depressed. His father was even more worried than his younger brother and sister.

Alas, it’s really not easy to be the eldest son of the Lin family.

On the first day of the Chu Dynasty, he took out his cell phone from Lin Suizhou's pocket. He didn't know when the screensaver was set to Jiang Tang's appearance. The woman bathed in the warm sun had a soft eyebrows and eyes, as beautiful as a painting.

The first year of junior high school tilted his head and secretly edited text messages with his mobile phone.

[I miss you~]

After a while, Jiang Tang responded: [No use of dad's phone.]

Huh?

I was surprised at the beginning of the first day of junior high school, and my mother could guess it?

Of course, Jiang Tang could guess that the indulgent Zhouzi would not use it as the ending, nor would he post such a cute and rippling wavy. This shows that the phone was taken away by the children again.

Jiang Tang on this side of the set sent a text message late at night: [Take good care of your father and don’t let him drink.]

...Don't let him drink.

Chuyi looked at the unconscious old father beside him and was silent.

*

The filming of the TV series has reached two-thirds. Today is a night scene. The lights on both sides emit hot temperatures, but the coldness of the night cannot be dispelled.

She sat on a small stool with plain face facing the sky, messy hair, wrapped in a slightly old coat, half-hung her head, and the script on her lap was full of marks, and the notes she made were more detailed than those of the actor.

Jiang Tang is a serious person. As the saying goes, she loves everything. Whether she is an actor or a screenwriter, as long as she does, she will be 100% perseverance.

There is no show to film now, and the actors sit together in groups of three or three to chat. Since they saw Jiang Tang's aura of confrontation with Quanjing, no matter whether it is a venue or an actor, they dare not be too close to her. After all, they cannot mess with her wherever they are.

"Xiao Liu, if you can't repair it, go to the crew next door to borrow one!"

"Xiao Liu has already gone to borrow!"

"Let him hurry up!" The director took out a cigarette from his pocket, muttered a few dissatisfiedly, and groped around to find the lighter.

"Uncle, smoking is not good for your health."

In the quiet night, the child's soft voice seemed particularly abrupt. He paused his hands and looked at it according to the sound.

The lights were a little dazzling. The little girl was wearing a little yellow duck hat and a strap skirt, with big eyes like black grapes. The director was stunned and slowly looked up.

The man stood in the night with a clever body, like a straight poplar tree.

He looked at him deeply with dark eyes, cold and oppressive.

"Lin, Mr. Lin?" The director stood up quickly.

Lin Suizhou didn't say anything, and his eyes accurately locked Jiang Tang in the corner. She was drowsy with her chin on her back. She turned the script with her fingertips on her fingertips with her eyelids drooping. She obviously did not notice the arrival of the child and her husband.

Lin Suizhou raised his eyebrows and bent down to push Liang Shen, who was hiding behind him.

Liang Shen had a small twirl of chirp on his back, his shirt was wrinkled, and his pants were loose. Although he was young, he was very ruffian. He was a little shy behind his hands and couldn't help but look at Chuyi.

Chu Yi took a light step and he bent over quietly. His long eyelashes crossed Jiang Tang's fair face. The subtle touch made Jiang Tang feel relaxed in an instant. She couldn't help but tremble and immediately raised her head.

His forehead hit the little head of the first grade of junior high school.

Jiang Tang cried out in pain, and was stunned when he realized who was in front of him.

"Mother!"

"Mom, Mom!"

Qianqian and Liang Shen were hugging each other in their arms.

The tip of her nose was the slight milky fragrance of the children. She was stunned for a moment, "Why are you here?"

"Visiting the set." The answer was a familiar cold male voice.

Lin Suizhou poked her forehead and teased: "Are you surprised or not?"

Jiang Tang: "..."

Very surprised, very unexpected.

"Director! I borrowed the stuff!!"

Xiao Liu came back all the way with the heavy equipment in his arms.

After putting the thing down, he took a long breath and wiped the sweat from his forehead. As soon as he looked up, he met Lin Suizhou's side face. After his expression froze for a minute, he looked at the director.

The director didn't say anything.
To be continued...
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