"Hmm." Zhan Muqing nodded, put the picture frame on the desk and straightened it, his vision became extremely deep, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

"The person up there is my mother!" Zhan Muqing's gaze retracted from the picture frame and fell on Si Nian's face, "She died, when I was ten years old. ”

Si Nian was stunned for a moment, "I'm sorry, I don't know ......"

"A poor woman, no one remembers, only me, who is a son." Zhan Muqing smiled indifferently, and a trace of hatred appeared in his eyes.

Si Nian actually saw a trace of loneliness and sadness on Zhan Muqing's face.

So, the last time she lost his wallet, he was not angry about the money inside, but anxious about the picture of his mother inside.

It's good that she found it later, otherwise she really ......

"Zhan Muqing, I didn't know this was a picture of your mother." Si Nian spoke softly.

Zhan Muqing stared at her guilty face and said in a low voice: "Come here, let me hug me." ”

Zhan Muqing's voice was extremely fragile, so that Si Nian couldn't help but step forward and gently hugged his head.

His mother died when he was ten years old, and without a mother's child, he must have had an unhappy childhood.

"I saw her jump into the sea with my own eyes, and I saw her die in front of me. I hate myself for not saving her......"

Hearing Zhan Muqing's murmur, Si Nian's heart was shocked, the ten-year-old child saw his mother die in front of his eyes......

How can you afford it?!

She had heard Aunt Pei say that Zhan Muqing had a bad relationship with his father, so she let him live here alone.

The father does not love, the mother is not there......

Si Nian suddenly felt that Zhan Muqing was so pitiful!

"I only have you now, Si Nian." Zhan Muqing rubbed Si Nian's face, "Don't leave my ......"

If she leaves, he'll be crazy!

Si Nian pursed his lips, unable to say a word, couldn't help but raise his hand and touched his hair, and said in a low voice: "Zhan Muqing, you still have Qiqi." ”

Qiqi is his daughter and his relative.

77......

Zhan Muqing's gaze deepened a little, and he pursed his mouth and did not speak.

——

The next day's shooting task was relatively urgent, and Si Nian woke up early in the morning.

When she woke up, Zhan Muqing also opened her eyes, but her eyes were sleepy.

"So early?" Zhan Muqing wrapped his arms around her waist, and just pulled her back into his arms and kissed her face.

Thinking of what he said last night, Si Nian didn't struggle, and said softly: "Well, the crew will be busy today." ”

As he spoke, Si Nian felt sick in his stomach again.

Quickly pushed Zhan Muqing away, "I'll go to the bathroom first." ”

"Give me a kiss." Zhan Muqing is very pestering.

Si Nian had no choice but to kiss him perfunctorily on the face, and then quickly covered his mouth and rushed into the bathroom.

However, he couldn't spit it out.

Staring at his pale face in the mirror, Si Nian raised his hand and touched his flat lower abdomen, which didn't look like she was pregnant with a baby at all.

Pack up and go downstairs, Aunt Pei has already prepared breakfast.

It's strange that she has tomatoes in her eggs, but Zhan Muqing's portion is not.

Si Nian asked curiously, "Aunt Pei, doesn't Zhan Muqing eat tomatoes?" ”

"Well, sir doesn't eat it."

"But the biscuit I bought him last time was tomato-flavored......"

The smile on Aunt Pei's face became even thicker, and she whispered: "If you give Mr. something, even if it is poison, he will eat it without hesitation." ”

Hearing Aunt Pei's words, Si Nian suddenly felt bitter in his mouth, and he was very uncomfortable.

Because she bought it, even if he didn't like it, he ate it all.