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"My father is my comrade in arms. He died on the battlefield to save me. He used his own life to exchange my life. I owe him. I still don't know for my whole life. Later, I heard that my mother was also dead. I sent people to look around and finally found the fight in an orphanage.

At that time, he was only more than two years old, but he had already transferred his hands to several families. They were abandoned again and again because they didn't speak. In the end, no one asked for them. They had to be sent to the orphanage. I took him back and looked for a doctor to see him. Finally, he was diagnosed with autism. "

Bu Tong's heart, a smoke a smoke of raw pain, "how can this be? He was so young, he suffered so much... Two years old, it is the age when he began to know the world. He must know what happened to him, so he would shut himself up and not speak. "

"Wife, I can promise you anything, but this one can't. We must take his father's surname when we argue."

Bu Tong nodded, "I understand. I won't mention this matter any more, and I will pacify the dispute. My husband, we can take good care of the dispute, so that his father's spirit in heaven can rest in peace."

Li Jingchen kisses her eyebrow, "Butong, thank you..."

Bu Tong hugs him tightly, and wants to give him all the warmth on his body.

Originally, in Li Jingchen's heart, there are so many untouchable past.

So fragile in the past, it seems that a touch will make the heart ache...

for a long time, Butong closed his eyes and gradually fell asleep.

When she fell asleep, she lifted her tears in her arms.

...

the next day, it rained intermittently all night and never stopped.

Fortunately, Butong has no work arrangement, so he stays at home with Yan Zheng.

Towards noon, Tang poetry came to xingyuewan with a large stack of materials. "Tongtong, these are the scripts I selected for you. They are all prepared for shooting next year. You can see which one you like, and you can take one or two appropriately."

"Well, thank you, Mr. Shi."

Tang Shi took a sip of hot tea from the maid and asked casually, "did song Chi live here last night?"

Bu Tong gave a bad smile and said, "it turns out that our master of poetry is a drunkard. He doesn't mean to drink. He's chasing song Chi in the name of sending me a script, right? He did live in my house last night, but I learned that when I had breakfast this morning, he left after breakfast

Tang Shi sneered, "he is quite able to hide, knowing that I don't like Li Jingchen, he's hiding from you."

"Shiye, do you really like song chi so much that you want to marry him?"

Tang poetry indifferent way, "if I am destined to be married, then why not marry a person you like?"

Butong nodded approvingly, "yes, I support you."

"If you really support me, can you not take him in?" Tang Shi thought for a while and said, "I've thought about what you said last time. I won't embarrass you with Li Jingchen. But if I can avoid it, I'd better see him less. After all, it's not a day or two to change one's outlook."

"But I have no reason not to take song Chi, and shiye, if he really wants to hide from you, he will really have no way?"

"Tung Tung, what do you mean?" Tang poetry is not clear, so, "you mean he is not really hiding from me, he still has feelings for me?"

Bu Tong: "it's not that there is no such possibility, but there is another possibility, that is, he didn't take you seriously at all, but because of my relationship, he was sorry to turn over with you, so he tried to avoid you, but you didn't have the trouble to avoid you in his heart."

Tang Shi leaned back on the sofa in dismay, "heart piercing Tongtong..."

"I'm telling you the truth. You have a long way to go to pursue your husband, and there will be more heart piercing times in the future."

"I thank you," Tang Shi sighed, "I don't care. I'm hurt. I'll stay for lunch while Li Jingchen is not at home."

"No problem. What do you want to eat and let the kitchen make it for you."

"It's almost the same..."

...

in the afternoon, the dark clouds seemed to fall on the roof of the house, and the continuous winter rain added a little coldness to the already cold winter day.

Linche came down from the black Bentley, carrying a black umbrella, and entered the detention center.

"Mr. Lin, please come here," the director of the detention center led the way respectfully. "Yesterday, a gentleman came to visit Du Xiaoshuang. People from the police station said that they were from the unusual group. We couldn't afford to provoke such a large group of people, so we let him see them. However, the prisoner didn't say a word to him, which made him angry. I hope you can get something today When Lin Che did not speak, he came to the meeting room and saw Dr. Du sitting opposite the table, handcuffed and head bowed."Mr. Lin, please feel free to let me know if you need anything."

"Would you please turn off the monitoring," linche said gracefully. "By the way, please ask the staff to go out. I want to talk to her alone."

"General manager Lin, although it's against the rules, since she's from the Bu family, and she's personally sent by the chief of the Bu family, it's also a domestic affair of the Bu family. Of course, it's not suitable for anyone else to be present," the director said to the two prison guards standing behind Dr. Du. "You both go out. You're not allowed to eavesdrop, and you'll be shut down by the way."

"Yes."

Lin Che nodded and smile, "thank you."

"You're welcome, Mr. Lin. the prisoners have handcuffs on their hands and feet. They shouldn't hurt you. If you have anything to do, just call me out. You can talk first, and I'll go out first."

"Good."

When the door of the meeting room was closed, the smile on Lin Che's face suddenly cooled down. Instead, it was the evil that was incompatible with his gentle and elegant face.

Lin Che took out a palm sized instrument from his suit pocket, turned on the switch, and inspected it in a room less than 20 square meters. He didn't find any monitors. He made sure that the monitoring had been turned off before putting the instrument away.

"Who let you hurt Tung Tung Tung?" Lin Che stepped forward, grabbed the orange clothes in front of Dr. Du, pulled her up, clenched her teeth and asked, "how dare you dare to move her without my permission?"

Dr. Du's haggard face was like ashes, like a lifeless puppet, without a trace of reaction.

Lin Che pushed her back to the chair, straightened her tie in front of her, went to her opposite, opened the chair and sat down, and her voice became quiet a little bit, "say."

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