The male god pretends to be deep, 100 misses

Chapter 585 610: Shallow Extra Story (4)

After returning home, Song Qianqian specially made a cake for little Alan. There were a lot of half-slices of strawberries on the cake. The average little girl should like strawberries. She also specially wrapped it with a pink ribbon. , just suitable for children to eat.

At dinner time, when little Alan came out with the toy car, he saw the small cake box and was very happy: "Thank you Mommy, Xiaochu will definitely like it."

Song Qianqian gave him the bowl and spoon. Little Alan is not very good at using chopsticks. It hasn't been long since he returned to China, so he has to teach him slowly.

"Did you tell your daddy good evening?" Song Qianqian sat down and asked him while eating.

This house is not big, at least not as big as the one she lived in before, and it's not a duplex apartment. It's just over 100 square meters, with two bedrooms, one living room, one toilet, and one kitchen. It's a small home, but it's decorated very warmly by her.

"Alan said it." Little Alan ate obediently, "I also told my father that I am very happy to meet Xiaochu today."

"That's good, let's eat, take a shower after eating, and go to bed after watching TV for a while, you know?"

"understood."

Little Alan has always been very good, which makes Song Qianqian very pleased.

Alan's father is the child of Song Qianqian's tutor when he was studying abroad. After Alan's mother gave birth to him, he suffered a massive hemorrhage and went into shock. He was extremely short of blood of the same type. If he was not rescued, his father could only take care of him alone.

Song Qianqian hugged him, and when he was a baby, she held him softly in her arms.But it's not common at ordinary times, and I didn't think the fate was so great, so I didn't take it too seriously.

When the child was two years old, the tutor went to the local slums with her and another m student to do research. This topic is very dangerous, and generally few people will apply, because the local slums are really a A place that sucks blood.

Especially in countries with a huge gap between the rich and the poor, if you are not careful, you will die.But if the topic is there, someone should do it.

At that time, Song Qianqian had no worries, and didn't feel that she needed to live for anyone, so she joined in so boldly. She was trained as a news reporter and planned to become a war correspondent.I just think that it might be good to use all my passion to become the person I once wanted to be the most.

Even if he accidentally died, he had fought for his dreams.

But in that project, they ran into a riot, and gunshots rang out. Her mentor died in such a riot in order to save a child in a slum area. She, another student, and a group of innocent people were locked up in the dark The place.

They cannot speak, and if they speak, the guards will be shot.

Looking at the only skylight at that time, she was thinking, maybe this is fate, or maybe it is a good thing to die here, because no one knows, so no one will suffer.

Fortunately, help came and they were all saved.And their mentor who passed away unfortunately left only a child who was waiting to be fed. He didn't even have much savings, let alone other relatives.Alan was only two years old at the time, and he couldn't speak very well.

First, he was put into the orphanage, where he stayed alone in the corner all day long and was not touched by anyone. It was very pitiful.A group of people from their class formed a team to see him, and Alan kept crying when he saw their former brothers and sisters.

Song Qianqian didn't feel how kind she was, as Jun Lin said, under such a beautiful face of hers, there was a very cruel heart hidden.But I don't know why, after the words of King's Landing appeared in my mind, I also thought of the child who had no fate.

She couldn't bear it, and when she thought of this child, she felt full of guilt, and felt that if she didn't do something, she would have trouble sleeping and eating.Later, after many twists and turns, the classmates who were with her knew her wish to adopt and helped her all the time.The most valuable thing is that because her nationality still belongs to China, there are many less procedures for adoption.

In the end, she made an agreement with a male classmate who was willing to help her. In order to be able to adopt little Alan, they married for three years. Three years later, that is, now, they have successfully divorced abroad, and she brought Alan back to China.At the same time, he also gave up the opportunity to become a regular international war correspondent.

For no reason, I just suddenly felt that I was worried.There is no longer that kind of mentality that is not afraid of death to go to the battlefield.The time she was locked up was enough for her to see the cruelty of war. Every day people die, and every day is hell.

She didn't want little Alan to become an orphan without a father and mother again.

Little Alan knew that he was adopted, and at the same time he knew who his biological father was, and even more who his adoptive father was.But because of Song Qianqian's meticulous company, he easily accepted it.The mentality is also very good, the personality is a bit soft, but the three views are very positive.

Saying good night to the photo of his biological father on the bedside every night is what Song Qianqian taught him. One is to remind him to remember who his biological father is, and the other is to remind Song Qianqian to cherish life , just to protect this child from growing up.

Maybe it was because the hypnosis time was too long, Song Qianqian herself began to cherish her life, started to laugh and make trouble, and lived a comfortable life, and her temper became better and better, not only for others, but also for herself and little Alan.

Looking at little Alan who had fallen asleep, Song Qianqian kissed him gently on the forehead, turned off the night light, and then gently closed the door, took out red wine on the top shelf of the kitchen cabinet, poured a glass, and sat In the dimly lit room, she looked at the stack of evening newspapers in front of her. The big picture on the cover of the Financial Evening News on the top was that person.

But she just glanced at it, then gently put the newspaper aside, found the gourmet newspaper, turned to the baking column, read it carefully under the light of the desk lamp, and made excerpts in the notebook.

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Herry would come to her, she had never thought of it, because after the two of them divorced, although their cell phone numbers were there, they no longer had contact with each other.

After all, three months have passed.

Herry came to China with a group of professors and had a joint program with Jiangcheng TV Station. He called her when he remembered that she was from Jiangcheng.

When Song Qianqian picked him up at the airport, he explained to the professors that Song Qianqian was his ex-wife, who was open to foreigners and would not care about divorce and be friends, so he left clearly.

"Long time no see." Herry gave her a hug as soon as she came, and Song Qianqian, who was wearing a black mask, also hugged him directly and patted him on the back.

"Thanks for your hard work."

"It's easy to say. Qianqian, you are still as beautiful as ever."

"Thank you, let's go." Song Qian smiled at him, but with the mask on, Herry didn't see her smile.

He was half-joking: "What are you doing wearing a mask? Such a beautiful face is completely blocked."

"I have a cold." Song Qianqian was talking nonsense.

"Oh~ Then pay more attention to your body. Is Alan okay, I haven't seen him for a long time."

"It's okay, but he's going to class at this time, and you can see him in the evening."

"Evening? Are you inviting me?" After a few words, Herry became serious again.

Song Qianqian didn't take it seriously, and told him directly: "You sleep with Alan, he must miss you very much."

"OMG! This is sad news, can we discuss it?" Herry sighed and chased after him.

"No." Song Qianqian smiled lightly and refused decisively.

　Don't worry, we will meet again soon. . .I just love Calvin. . . ?????????????
　　
　
(End of this chapter)