Miss Drama is slightly sweet

Tomorrow Dahai will go out and go to work with the ship on the sea.He also told Cen Tian not to work too hard at home, in fact, there is not much work at home.

After the sea was gone, Cen Tian was watching TV at home. The TV signal at home was not very good. The old-fashioned satellite TV always had problems of one kind or another.

Cen Tian had no choice but to go out and adjust the direction of the satellite's cauldron, but at this moment he found a person watching her outside the yard.

She withdrew her gaze vigilantly, and wanted to rush into the house in a panic, but Zhao Mingda stopped her.

"Cen... girl!?" Hearing his call, Cen Tian turned her head and looked at him suspiciously.

"I don't know you." Cen Tian saw a little doubt and puzzlement in his eyes, and even a strong sense of vigilance.

When had she been so vigilant before, looking at herself?This damned man actually deceived her, so that she still doesn't know her identity.

"Of course I don't know me, but I know you. Don't you know who you think you are?" He stood on the wall far away, and Cen Tian looked at the distance, knowing that she still had no way to hurt herself.

"I can't remember who I am, but they all say that I was pushed into the sea before, and I'm afraid someone will kill me, so I can't let you in." She said it bluntly and carefully, looking silly Dumbfounded, they all looked like they had just met, no different.

Those past memories flooded up, making Zhao Mingda feel bitter and sad, and the only bit of sweetness was also deprived, and it was deprived by his own stupidity and arrogance.

"Of course I understand why you are like this, but you also really want to return to your original life, and you also want to know what kind of person you are."

Zhao Mingda looked at her: "Look carefully at me, I'm not a bad person."

"But you look like a very handsome gangster from a TV show."

...she seems to be right.

"It's broad daylight, and it's a society ruled by law. Don't worry, I won't do anything to you."

Zhao Mingda never thought that one day he would tell others to abide by the law. This is a society ruled by law.

But there was no way, he had to convince this vigilant little woman now.

"Then you're outside and I'm in the yard. It's fine for the two of us to talk to each other."

Zhao Mingda looked at Cen Tian, ​​she moved her footsteps and really approached him.

"Let me ask a few of you, can you see if you can remember it?"

"Tell me, let me see."

"Do you still have an impression of the name Fu Haoyi?" The two of them just looked at each other from a distance across the wall.

"I know, I know this person." Zhao Mingda felt a little joy in his heart, but also a little bit of bitterness. He didn't expect that she would still remember him at this point.

"I've seen it on TV. He seems to be a very rich boss of a group. What's wrong?" Cen Tian said disapprovingly. Zhao Mingda stared at her facial expression and found that there was no mood swing. As far as the current Fu Haoyi is really just a simple financial boss who exists on TV.

They didn't really know each other at all, so thinking about it made her feel a little more balanced, but if she didn't even know Fu Haoyi, who else could she remember?
"I don't know the person you're talking about, even you and I don't have any impression, you may have misunderstood the person." Cen Tian glanced at him, although from her aesthetic point of view, this man looks pretty good of.

But even so, it was impossible for her to say anything more to this man. Brother Da Da said that she was not allowed to go outside casually, and she was not allowed to flirt with others casually.

How could Zhao Mingda be willing to let him stay in this small fishing village all his life, and even marry an unknown man? He racked his brains and suddenly remembered that there seemed to be a photo of Cen Tian's son in his mobile phone.

He quickly took out his mobile phone from his pocket, and then found two photos from the few albums.

Just when Cen Tian turned around and wanted to go back to the hut, Zhao Mingda stopped her again: "Miss, come and see this, see if you recognize this child."

Cen Tian frowned, looking a little impatient, she turned around and walked to Zhao Mingda's side, wanting to confirm again, to make him give up and make herself feel at ease.

However, when she saw the slightly blurred baby on the phone, her whole body froze like an electric shock.

She has seen many beautiful, cute, and just born older children on TV, but none of them can resonate with him like the child on the phone, and she can't help but want to hug him, kiss him.

She looked at the child, and thoughts welled up in her heart.

The little one in the swaddling baby looks so fragile and fresh, why does she have such a strong feeling?Could it be that this child is her relative's child?

"Where did the picture of this child come from?" When she was speaking, she was surprised to find tears streaming down her cheeks.

What's wrong with her?Why do you feel so sad?Is she sick?
"I took it secretly, but do you have any impression of this kid? Do you know who he is?" Zhao Mingda asked persistently.This is her own biological son, blood is thicker than water.

Cen Tian raised her head and held the phone, her voice trembling: "I don't know who this child is, but I don't know why, I feel my heart hurts when I see him."

Not only that, but she also felt that she really missed this child, but all this seemed so inexplicable, she should have never seen this child before.

The phrase "Mother and Child Lianxin" has never been adulterated. No matter what Cen Tian has forgotten, this little life that almost took half his life to be born has always occupied a unique place in her heart, and she cannot give it up. concern.

"You must feel sorry that you haven't seen him for a long time. She survived her illness under the care of others. Now he needs you."

The child really helped, Zhao Mingda struck while the iron was hot, desperately hoping that Cen Tian would continue to remember something.

Cen Tian only felt that she had a splitting headache, but she couldn't figure out how to think of him. Seeing Cen Tian's pain, Zhao Mingda was unwilling to continue to force her.

"It's right to react to this child. He is your son. Forget it, let's take it slowly. Let's think of your past and your child little by little. Listen to me, no matter what Zhao Dahai tells you , you don’t do it, and don’t leave here, okay? Otherwise, it’s very likely that you will never see your son again.”

Cen Tian held the phone, tears streaming down her face, then looked at Zhao Mingda, and nodded solemnly.