The actor is a double-faced petite

That day, the entire Gu family villa was like a happy island, the music was brisk and comfortable, the smell of food wafted straight out of the courtyard, there were children playing and laughing everywhere, and adults in twos and threes could be vaguely seen in the corner taking the opportunity to chat socially.

Tang Zichao knew that he had come at the wrong time.

The first time he came to the door, he didn't expect to clean up. He came wearing old patched trousers and holding a red plastic bag. At first glance, he looked like a little beggar who collected rags. He didn't fit in with those brightly dressed people, but he had to bite the bullet and go in Gu Tianyuan.

Before he entered the hall, he was blocked by several teenagers about his age in the yard.

"Get out, there's no trash here for you to collect." The leading mixed-race boy said arrogantly, "If you don't leave, I'll call security."

The 12-year-old Tang Zichao already understood the ways of the world. He was a bit of a fool, and he knew that he couldn't make trouble at Gu Tianyuan's house and cause Uncle Gu trouble. He just explained with a straight face: "I'm not a junk collector. I'm here to find Uncle Gu."

The boys laughed at him.

"The little beggar knows that this is Uncle Gu's house."

"You can call Uncle Gu?"

"You're not here to extort money, are you?"

Tang Zichao clenched his fists secretly, reminding himself again and again not to get angry, gritted his teeth and said, "Please let me go, thank you."

"Don't let me do anything."

"We are guests invited by Uncle Gu, why do you let us get out of the way."

"What kind of mourning star expression do you have, like a dead father, are you angry?"

The mixed-race boy patted the cursing one with a playful smile: "Don't curse. Hey, little beggar, empty out the contents of the bag. If it's not rubbish, we'll let you pass."

Tang Zichao did not open the plastic bag.

He can tell what is malicious, and he thinks these people will just continue to find excuses to make things difficult for him.

He hugged the things in his arms tightly, ready to force his way.

Tang Zichao just took two steps away, and just touched him lightly, the boy who scolded him for his dead father yelled exaggeratedly, covered his chest and sat down on the ground, crying to the mixed-race boy: "Brother Qingchen, He beat me!"

Tang Zichao frowned.

They were too close just now, and they did have physical contact. Even if he told the truth, these teenagers who were obviously in the same group would not believe it.

He didn't open his mouth to argue.

The mixed-race boy felt that Tang Zichao was tacitly acquiescing, and gestured angrily, and the other boys followed him and beat and kicked him, clamoring to punish the arrogant little beggar and avenge his companions.

It's not that Tang Zichao has no chance of winning in one-on-three, but he can't do it, he can't beat the guests invited by Gu Tianyuan at Gu Tianyuan's house.

Therefore, Tang Zichao protected the plastic bag and said nothing, just waiting for them to pack enough.

But he underestimated the strength and ferocity of these teenagers.

Within two strokes, Tang Zichao was thrown to the ground, followed by several kicks in the stomach.

The commotion here attracted many people's attention, but so many people approached, they just watched with cold eyes.

There was a man who couldn't bear to stop him, and was reminded by his companion, "This is the second young master of the Li family", and silently backed away.

"What are you doing!"

That clear and tender voice entered Tang Zichao's ears at this moment.

Then, the fists on him and the whispering around him stopped.

Tang Zichao raised his head with difficulty, and saw the crowd parting, and a little boy walked towards him slowly against the light.

After so many years, Tang Zichao still clearly remembers what he looked like in the prosperous age.

He is wearing a birthday hat decorated with bunny ears and a pink dress. He has black and bright eyes on his round face, and his cheeks are puffed up because of anger. He is cuter than the cutest bunny.

The angry little rabbit was very irritable. He stood on tiptoe and slapped the mixed-race boy on the face. He put his hands on his hips aggressively and said, "How dare you take the lead in beating people in my house!"

The mixed-race boy was stunned: "Xiao Shi, you hit me?!"

The little rabbit stepped on him again: "Your name is Xiaoshi? Do I know you? Look at you, you are a relative of Uncle Li's family, let him take you back. You are not allowed to come here anymore. Bullies are not welcome in my family."

The little rabbit yelled at the security guards to chase them away, and asked the surrounding adults, "Didn't you see them beating people? Why didn't you stop them?"

For the sake of face, the adults laughed and said that Tang Zichao did it first.

"He's not a fool!"

The little rabbit drove them all away with a puffy face.

Then he squatted down, put away his fierce expression, and touched Tang Zichao's shoulder cautiously, "How are you? Can you stand up by yourself?"

Tang Zichao wanted to tell him not to worry, but when he opened his mouth, he hissed from the wound on the corner of his lips.

The little rabbit wrinkled his face into a ball, and hurriedly came to help Tang Zichao.

Tang Zichao rolled all over the mud on the ground, not wanting to stain his beautiful little dress, so he avoided it, gritted his teeth and stood up with his arms propped up.

But the little rabbit didn't seem to be too dirty at all, so he reached out and took him, leading him into the house: "I have a doctor at home, I'll take you to see it."

His hands are small and soft.

Tang Zichao somehow didn't want to let go.

After walking up to the second floor, there were no guests. Tang Zichao asked the little rabbit, "I'm dressed in such shabby clothes, why don't you ask me why I'm here? I might be a bad person."

"Ah?" The little rabbit stopped and looked up at him, blinking suspiciously, "Does what you wear have anything to do with who you are?"

He thought for a while, and comforted Tang Zichao: "My mother said that we should respect other people's preferences. There is nothing wrong with you liking old clothes."

Tang Zichao paused, and laughed at himself: "I don't like wearing old clothes, I'm just poor."

"Then it's not your fault." The little rabbit racked his brains to enlighten him, "My father was also very poor when he was a child. If you work hard in the future, you can buy a lot of new clothes like him."

His logic is so simple.

I like to wear old clothes.

If the family is poor, they work to make money.

Tang Zichao had never met such a person.

Kind and simple, upright and warm, in those clean eyes, it seems that no darkness can survive.

He gently pulled his palm out of the little rabbit's hand, and turned his eyes awkwardly: "Thank you, I don't need to see a doctor. Is Uncle Gu there, I have something to look for him."

"You are here to look for my father." The little rabbit smiled, showing two pointed canine teeth, "Dad is talking about work with someone in the study, it will take a while. Can I take you to my room and wait?" "

Tang Zichao was a little embarrassed.

He didn't want to get too close to the little rabbit, for fear of polluting him in the slightest, but he didn't want to go back downstairs and get stared at.After weighing it again and again, he finally nodded.

The little rabbit's room is also pink and tender, with a faint sweet fragrance.

Tang Zichao was placed on the children's sofa by him, and he saw the little rabbit running out and back. He had a small tray in his hand, with a glass of milk and a piece of birthday cake on it.

The little rabbit smiled and invited him: "Today is my birthday, I treat you to a cake."

"Happy birthday." Tang Zichao wished sincerely, did not touch the cake, but drank some milk.

Very fragrant and sweet, it is the same sweet fragrance as in the room.

The little rabbit tilted his head: "Why don't you eat cake? You don't like sweets?"

"No." Tang Zichao hid his hands under the table, subconsciously digging at the board with his fingers, and asked in a low voice, "Can I take the cake home?"

My mother hasn't eaten cake for several years, and she always said that she was too tired to panic.

But Tang Zichao remembered that before her father's accident, she still loved to eat.

"Eh? Of course, but this kind of cake won't taste good after a long time." The little rabbit bit his finger and thought for a while, "Wait a minute."

He ran out again, this time a little longer, and when he came back, he carefully held a plastic lunch box in his hand and put it next to Tang Zichao: "I asked the chef uncle to help me pack another kind, which is also delicious. Yes. You can take this home after eating what’s on the table, it’ll last a long time.”

Tang Zichao's heart trembled so suddenly and fiercely.

"...you are so nice to everyone?" he asked, holding his breath.

"No." The little rabbit was squatting on the carpet and curiously studying the plastic bag he brought, "I'm very cruel to bad people, and my mother said that kindness can only be reserved for good people."

Your mother was right.Tang Zichao thought.But I'm not a good person either. I'm a delinquent boy. I always get into fights at school and break people's arms. It's broken.

But he couldn't speak.

He didn't want the little rabbit to kill him.

"What do you want to see inside? Why don't you open it?" Tang Zichao asked the little rabbit.

The little rabbit shook his head, "I can't look at your stuff by myself."

Tang Zichao said: "I agree, you can see."

The little rabbit said thank you, opened the plastic bag, and pulled out a piece of sausage: "Is this edible? It smells so good. It looks like ham sausage."

"It's the sausage made by my mother, and it's for you and your parents to eat."

As soon as he finished speaking, the little rabbit buried his head and took a small bite, then looked at Tang Zichao with teary eyes: "It's so salty."

Tang Zichao didn't stop him, and quickly said: "This is raw, you have to cook it before eating it, spit it out quickly."

The little rabbit said blankly: "Swallow, swallow..."

Tang Zichao: ...

"Will I get sick? I'm sorry, I can't help but want to taste it first when I heard you said it was given to me."

The little rabbit even apologized to himself. Tang Zichao's heart was about to melt, and he comforted him at a loss: "It's okay, in fact, I have eaten raw ones too, so I won't get sick after such a small bite."

The relieved look of the little rabbit is too cute.

Tang Zichao wanted to pinch his face, but he restrained himself from pinching.

"You are Uncle Gu's son? What's your name?"

"My mother and I have a surname, and my name is Sheng Shi." The little rabbit looked into his eyes and smiled, "It was named by my father. He said it was a homonym, which means a pair of people for a lifetime."

A pair of people for a lifetime should be a beautiful meaning.

Tang Zichao, who was still a scumbag at the time, only understood the first half of the sentence, and thought to himself, it would be great luck to meet such a warm little angel like Sheng Shi once in a lifetime.

"What about you? What's your name?" the little rabbit asked him.

Just as Tang Zichao was about to answer, he heard someone knocking on the door.

"Ashi, are you in the room?"

It was a woman's voice, gentle and pleasant.

Sheng Shi opened the door, put his feet up and hugged the beautiful woman outside the door: "Mom, I'm entertaining Dad's friends. He has something to ask Dad, has Dad finished talking about work?"

Tang Zichao secretly prayed in his heart that the woman said no.

But she smiled and said: "Just finished talking, I'll take him to the study."

The woman turned her gaze to Tang Zichao inside the door, her slender eyebrows furrowed a little.

Just when Tang Zichao thought she was going to drive him away, she asked worriedly: "How did you get the injury on your face? Does it hurt? Do you want me to see a doctor first?"

Tang Zichao didn't even realize that he was smiling.

He shook his head slowly: "Thank you, no need, I don't hurt."

Then he got up, bid farewell to Sheng Shi, and followed Mrs. Sheng to the study.

That day, until he left Gu Zhai, Tang Zichao did not find a chance to tell Shengshi his name.

In the following many years, he heard some news about the prosperity from Gu Tianyuan intermittently, and he refrained from disturbing his life countless times.

Only when Kang Qiao and Gu Tianyuan proposed a blind date could they not hold back.

Tang Zichao had always mistakenly believed that he and Shengshi were in two different worlds, just like those in the courtyard and outside the courtyard back then, incompatible, incompatible, and with clear boundaries.

But he remembered everything Sheng Shi said, including the phrase that his kindness is only reserved for good people.

Since then, Tang Zichao has never fought again, studied hard, worked hard, donated to schools for public welfare, tried to be kind to others, and spent 16 years working hard to become a "good person".

He once thought about what life would be like if he hadn't met the prosperous age. Maybe he had abandoned himself and died on the street because of various injustices, or he might have gone into evil ways, been deceived and thrown into prison.

He will become Tang Zichao today, all because he met that boy wearing rabbit ears that year.

After Tang Zichao finished speaking, he stretched his neck slightly, pressed his lips to Shengshi's ear, and said with a light smile:

"Honey, I haven't introduced myself yet. My name is Tang Zichao, the son of Yu Guiyi, the son of his family, who stays with me day and night."

The son is home, it is suitable for his family.

Stay together day and night, a couple for life.