The powder and eyeshadow palette fell to the ground and shattered, and a woman with a big belly was holding her phone and scolding.

"What do you mean, what do you mean by letting me beat the child?"

"The baby is eight months old, what did you do earlier?"

"I don't force you to marry me, but the child has half of yours, and you don't care if you say you don't care?"

"Do I have to come to the United States to have a baby? Do you think I'm willing to come all the way?"

"Yes, you are married, you married Bai Fumei to the peak of life, what about me?

"How do I get a birth certificate for her, how do I register her?"

"If you say don't want it, don't want it, what about me, that's a piece of meat in my stomach!"

“...... Hey, hey!"

On the other end of the phone, there was only a busy sound of "doodoo", and Ms. Bai smashed the phone on the ground without hesitation, bowed down and cried out of breath while covering her bulging lower abdomen.

She went to the United States alone and lived in the confinement center for six months, but now the child's father has suddenly changed his mind.

He doesn't want children anymore.

No one was looking forward to the birth of this child, except her.

"Ms. Bai, we're ready to leave for a prenatal checkup. ”

She wiped two handfuls from the back of her hand on the corners of her eyes, and she told herself that she had to be strong.

"Right away. ”

......

A month later, a baby girl with a loud cry, born prematurely, had only been in her mother's womb for nine months before she couldn't wait to come out.

Aside from the designer clothes and bags her ex-boyfriend gave her, Ms. Bai was almost penniless in a foreign country, her English was a mess, and her crumpled baby was still waiting for her to feed.

The desperate Ms. Bai met Ji Shanhai in such a situation.

"Hello, Miss Bai. ”

Dressed in an expensive suit and wearing hundreds of thousands of watches, he knocked on her ward door with a blank face.

"You can't afford to feed this child. ”

When Ms. Bai heard this, the alarm bell in her heart rang out: "You want to snatch my child?"

This is probably the knee-jerk reaction of every mother.

Ji Shanhai shook his head: "I won't rob your child." ”

"For the next eighteen years, I'll be regularly pumping money into your card. ”

"Love her so much. ”

His gaze fell on the little baby in swaddling clothes, the newborn's head was pointed and ugly, but his expression did not know why, and suddenly softened.

This Ms. Bai didn't seem to be as sensitive as Lin Xiaonian, she thought she had found a pick-up man, and took the money Ji Shanhai gave her with peace of mind: "When you say 100,000 yuan, do you mean RMB or US dollars?"

Ji Shanhai didn't hesitate too much: "If you need it, you can also use US dollars." ”

He leaned down slightly, cautiously approached the child, hesitated, and straightened up again.

"What's the child's name?"

Ms. Bai lay on the hospital bed and said with a grin: "You take it, you pay to support her, do you want the child to have your surname?"

saw Ji Shanhai shaking his head firmly.

"Okay," Ms. Bai thought with a slight frown, "then let's take my last name, what name should I give her......?"

"When I gave birth to this little rabbit, it hurt for a whole day and a night, or call it day and night. ”

"Day and night. ”

The little baby cried loudly, the gears of fate slowly turned, and a point of light finally appeared in Ji Shanhai's deep eyes.

Those who have traveled all over the mountains, rivers and lakes have once again met his day and night, kitchen and love.

......

Sixteen years later, the San Francisco Opera.

"What's going on tonight, Swan Lake?"

"It's Swan Lake again!"

"After all, it's a classic, and today is different, today is the first performance of Swan Lake by the new principal of the ballet company. ”

"I heard that the new chief is only sixteen years old this year, which is very young. ”

"Not only is she young, but she is also Chinese, and it is not easy for a Chinese-American actor to become a principal dancer in a ballet company in San Francisco, not to mention that she is still so ......young."

"Shh

“......”

The noisy conversations quieted down, the lights dimmed, and a dim little light lit up the stage.

The San Francisco Opera House was packed, and the ballet performers in light gauze skirts on the stage danced lightly, and the girl in the center was slender, with a straight back and neck like a swan, and the muscles of her legs were tense, swinging a beautiful thirty-two turns.

The principal of the San Francisco Ballet turned out to be a rare Chinese face, she is the youngest principal dancer in the company's history, and the only Chinese principal dancer (fictional) in the world's top ballet companies.

This girl is only sixteen years old this year.

Taking advantage of the gap between the dance segments, when the ballet performers on the stage bowed their heads and saluted, the audience applauded thunderously.

Ji Shanhai sat in the audience, taking advantage of the actor's curtain call, he quietly raised his mobile phone and took a "click" shot.

As soon as he finished filming, a staff member next to him came up to stop him and said, "Sorry sir, it is forbidden to take pictures during the performance." ”

He knew that he was wrong, and said sorry with a good attitude.

......

There is one more photo in Ji Shanhai's mobile phone album, the girl wearing pointe shoes standing on the stage like a swan and bowing her head is frozen by the camera, swipe to the right, the last photo is a little girl wearing a sundress, carrying a sketchpad, squinting her eyes and smiling sweetly.

Further on, there are modern dancers in cat's paw shoes, Japanese Kabuki with their faces painted white, figure skaters with their shoes wrestling and doing Bellman spins, and Peking Opera performers with their makeup removed......

These girls are all different, with different professions and different faces.

They have been polished into different looks by different life experiences, but they seem to have the same light in their eyes.

He locked the screen, slipped his phone back into the pocket of his suit jacket, and got up to leave his seat in the theater.

Ji Shanhai was waiting backstage with a large bouquet of flowers, and the girl who was still in the center of the stage with her chin raised high flew out, hanging on his body like a koala, and took a big sip between the bouquets in his hand.

The rich fragrance lingered on the tip of her nose, and the beautiful girl still had the residual makeup on her face that had not been removed, and the glitter on her face was shiny.

She called him vividly and with her eyebrows fluttering: "Mr. Ji!"

Ji Shanhai gently stroked her hair and carefully put her down.

He took the girl's delicate wrist as if he had repeated it countless times.

"Day and night, we go home. ”