Ling Zixuan feels that he should be happy now, after overcoming the language barrier, his actions do not have to be limited to dozens of streets in New York's Chinatown, he has millions of dollars in his bank card, he can swipe his card wherever he wants, he can drive a Ferrari sports car everywhere, he can fly to Whistler in Vancouver to go skiing, he can do a lot, but why does his heart seem to be hollowed out.

Standing alone in the courtyard at night, Ling Zixuan looked around at this villa worth tens of millions, the two floors were brightly lit, all the light was only for him, and he was still standing in the dark, at this time he suddenly remembered an American movie called Wilderness Survival, Christopher, who was looking for himself, had always had the dream of living and dying for himself desperately, but before he died, he wrote down that sharing would be happy, why did he think of this, Ling Zixuan closed his eyes, could it be that he was homesick, I miss the home that I once tried to leave, who do I miss, the indifferent father, the harsh mother, the scheming grandfather, or the grandmother who confessed in Jingyu Nunnery, or the smile that has never been forgotten in my heart, the night is too cold and too quiet.

At nine o'clock in the morning, Ling Zixuan came to a private tutoring center in Manhattan on time, where the five teachers are all Chinese, they will tutor each student with different cultural levels, and give guidance on choosing a school in the future, Ling Zixuan likes it very much, the classroom is very humane, a few simple chairs, there is a rest area next to it, and a children's play area is also provided.

Ling Zixuan sat down and waited for a while, the door of the classroom opened, and the person in charge of the tutoring center brought a young oriental woman, with short hair, pretty eyebrows, wearing a purple sweater with jeans and boots, and the most noticeable thing was that she was still holding a child in her arms.

"Good morning students, this Ms. Linda is a new teacher, don't look at her young and very high level, everyone applauds and welcomes." Mr. Yue, the person in charge, said in English.

"Hello everyone, it's an honor to be able to study with you, this is my child, named Mike, who will be almost two years old soon, he will be with you in the future, I hope he can go to Haval in two years." Linda's words set in motion a cheerful atmosphere in the classroom.

Watching the woman named Linda put the child in the play area, turned around and returned to the podium, Ling Zixuan's eyes followed her motionlessly, he would not admit that he was the girlfriend of her, Meng Zhihe, and the eldest brother Ling Ziyu.

Meng Zhihe, who was just about to turn the book, seemed to sense the abnormal eyes in the corner, she pretended to glance at it casually, and the whole person was shocked when she saw Ling Zixuan, that handsome face was too familiar, I haven't seen her for almost two years, Ling Zixuan is stronger than before, her bronzed face is full of angular coldness, and the dark and deep eyes under her thick eyebrows are looking at her intently, she knows that she has recognized him.

Despite the ups and downs in his heart, Meng Zhihe still finished the lecture very professionally, and Ling Zixuan under the podium had to admire Meng Zhihe's ability, as expected, he was a high-achieving student from a national key university, and the lecture content was focused and hierarchical, and the students around him admired it regardless of their age.

After class, Meng Zhihe went to the game area to pick up little Mike, little Mike was very well-behaved, stroking Meng Zhihe's short hair while holding a bottle and drinking milk.

"Sister," Ling Zixuan came to Meng Zhihe's side, since he knew Meng Zhihe, he called her like that, Ling Zixuan lowered his voice, "This child is my brother's." ”

Ling Zixuan didn't make this kind of conjecture casually, he carefully looked at Xiao Mike's eyebrows, and then calculated the time when Ling Ziyu and Meng Zhihe were separated, Meng Zhihe left Ling Ziyu in the winter of his senior year, and it was just two years now.

"We'll talk about it again at the lunch break." Meng Zhihe patted Ling Zixuan's shoulder.

At twelve o'clock at noon, the morning counseling was over, there was a two-hour break, Meng Zhihe and Ling Zixuan did not leave, and after a while, only the two of them were left in the classroom.

"Can I hug him?" Ling Zixuan looked at the little man in Meng Zhihe's arms.

"Absolutely." Meng Zhihe put little Mike into Ling Zixuan's arms.

I have to admit this invincible blood relationship, little Mike looked at Ling Zixuan and smiled, and touched the bridge of his tall nose.

"Why doesn't he speak?" Ling Zixuan saw that the little baby was just babbling and shouting.

"The boy has to speak late, will he call his mother?"

"Is it my brother's?" Ling Zixuan didn't get a definite answer, so he didn't give up.

"Yes, it's me and your brother's child," Meng Zhihe said faintly: "Your brother and I fell in love at first sight on the first day of college admission, your brother is gentle and considerate, I always thought that such happiness was a bit unreal, it turned out that my hunch was right, after your brother brought me to your house, your mother saw me like seeing a disgusting ant, our family is a small supermarket, your mother knocked down my family without much effort, my parents went back to the countryside, my brother was too young at that time, pregnant, I can only leave, otherwise, I can't even keep my baby.

Meng Zhihe took a sip of water, her parents tried their best to send her out of the country, and her father said that his daughter was not wrong, but her life was miserable.

Ling Zixuan hugged his own nephew, and his heart was mixed, "Does my brother know?" ”

"I don't know, even if he knows, can he keep our mother and son?" Meng Zhihe smiled bitterly, she knew Ling Ziyu's temperament, he couldn't fight his mother, since he loved him, don't embarrass him.

"Some time ago, my mother forced my brother to marry the Song-style group." Ling Zixuan put little Mike on his shoulder, and the little guy who had never played like this before, laughed.

"Really?" Meng Zhihe responded gently.

"My brother took sleeping pills," Ling Zixuan paused deliberately, and was surprised to see Meng Zhihe, "I was sent to the hospital for first aid, the marriage was in vain, and now I look like a walking corpse." ”

"Why should he bother?" Meng Zhihe's tears rolled in her eyes, she is a strong woman, raising a child alone in a foreign country, she has always relied on doing some translation and editing work to make a living, she thought she could live again, but loving him has become a habit, never out of this relationship, how can she start a new life.

"He also wrote a suicide note at that time, just a few words, it was still for you, saying that if you can't protect you, you will definitely live up to you, and my brother has never let go of you."

Ling Zixuan sent little Mike back into Meng Zhihe's arms.

"Sister, I won't come to the tutorial class in the future, I will return to China, what my brother can't do, I'll do it, if the Ling family breaks up, your family of three can be reunited." Ling Zixuan stroked little Mike's hair, and he must not let the next generation of the Ling family live this kind of life again.

In the evening, Ling Zixuan lay on the bed after eating, thought twice, and felt that it was necessary to tell Ling Ziyu about Meng Zhihe, Ling Ziyu's obedience to his mother Jiang Muqing has become a habit, and there must be enough stimulation to provoke his fighting spirit, if Meng Zhihe's love can only make his heart like a rock, will little Mike be the fuse that ignites his explosiveness.

"Brother, where are you?" Ling Zixuan made a phone call.

"I'm in the office, you're going to bed over there." Ling Ziyu flipped through the materials in his hand.

"Our great Director Jiang hasn't been bothering you lately." Ling Zixuan asked strangely on the phone.

"She's not in a good mood for the last few days, and I haven't talked to her much." Ling Ziyu also felt that Jiang Muqing's momentum had decreased a lot recently.

"That's normal, I'll send you a photo in a while, open it when no one is around, delete it after reading it, I'll go back to take the college entrance examination, you find me a top tutor." After Ling Zixuan finished speaking, he hung up the phone and sent the photos of Meng Zhihe and Little Mike to Ling Ziyu's mobile phone.

Ling Ziyu didn't think Ling Zixuan's words were like a joke, and when the secretary went out and closed the door, Ling Ziyu opened the photo, and the face she had been thinking about day and night in the photo appeared in front of her, her hair was cut short, and she was still holding a child in her arms.

Child, all Ling Ziyu's thoughts at this time were twisted together, what was the purpose of Zixuan sending this photo, this is his own child, stroking the mobile phone screen, Ling Ziyu's heart seemed to have been torn open by someone, and the liquid in it was gurgling out, it turned out that this feeling was shocking and painful.

Ling Zixuan opened Q and left a message for the drunken cat: "Don't use it, brother is going back." ”

On the other side of Q, Duanmujie didn't have the heart to look at his phone, he gave up the good time of sleeping lazily on the weekend, and walked a street behind Zhao Mei. Zhao Mei's face today is very bad, the whole person is in a trance, she played the bowl in the morning, and when she picked up the pieces, she didn't even feel the scratch on her hand, her eyes were red and swollen, as if she had cried.

Zhao Mei walked into a hospital, went up to the intensive care unit on the third floor, and saw her daughter crying outside the door, Zhao Mei tried to control her emotions, and sadness did not play any role.

"Did the doctor come again?" Zhao Mei asked her daughter anxiously.

"The attending doctor said that if I don't transfer my father to the hospital today, I'm afraid my father won't be able to get through it." Qin Susu's thin shoulders couldn't stop trembling, she couldn't lose her father like this.

"I only got 30,000 yuan, and the operation required more than 100,000 yuan, and your aunts ran away when they saw your father like this, and the house was just mortgaged, and the loan sharks didn't want to lend money." Since her husband Qin Tian's accident, Zhao Mei has been thinking of a way, Qin Tian is the pillar of the family, if it falls, what will happen to this family.

Duanmujie, who was standing around the corner, watched for a while and turned to leave, and ten minutes later he returned to the hospital.

"Aunt Zhao." Duanmujie came to Zhao Mei's side.

"Young Master Jie." Zhao Mei looked at Duanmu Jie in surprise, how did he appear here.

Duanmujie took out a large envelope from his arms and handed it to Zhao Mei, "This is 120,000, I have so much in my card, you can take it for emergency." ”

"You ......, how can I take money from you for a child?" Although she encountered difficulties, Duanmujie was still just a child, and it was difficult for her to accept taking out so much money at once.

"Take it quickly, I see that you have not been right these days, I heard it in the corner just now, and now it is important to save people, and you have been taking care of me for the past two years." Duanmujie stuffed the money into Zhao Mei's arms.

"That's too much, do you ask if you have it at home?" Zhao Mei is just a housekeeper hired by the Duanmu family, and taking so much money should be agreed by the Duanmu family.

"You don't have to ask them, it's too cumbersome to explain, I'll just say that I sent a cell phone to everyone in the class, I'm a bastard who only loses, and they're used to it." Duanmujie waved his hand indifferently.

Zhao Mei and Qin Susu looked at the departing Duanmu Jie, and thought to themselves, you may be a loser, but you are definitely not a bastard......