The four-year-old cute baby of the actor's family

Liang Sihan lingered outside Zhou's house for a while before leaving.

On the way back to the car, I received a call from my half-brother, Li Chengjun.

"Brother, two punches?"

Liang Sihan pulled off the tie violently with one hand, and almost said "hit" through gritted teeth.

The car was speeding in the night, Liang Sihan was leaning against the window, he could see lights, shadows and traffic in his eyes, but in his mind was Ton Ton and Zhou Wen'an with red eyes and tears running down his cheeks.

The weak child was crying so sadly, but he could do nothing but watch.

After returning home, Liang Sihan threw off his suit jacket, rolled up his sleeves to reveal his muscular forearms, and hurried to the fitness area on the second floor.

Li Chengjun has already warmed up. He is wearing a gray sports suit. He is over 1.8 meters tall. Standing next to Liang Sihan is no different. He is exactly 27 and [-] years old full of youthful vitality.

He saw Liang Sihan with his sleeves rolled up, his brows cold and menacing, and he bumped his legs: "Aren't you going to warm up without changing your clothes?"

"Change the fart!" Liang Sihan rushed towards the younger brother as soon as he came up.

"Hey, hey!" Li Chengjun was startled, and hid to the side, "Are you here to kill me? So fierce?" He spread his posture.

Liang Sihan tore off a few buttons on the collar of his shirt, and simply pulled the shirt open, and the buttons flew out scatteredly.

He put his clothes aside, revealing his muscles.

Li Chengjun looked at his elder brother with admiration for no reason.

This figure can be taken to shoot magazines in minutes without any need for shadows, and the muscle lines are simply perfect.

But when Liang Sihan almost hit the bridge of the nose with a fierce straight punch, Li Chengjun didn't think so: "Damn it, it's serious!"

The two brothers were fighting vigorously on the mat. During this period, Luo Yuanen came down to look at it once, and stood aside and said loudly, "We will be filming tomorrow, so please protect your face."

Li Chengjun yelled: "Damn it, Lao Luo, can you see who is being beaten and talk nonsense!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he was knocked down by Liang Sihan's strong low-sweeping legs. Li Chengjun simply collapsed on the mat and gasped: "It's too bad, I'm useless."

Liang Si was cold and sweating, turned his head to look at Luo Yuanen, his brows were dark, his eyes were like cold stars: "Are you coming?"

Luo Yuanen turned on his toes, turned his back and left silently, pretending that he had never been here.

Liang Sihan bent down and dragged Li Chengjun to the rest area as if he was dragging someone dead.

He punched the air alone for a while, the punch was hard, and the punch was quickly withdrawn, completely venting.

Li Chengjun regained his strength, picked up the drink and poured it into his mouth: "Brother, what's the matter with you? Aren't you happy to find your son? Didn't you invest in a movie script for his father just now, why haven't you succeeded?"

While punching, Liang Sihan briefly talked about today's dinner.

Li Chengjun shook his head, picked up the wet towel handed by the servant and wiped his hair: "Do you think his father didn't want to live with you, so he played tricks behind your back and didn't tell your son well. Maybe he will accuse you behind his back, Make your son hate you."

Liang Sihan raised his legs and swept across, creating heavy kicks in the air.

He thought of Zhou Wen'an's innocent appearance: "No, he's not that kind of person."

"That's not necessarily true. Knowing people, knowing faces but not knowing one's heart. Besides, it must be hard work for him to take care of his son alone for so many years. With such good conditions, he has no reason not to agree to be with you. But you see, he didn't take the initiative Come here. So what are you trying to coax so carefully? Why don't you bring a lawyer to your door, take a paternity test directly, and go through legal procedures. How easy and trouble-free can you take the child to change his surname in a month?"

Li Chengjun was talking about being excited, but the wind of the fist swept over his ears, making his hair stand on end in fright, and he instinctively turned to the other side: "Fuck, are you really committing murder?"

Liang Sihan patted him on the shoulder: "I don't want to scare them."

Li Chengjun stared: "Damn you, you scared me to death, okay? Hey, I really have a son and don't want a brother." He twisted his neck, "How cute is a child? Can you miss me so much? Either my uncle Go see it tomorrow?"

Thinking of the appearance of the father and son, especially Zhou Wen'an's timid and cautious character, Liang Sihan frowned: "Don't be foolish. They are both timid."

Li Chengjun sneered: "It's over, you seem to regard yourself as the child's father now? You take care of them in everything? All right, let's see when you bring your son home. I'll wait and see." He stretched his waist, "It can't be done, My bones are going to be broken, I'm staying with you tonight."

Liang Sihan walked slowly to the elevator behind him.

The two brothers are tall and restrained in the elevator. Li Chengjun patted the mirror wall and said, "Be careful. If the other party doesn't want money and doesn't want you to get close to the child, they may run away with the child."

Seeing Liang Sihan's secretive expression, Li Chengjun shrugged. As soon as the elevator arrived at the guest room area on the second floor, he went out with a playful smile.

Liang Sihan went up to the third floor alone.

While taking a bath, he was upset and asked the servant to bring a glass of wine.

It was twelve o'clock at night.

Liang Sihan pondered for a long time, hearing his younger brother's incoherent words.

This is just a deaf ear, but the listener still has a heart.

He remembered that day at Zhou's house, Zhou Wen'an cried and begged him not to take Ton Ton away, Ton Ton was his treasure.

Liang Sihan put down his wine glass and picked up his phone.

He sent a message to Zhou Wen'an: "Mr. Zhou, have you rested yet? Is Ton all right?"

A few minutes after the message was sent, there was no news.

Liang Sihan leaned his head back against the bathtub, and closed his eyes helplessly.

He wanted Ton Ton to be happy and Zhou Wen'an to laugh, but the result was that both of them cried bitterly because of him, distraught.

It backfired, but that's all.

A few minutes later, the phone rang instead of the message.

Zhou Wen'an called.

With a clatter, Liang Sihan got up from the bathtub, splashing water all over him

Zhou Wen'an's voice was a little hoarse, obviously he had been crying for a long time. "Mr. Liang, Ton Ton is asleep."

Liang Sihan suppressed his emotions before speaking, trying not to sound so irritable: "Mr. Zhou, today made you and the child feel uncomfortable."

Zhou Wen'an's voice was as soft as a feather: "It's okay. Sooner or later, Ton will find out who his father is. It's just that he is emotionally conflicted. He likes you, but he has no way to accept you as his father so quickly. There are concealments in the middle, although I have explained it to him, but he is still young and cannot understand it immediately. Even if he understands, he may not be able to accept it immediately."

Liang Sihan's tone of voice seemed to have the ability to calm people down. "Okay, it's hard work for you to take care of tons of emotions."

Zhou Wen'an said in a low voice: "Needless to say, Ton Ton is my child, and this is what I should do. Besides, I think you should stay away for a while?"

Liang Sihan frowned: "Why?"

Zhou Wen'an hesitated and said, "Let Ton Ton be quiet first?"

Liang Sihan thought of Li Chengjun's words, and thought of Zhou Wen'an's original intention.

He was silent.

Zhou Wen'an called softly from there: "Mr. Liang? What do you think?"

Liang Sihan said silently, "Okay, I understand."

Ton Ton woke up early in the morning, his eyes were red and swollen, and he really turned into a small frog with protruding eyes.

He squinted his eyes on the bed, pressed his little finger on his eyelids and shouted: "Dad, Dad, I can't open my eyes, I'm going blind! Ton is going blind!"

He thought that Jojo in the movie was pretending to be a blind child.

When he thought of Qiao Qiao, he thought of Liang Sihan, he pouted and hummed softly.

Zhou Wenan rushed in from the kitchen nervously: "It's not blind, it's just swollen. Dad will bring you a hot towel. Don't move on the bed."

Tonton knelt on the bed hugging the little frog and the quilt, with his butt raised up, playing with the little frog's long legs in his hands.

Zhou Wen'an helped him up, let him test the temperature of the towel first, and pressed it on his eyes after he felt it was not hot.

Ton Ton's face was too small, no matter how much he folded the towel, it covered half of his face, and he protested in a daze: "Oh, my nose, my nose is crushed!"

Listening to what he said, Zhou Wenan knew that he should be in a much better mood, and said with a smile: "Our nose is very tall and straight, and it won't be crushed."

Ton Ton has always been afraid of being scratched on the bridge of his nose, he always felt that he would be squashed, and it would be ugly if squashed.

He likes his father's delicate, straight nose.

After applying heat for a long time, Ton Ton opened his eyes, feeling sore and sore.

He threw away the little frog and the quilt sullenly: "Don't cry anymore, whoever cries is a big idiot." He climbed out of the bed and went to the bathroom, "I want to brush my teeth, dad will squeeze toothpaste for me !"

Zhou Wen'an thought, he was wronged yesterday, but today he started to be squeamish.

Most of them also know that they want to revolve around him, so they are so coquettish and unscrupulous.

Zhou Wen'an carried him onto the small square stool, made him face the mirror, squeezed toothpaste for him, fetched water and passed a towel, and stood quietly by the side to serve this little man.

During the meal, Ton Ton children still asked to eat all kinds of weird things.

Zhou Wen'an agreed, anyway, what his son said was what he said.

While drawing in the living room in the morning, Ton Ton heard the doorbell ring.

With his ears pricked up, he quickly turned his head to look at the door, then immediately recovered and continued to draw his own small garden.

Zhou Wen'an heard it too, he thought, it couldn't be Liang Sihan, could it?

He naturally noticed Ton Ton's movements. Could it be that Ton Ton was expecting Liang Sihan to come over?

Both father and son hesitated, and the person outside the door shouted: "Little frog, open the door, guess who is here?"

It turned out to be Yuan Yilang.

Zhou Wen'an got up and went to open the door, but saw Ton Tun shrugged.

He was really waiting for Liang Sihan.

Although I didn't mention him for a long time today, it seems that I always remember him in my heart.

As soon as the door opened, Yuan Yilang came in with two plastic bags of vegetables, and raised his voice, "Tong ton, what did Uncle Yuan buy here? Prawns and clams!" He said to Zhou Wen'an, "I guess you guys bought some vegetables. Just at home. After ordering some food, you clean it up."

Once inside, Yuan Yilang saw that Tonton was seriously drawing with his back to the door, and said again: "Tonton, don't you welcome little Uncle Yuan today? Little Uncle Yuan is so sad."

Zhou Wen'an took the plastic bag and said in a low voice, "I'm a little upset, I'm drawing." He took it into the kitchen.

Ton Ton just put down the crayon, got up and rushed into the kitchen, twisting his little buttocks and walking all the way, shouting: "Little Uncle Yuan will not be sad!" Followed in the footsteps of his father, "Dad, I want to watch the clams spit water, you pretend Okay? I'll ask Zhuzhu to come over and watch together."

Zhou Wen'an rubbed his little head, took out a transparent glass basin and poured out the clams: "Zhuzhu went out this morning, and I met her and her mother this morning."

Yuan Yilang leaned lazily by the kitchen door, and asked: "Wen An, I heard from your screenwriting team. Someone has taken a fancy to your script and decided to invest in filming? You can! It's only been a few years, It's been four years, right? I've been waiting to hug your thigh."

Ton Ton stretched out his neck, staring at the clams in the glass basin like a little white goose.

Zhou Wen'an put the basin on the ground in the corner and asked him to squat to watch. A clam stretched out its soft body and spit out a mouthful of sand. Tonton stretched out his little finger to touch it.

Zhou Wen'an got up and said to Yuan Yilang: "I don't know the specific situation yet, I just said that I signed the investment. When will the filming be organized, who will shoot, who will act, nothing. Will I continue to change the script at that time? .”

But it's always a pleasant surprise, he said with a smile on his face.

Yuan Yilang squatted next to Tonton, and smiled: "Don't think about it, anyway, this is a small step in history, a giant leap for you hahaha!"

When he was excited, he would ruffle tons of hair with his hands.

"I combed so neatly!" Ton Ton protested, staring at him.

"Your father can just rub it, but can't Uncle Yuan?" Yuan Yilang said angrily like a child.

Ton Ton shouted at him, "No!"

Yuan Yilang also shouted back loudly: "I say yes!"

"If I say no, it's not!" Ton Ton screamed.

The kitchen is only five square meters in size, and the sound is so loud that it echoes.

Zhou Wenan drove them out: "I'm cooking, you go out to play. Ton, don't shout at the top of your voice, your throat will hurt soon."

Yuan Yilang picked up the little kid: "Let's go, let's go out and talk to each other!"

"What are you talking about, don't talk nonsense." Zhou Wen'an reminded.

Ton Ton kicked his legs crazily: "Oh, I want to see the clam spit water!"

"Don't look! Put it in the pot and eat it." Yuan Yilang said with a smile, "Wen'an, put a little spicy on the clams."

"Ah."

Zhou Wen'an saw that he bought a lot of clams, so he could make a plate of stir-fried clams and a plate of spicy ones.

Just as Tonton was carried out of the kitchen by Yuan Yilang, they both heard the doorbell ringing at the same time.

"Hey, who is visiting your house? It's really lively." Yuan Yilang said with a smile, "Go and have a look."

Tonton frowned, staring at the door without speaking.

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