There Will Always Be Protagonists With Delusions of Starting a Harem

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After returning from Wei Zhuang, Ye Zhizhou deliberately sent a text message to Secretary, revealing his reliance on his brother's thoughts, and then unexpectedly got the response from the always cold brother.

"Don't think too much, the birthday gift will be replenished after you return to business."

Don't think too much?

I deleted the text message and he touched the chin. So, did Wei Zhuang tell Si Yue that he sneaked to investigate his life? This big brother is less cold, it is not a good attitude to test, but can not ask the Wei Zhuang who lacks the roots of the brain...

He couldn't give up the results, he opened the old album, turned pages one by one, his fingers unconsciously poked the photo, and the young and handsome face was poked, and he poked a serious face of Si Jimin. The father and son look very much like each other. They are all wide-faced chins, and there is a kind of upright handsome who conforms to the aesthetics of the older generation. Although the face of the face is softer with Zhong Min, the five senses are like the seven or eight points of Si Yougan. Only Shi Han, the style of painting is completely different from that of the family. It is obviously delicate and soft, and it is a bit strange to laugh. Sunshine, I don’t know how long it is...

Looking through the young and beautiful Zhong Min in the photo, he frowned and opened the system's mirror function to carefully look at the original appearance. The eyebrows of the eyebrows, the lips are naturally upturned, the cheeks are still a little bit of baby fat, weakening the sharpness brought by a little eyebrow, the nose is very good, the skin is also good... The original eyes of the eyes are estimated to follow the mother’s bell, and the clock Min is very similar, but it is not like the delicate softness of Si Han...

Wait, not at all?

He took a look at the photos of Si Han when he grew up, and looked at the original master. The brows were quickly twisted into shackles. In the original plot, the two people looked very similar, but now I have a closer look, the five senses are completely different, where is it like? Is the system in the pits again? But when he flipped through the information, he saw photos of two people when they were young, and it was quite like...

[Please trust the system. ]

The idea was interrupted by the light screen that suddenly popped up. He turned his eyes and took out the small mirror in his pocket and licked his tail. He asked, "Tongtian, Zhong Min’s body is really no problem? Just need to eat Anshen Pills. Raising the god?” Zhong Min’s early death in the original plot made him very concerned. He thought that Zhong Min had a dark disease and died so early. As a result, he sneaked through the sky and scanned everything but did not scan it. A result that needs to be calmed and settled.

[Please trust the system. ]

Good, the system is the greatest, believe in the system.

Turning off the light screen, he leaned back on the bed and rolled the quilt. How do you feel that the division is not right, but in the end it is not right... I fell asleep, and there was a man in a dream who could not see the five senses in a robes. He tried to get close, but he found that the body could not move. Only shouting at the man in vain. Suddenly, the mist rose and gradually covered the tall and slender figure of the man. He was more anxious, waving his hands and trying to spread the fog, but he didn't want to suddenly black, and then the picture turned into a modern and lively street scene. A pair of young men and women of about 30 years old laughed and pushed the baby carriage out of the supermarket. Suddenly, a large truck rushed out of the corner and rushed toward the two. At a critical juncture, the man pushed the stroller. Far away, hugged the woman who was screaming and screaming.

The sound of the impact and the brakes seemed to ring in the ear, and the line of sight turned sharply. He found himself into the baby in the stroller that would only turn over. He was ignorantly watching the men and women who fell in the pool of blood not far away, confused. "Ah," cried. The crowd quickly came over, and a kind-hearted aunt put his stroller to the side, the blood red disappeared, and it became a supermarket door that was constantly pouring out. He turned his head, but Yu Guang seemed to see a familiar serious face...

"father!"

Awkwardly awakened from his dreams, he raised his hand and held his stinging forehead, his heart beats uncontrollably. This dream...and the last face I saw...He quickly opened the quilt and found out the old photo album. He turned to the photo of Siyougan and Sijimin. He carefully confirmed it and couldn’t help but clench. The fist.

It is Secretary! He is definitely not mistaken!

The scene in my dreams should be the memory of the original master. Why did the original master’s car accident scene appear?

After her parents died, Zhong Min was still looking for her missing sister when she was young. Later, she married Si Yougan, and the search for a man was taken over by the distressed wife. You have already found the clock. Where can I fall?

Something is wrong, this division is really wrong.

He put down the album and took a deep breath, pressing down the various negative emotions caused by the deepening of the original memory, and opened the system data, and looked more closely at the beginning of the story.

Si Han’s kidnapping occurred in early June. Five days later, Xing Guan was rescued. Si Han disappeared. The police searched for half a month without fruit, and they recovered some of the police force. When the clock was already slightly insane, the news that the police had pulled back the police force thought that the son had encountered something unexpected, greatly stimulated, and almost jumped from the villa attic. Si Yougan found out that his wife was wrong and sent her to the hospital. After some examinations, Zhong Min was diagnosed with mild depression. A week later, Si Yougan accidentally saw Qin Bao in a charity event funded by the company to support the orphanage. After quickly confirming his identity, he brought it back and sent it to Zhong Min.

A week... too fast, too clever.

In the case of his son’s disappearance and his wife’s hospitalization, Si Yougan actually had Kung Fu to fly to the city to participate in an unimportant public welfare activity of the company. He also happened to find Qin Bao? The fool will believe that this is a coincidence!

Such a big doubt he didn't find at first, but if he suddenly dreamed of the memory of the original master... He looked up and licked his forehead, and there was a trace of doubt in his eyes. Strange, he seems to have dreamed of something before dreaming about the original memory. How can he not think of it...

A few days later, he consciously explored the childhood memories of the original Lord's closedness before going to bed. After the car accident, I couldn’t go back home, the lonely and desolate orphanage, the mean old dean, the dirty dark room, the winter night that couldn’t sleep so much... The high-end that suddenly appeared in front of the orphanage The car, and the singer who looked through the window of the cold eyes.

He opened his eyes and the morning sun shone in the room, giving the impression of warmth and comfort. When he opened the quilt, he went to the window and opened the curtain that was half-opened. He blinked at the door of the villa and looked at Wenyou, who was kind enough to bid farewell to Zhong Min.

What is the purpose of this man carrying Zhong Min to do these things?

Probably aware of his indifference, Siyougan suddenly looked up and looked at it. Ye Zhizhou was shocked and was busy with a smile on his face, and his relatives waved at him. Siyou wrinkled his frown, his eyes slowed down, and the indifferent nod was a response. Zhong Min noticed Si Yougan's gaze and looked up at his sideline. He saw his little son wearing a pajamas standing in front of the second floor window. He waved his hand with a smile on his face. The joy in his eyes was almost Take people away.

One face is a love for the child, but one eye is only indifferent, what a strange pair of "parents."

He smiled back at Zhong Min, then watched Shi Yougan get on the bus and touched the cold glass on the French window.

It’s time to go to the city to see.

In the original plot, it took only a week to find out that the Detective Wei Zhuang of all the squads of Wei Han was slow and surprisingly good. Fortunately, Ye Zhizhou was not in a hurry, and he did not really expect him to find out what to look for. He also just hopes to pass his suspicions and to brush the detective's good feelings, and if possible, brush his negative impression of Si Han.

Hanging up the phone call from Wei Zhuang, he bid farewell to Zhong Min, who was worried, and took a taxi to the airport. In the summer vacation, students who choose to travel abroad are everywhere. He is only one of them that is not very conspicuous.

After arriving in the city, he did not immediately go to the orphanage where the original owner once lived. Instead, he came to see the old site where the husband and wife once lived. In the past, the old community has become a lively integrated shopping mall. He stepped in and bought a small cartoon rattle in the baby goods store, strolling aimlessly.

Zhong was separated from her family during the ten years of turmoil. At that time, she was only eleven years old, and she was somewhat embarrassed. She was almost trafficked by traffickers. Later, I was lucky enough to be taken abroad by a foreign husband and wife, and I was able to grow up safely. After nine years, the foreign husband and wife passed away. After becoming an adult parent, Zhong Min returned to the country after her childhood memories. She became an English teacher in a middle school in the city, and then met her junior. Qin Shouye, the dean of the old orphanage.

The two married a year later. Three years later, they adopted a mixed-race child who suddenly appeared at the entrance of the orphanage and only spoke foreign languages. After five years, he had his own child, named Qin Bao, and Qin Bao was born four months later. The mixed-race parents came to pick up the child, and after a few months, the couple died in a car accident. The strange thing is that Qin Bao, who was his son after Qin Shouye’s death, was not sent to his own orphanage. He did not get a penny for the car accident compensation, but was directly sent to the remote orphanage in the suburbs.

What kind of role does Siyou do play in these things?

Unconsciously, he walked to the door of the cinema. He took back his thoughts and saw that it was still early. He bought a ticket and entered the cinema.

Qin Mo passed by the entrance of the cinema, his eyes swept through the cartoon little rattle on the cinema counter, the steps stopped, turned and passed, gently picked up and shaken.

The dull and dense squeaking sound is completely different from the crisp sound in memory. He put the rattle down, and the dark green eyes quickly flashed a trace of sorrow. After thinking about it, he took the rattle again and looked at the counter and looked at his staff. He asked politely, "This, Is it yours?"

The Mandarin word is completely different from his blond image.

The staff who are trying to recall the English grammar are stupid and shook their heads. "No, it should be that other guests are here."

He nodded, took the wallet out of his pocket, pulled a banknote with the most denomination from the inside and put it on the counter, swaying and ringing. "This, I bought it and said sorry to the guest for me." After turning around and leaving, there is no chance for the staff to refuse.

The staff looked at the counter to buy a few rattles of banknotes, and looked at the tall backs that were about to disappear into the line of sight. The high-pitched voice behind them stopped the road. "Hey, you can’t do this, and the money is also Too many! Guests? You stop!"

The back disappeared, the staff stopped calling, and some laughed. How is this foreign guest so strange, very polite, how to do things so unreasonable...

After seeing the movie, Ye Zhizhou lost his rattle and harvested a banknote. The next movie is about to start. The staff is too busy to explain the situation. They simply said that the situation will continue to be busy after handing the money to him.

...probably which parent with children "buy" it. He laughed at the banknotes and turned away from the cinema, heading in the opposite direction to Qin Mo.

After returning to the hotel in the evening, he first searched the Internet for information on the orphanage where the original owner was a child. After he was fully prepared, he disguised himself and went to the orphanage in the morning as a good student at noon the next day. .

The once degenerate dean became old and fat, and turned out to be a grumpy good-tempered grandfather. He eagerly ushered in Ye Zhizhou and said with emotion, "The dolls now have a good heart. They have been volunteering for the first two days. Today, you have sent so many toys and the children are happy."

"It's good to make the children happy, it should be." He sighed with enthusiasm, his mental strength slowly explored, wrapped the hospitalized long brain, and after sitting in the president's office, he looked straight at the director's eyes and took the spirit. The force is entangled in the sound. "The old dean, I remember that the orphanage was small and very old. It can be considered a big change now, and many good people donate."

The dean's expression was blank for a moment, then smiled back. "Good people do have it, but our orphanage can become what it is today. It is all based on the long-term funding of an expensive person who met more than ten years ago. The blessings, the children in our yard can now get to school and eat enough."

"Do you still remember a child named Qin Bao? He was very small when he was sent, only a few months old."

"Qin Bao? No, no, there is no such child in our hospital." The old dean quickly refused, then paused for a few seconds, and suddenly changed his mouth and said, "There is such a child, was sent by the hospital, said It’s the death of a parent’s car accident, and there are no other relatives... I am sorry for him, I wanted to be good to him, but there are other children in my hospital to support, and I don’t want to be harsh on him... all that person, It was that person who made me have to say this, saying that as long as I have cured the child, he will subsidize the rest of the children in the orphanage to go to school to eat, and I can’t help...”

Ye Zhizhou's brow moved and increased the mental power of the voice. "Who is that person? Why did he want you to raise the child?"

The old dean’s face suddenly paled and he did not answer his question. Instead, he said with a confused look. “I don’t want to, Xiaobao, don’t blame me... don’t cry, follow the nobles, have a good life, grandpa is not I have to abandon you... The life in the courtyard is finally good, the children can eat and wear, and the old building finally has money to renovate... just erase all the information of Xiaobao, anyway, he has already been there. It’s a day, nothing, nothing...”

Ye Zhizhou’s mood was somewhat complicated to recover his mental strength. He looked at the old dean’s eyes and lost his eyes. He sighed. This person is probably tortured for a long time by the feeling of depression in his heart. Although the mental defense is deep but it is easy to be shaken, it is a little bit confusing. I took out an Anshen pill and placed it in the tea cup of the old dean. He looked around this simple dressing room and turned away.

Qin Mochao waved his hand and got off the bus and entered the orphanage.

The vice president rushed out to greet, and his expression was a little nervous. "You are Mr. Qin, that, my father is old, his body is not very good, he fell asleep after lunch, you see..."

"Nothing, I just want to read the adoption information in your archives, no special hospitality."

The deputy dean heard a sigh of relief and was busy pleading. "The procedures for adoption in our hospital have been very strict, and the information is the most complete. If you look at it, you can ask me if you have any questions. I am working in the hospital. For more than two decades, all adopted children remember."

Qin Mo’s eyes moved and he looked at him sideways. “Do you remember?”

"Yes, yes." The deputy dean was looked at by his cold, green eyes with no emotions. He couldn't help but feel a little worried. "Even if I only adopted it for a while, I remember it..."

"Have you adopted a baby named Qin Bao? The eyes are very big, the hair is very soft, I like to laugh, I like to hold things when I sleep at night, I don’t cry very much, I will spit myself when no one is going. Bubble play." This is probably what he said too many times, the speed of speech is slightly faster, and his eyes slowly bring a glimmer of hope. "Have you adopted such a child?"

"No, no." The deputy dean avoided his sight and raised his heart. "The conditions in our hospital were not good enough to take care of the baby. The adoption of the children was started at the age of five."

"This way..." The hope in the eyes shattered, Qin Mo’s eyes became indifferent again, and his attitude became more and more cold. "Take me to the archives. I will be alone, not to be with me."

The vice president was busy turning around and leading the way, and the back did not consciously flow a layer of cold sweat. "Please come with me..."