Chapter 5

The name in the memory of Han Mo's original owner is beating on the mobile phone, Shuya. The woman he loves and hates.

Countless memories of the original owner and Shuya in Han Mo's brain quickly passed in front of him, like acting in a movie. Shu Ya was originally a southern girl. Six years ago, despite the opposition of her family, she followed her original owner to Beidu and lived a painful life of drifting north. It was also because of this elopement that Shu Ya broke up with her family completely and had no contact for several years.

Shu Ya, who was desperate to flee with the original owner, did not abandon her poor life and bitter life. She silently accompanied the original owner, worked hard to make money and supplement her family, for the original owner's unrealistic dream.

At that time, although the life was light and there was no lack of small noise on weekdays, it was also harmonious. In the original owner's N + 1 audition, he broke the fragile calm.

The original audition failed, but Shu Ya, who accompanied him to the audition, was accidentally favored by the director and played female No. 3, which made Shu Ya embark on the road of acting. With Shu Ya becoming more and more popular, the key is that Shu Ya's career is an acting road that the original owner can't expect, which makes him more impetuous, suspicious and unreasonable, and slowly breaks the relationship between the two people, In a quarrel, Shuya finally left him ruthlessly.

Han Mo connected the phone. This was the first time he talked to Shuya. He didn't know what to say. He thought it was Shuya. There must be something. He didn't speak first and waited to listen to each other's voice.

Shuya didn't hear Han Mo's mouth. She was also stunned. She quickly took the mobile phone in her ear to her eyes and thought it was hanging up. She looked at it and was still reading seconds to make sure it wasn't hanging up. Every time she called, she could hear his lazy first sentence, "you still know that when you call, the child has no living expenses." Shuya was surprised that she didn't say it this time.

Both sides didn't speak. The phone once fell into an awkward atmosphere. Shuya coughed twice. "This filming time is a little long. It's going to Europe for shooting again. It may take a few days to go back." She explained so much that the other party was not impatient. Shuya was surprised. She paused and continued, "how are Xuanxuan these months? Is there enough money? "

Han Mo and Shuya finished all the words. They probably knew the purpose of Shuya's call. They glanced at Xuanxuan, who was waiting in line to answer the phone on the sofa not far away, and hooked up the corner of their mouth, "Xuanxuan is very good. Don't worry." The first question is answered. The second question is money. To tell you the truth, there's no money at home. The original owner spends a lot of money. Shu Ya's living expenses for Xuanxuan have been almost wasted by him, but Han Mo is not the original owner. How can he manage women to ask for money, "money is enough." Han Mo answered Shuya's questions briefly.

It seems that the call should be over at this time. The two people fell into silence again. At this time, Xuanxuan jumped over and said, "Dad, Dad, is it mom? I want to talk to my mother. "

Han Mo took a long sigh of relief in his heart and gently handed the mobile phone to Xuanxuan. He just wanted to escape here quickly. Although he had the memory of the original owner for Shuya in his mind, he still felt strange when he really talked to the child's mother.

Xuanxuan and her mother had a good time again and hung up the phone reluctantly.

Shuya took the phone and looked at the hung up mobile phone screen for a long time.

"What's the matter? Call that guy again? Every time I asked for money, what moth came out this time? " Peng Ye two slender fingers holding a lady's cigarette, gently sucked in his mouth and slowly spit out wisps of smoke rings.

"I feel like he's different this time."

Peng Ye snorted contemptuously, with a trace of helplessness on his tight face. "Every time you say that, as a result, he has no other surprises except getting worse and worse. Find a nanny for Xuanxuan as early as possible, and then completely draw a line with that guy. What will happen to the child's life with him? "

Shuya sighed deeply, "the child is willing to be with him, I can't help it." She really felt that this time was really different from before, but she couldn't tell what was different. She whispered to herself, "maybe I think too much again," and shook her head helplessly.

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The little guy is the happiest, because this is the first time in her memory. Her parents didn't quarrel when they called. Although they didn't feel close, they at least didn't quarrel. In Xuanxuan's small heart, this is a good sign. They are one step closer on the road of trying to make their parents live together.

Han Mo looked at the time. In the past, time passed quickly only when he was working. Unexpectedly, time passed faster with the little guy. It was time to go to bed.

The little guy is still jumping on the sofa and running around with a kite. Although he is not willing to interrupt Xuanxuan, children can't stay up late, "Xuanxuan, we should go to bed."

The happy smile stiffened the little guy's pink face, "but Xuanxuan didn't play enough and didn't want to sleep."

"Instead of letting Xuanxuan go to bed right away, we can lie in bed first, and dad will tell Xuanxuan a story and go to sleep slowly."

When Xuanxuan heard that her father wanted to tell a story, her little face looked excited. "OK, Xuanxuan wants to listen to the story."

Han Mo knows that there are no green fairy tales in this world. Andersen's fairy tales have never appeared. He casually thought of the story "Frog Prince", which he often heard when he was a child. He is going to use this story to coax the little princess to sleep. There is no fairy tale book. In order to make Xuanxuan feel this story more clearly, Han Mo decided to tell it and draw the main plot for Xuanxuan.

When he got the paper and pen back to the bedroom, the little guy had turned himself into the quilt, covered the quilt, and only showed a lovely little face. His eager big eyes flashed innocently, ready for his father to come in and tell a story.

"Why are you telling the story of the Frog Prince today." Han Mo touched the little guy's head.

Xuanxuan knew the frog, but it was the first time she heard about the frog prince. She was very interested. Just hearing the name, xiaonaogua suddenly popped out and came up to her father.

Han Mo's low magnetic voice sounded slowly, "in ancient times when wishes could be realized, there was a king whose daughters were very beautiful, especially the youngest daughter. Even the sun, who had seen everything, would be surprised at her beauty every time he saw her. She has a golden ball, which is her favorite toy. In hot summer, she often sits next to the well under a bodhi tree, discards the golden ball high and catches it... "Han Mo quickly draws the main content on paper while telling a story.

Xiaoxuanxuan listened carefully to the story told by her father and stared at the picture outlined by her father.

"But once, when the little princess threw the golden ball high into the air, she didn't catch it and fell to the ground. The golden ball rolled and rolled into the well. The golden ball is the little princess's favorite toy. She cried anxiously. " Because of Han Mo's picture, the story became more vivid. The little guy's expression became sad. His pink mouth was tilted and he was about to cry.

Han Mo noticed the little guy's mood change and hurriedly told the following plot, "at this time, a voice came suddenly." He changed another voice and said, "beautiful little princess, what can I do for you?" The little princess told the frog what had happened to her. The frog promised the little princess to help her find the golden ball on the condition that she would make friends with the frog. "

The little guy was happy that he could pick up the golden ball, but when he heard that he wanted to make friends with the frog, a frog appeared in his head. He couldn't help but fight a cold war and muttered in a low voice, "the frog is so ugly. I don't want to make friends with him."

Han Mo pinched Xuanxuan's pink face and said patiently, "Xuanxuan can't judge people by their appearance, whether beautiful or ugly. As long as he has good intentions and wants to be friends with us, we should treat each other sincerely, you know?"

The little guy looked at his father as if he knew something. What his father said must be right. After thinking about it, the chicken nodded like pecking rice. "Xuanxuan knows. What happened later?"

"Of course, the little princess made friends with the frog, ate and played with him."

Xuanxuan was also happy. The image of the frog didn't seem so ugly. In her father's painting, the frog was very cute.

"Then one day, the little frog woke up and became a handsome boy. It turned out that he was a prince of a neighboring country. He became a frog because he was cursed by a witch. Only by getting real friendship can he restore the appearance of human beings. It was the little princess's friendship that lifted the spell, and the little princess lived a happy life with the frog prince. "

"Wow, great." The little guy was very satisfied with the result and shook his face excitedly in his two small hands.

"Well, the story is over. It's time for the little princess to go to bed."

In fact, the little guy was already very sleepy. After listening to the story and reading the pictures, the little soul was greatly satisfied. He slept very fast and went to sleep sweetly in a short time.

Han Mo couldn't help recalling the corners of his mouth, "this little guy."

He gently pasted it on Xuanxuan's forehead.