Lin Luo raised his chin and gestured: "I'm busy with those."
She paused, found a photo of Huo Yin when he was a child, placed it in front of him, raised her little face and asked, "I feel like we've met before. I think you look very familiar to me."
"..." Huo Yin leaned back on the sofa, "We have indeed met before."
Lin Luo was stunned and turned his head suddenly.
"When did it happen?"
She doesn't have any memory at all. Has it been too long?
Huo Yin lowered his eyes and smiled dotingly: "You don't remember."
But he remembered it clearly.
"It was probably when I was seventeen." His voice was flat and came out slowly.
"At that time, I was wanted and on the run. I didn't eat anything for three days. Finally, I couldn't run anymore and lay in an alley with dishevelled hair and dirty face, barely surviving. Everyone kept their distance from me. At that time..."
The man's hand tightened: "You showed up."
"You were obviously scared but you still came closer to me, asked me in a soft voice how I was, and finally bought a lot of food and put it in front of me. You even gave me money before leaving."
Huo Yin seemed to have thought of something and laughed softly: "I heard you say that your pocket money was gone at the beginning of this month and you were ready to starve to death, but it was because of your money that I was able to survive."
He reached out and pinched the dazed Lin Luo's face: "Also give me a chance to come find you."
"..."
As he spoke, all of Lin Luo's memories suddenly flooded into her mind.
The boy was disheveled, his face was dirty but his pupils were clearly black and white. He was cautious and wary of her approaching, lying on the ground as if he was about to die.
At this age when he should be in school and being loved by his family, he is already burdened with a crime and on the run.
That boy turned out to be him.
Lin Luo's heart was instantly filled with heartache. She threw herself into the man's arms and arched his back hard.
"Forget about the past. I will always be by your side from now on."
Huo Yin's Adam's apple rolled up and down, his profile was gentle and focused: "Okay."
He lowered his eyelashes.
There were some things I didn’t say because I was afraid it would make the little girl even sadder.
At that time, he had lost all hope of survival and resigned himself to lying in the alley waiting to die.
We are all going to die anyway, so this is actually better.
But just when he was dying, a light suddenly appeared in front of him.
The girl came in light slippers and slowly squatted in front of him. Fear was hidden on her young face, but she still forced herself to talk to him.
"Hey are you okay?"
"Can you hear me?"
"Where are your family? Are you hungry? I'll go buy you some food, okay? Just hang in there, I'll be right back!"
…
Pure and clear, it came with the light and illuminated his dark life.
So many years have passed in the blink of an eye.
The little girl has grown up.
I helped him when I was young, and when I grew up I became a journalist and worked hard to help others.
His little girl is growing up well.
Huo Yin curled his lips and placed his chin lightly on the top of Lin Luo's head.
No matter how noisy it is outside, they have always been themselves, and that is enough.
With the director's "Cut", the scene was completed in one take.
Su Xia suddenly came out of the play and wanted to sit up and watch the next scene, but the hand around her waist didn't seem to be loosening. She paused and looked up at Lu Jingyao.
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