Chapter 73 The Ghost Infest

Gao Xia saw a little big boy coming in. At first, she was a little surprised, and then said loudly outside the shed, "Whose child ran in? Come and take it away."

He walked to him without a name and stared at his face with wide eyes. Wow, Gao Xia is more handsome than on TV. No wonder Pocket is so happy when he is with him. Humph, pocket doesn't like nameless. Is it because nameless is not handsome enough?

Gao Xia saw that he was cute, and two chunks of fat meat on his cheeks were red, but she didn't drive him away. She bowed her body and asked, "Children, why did you come here alone?"

"I'm 7 years old, not a child."

Gao Xia raised the corners of her mouth, and her lips raised a beautiful curvature. She looked at the nameless and asked, "Where are your parents? Why did you run in alone?"

"I'm here to find you."

"Look for me?" Gao Xia was a little stunned and thought for a moment. It turned out to be a little fan, so she said, "Are you here to ask me for an autograph?"

"Uh-huh!" He squeezed his mouth and nodded vigorously.

Gao Xia took out a pen from her pocket and asked, "What's your name?" Where do you want to sign?"

He handed the book to him without a name and said solemnly, "Just write it according to the above, and then the uncle will sign it below."

Uncle? Gao Xia's face darkened. Although he was not young, no one of his little fans called him uncle! A kid with no eyesight, have you ever seen such a young uncle? He coughed twice and took the notebook and looked at it. The look on his face instantly added a little surprise.

A line was written on the little book: "Don't get close to the pocket." He suddenly cooled down and did it for a long time. This little guy is not his fan, but a pocket fan!

He didn't seem to be reluctant, and he pouted and said, "If you don't want to write, just sign it below."

Humph, what kind of signature is that? Gao Xia took back the pen and said angrily, "If you want to find a pocket, turn left when you go out, and there is a dressing room."

"I came to find her. After seeing you with her, I decided to come to you first."

"Why?"

"I don't like you hugging with pocket. Pocket is mine."

"Oh!!" Gao Xia smiled stiffly, and there was a trace of glancholy in her eyes. It was really shocking that the audience in the program was better than her.

"I'm not a fan, I'm her brother."

Gao Xia was finally relieved. Haha, it turned out that it was not because this boy was a fan, but because this boy was her younger brother. But why didn't you hear that she has a younger brother? After interrogation, I learned that the pocket mother recognized a adopted son, and the child in front of him was a pocket brother-in-law, called nameless.

"Nameless? What's wrong with the wound on your face? He clicked on the place where the Band-Aid was pasted on his forehead and asked.

"Well..." He pouted for a long time and said to himself, "I made pocket angry, and then..."

Make pocket-pocket angry? Then how? Gao Xia also wanted to ask. She looked up and saw the pocket come in.

"Nameless! Why did you come here? What are you talking about?" Pocket walked to the nameless and asked angrily.

He covered his little mouth and said with a smile, "Pocket, you... are you off work?"

"I haven't answered my question yet. Why did you come here? Didn't your mother-in-law pick you up?"

"You were so angry last night that I wanted to see you and take you home."

Thinking of what happened last night, the pocket face suddenly sank.

The nameless pulled the corners of her clothes and said half coquettishly, "Pocket, are you still angry with nameless? Don't be angry. Can you come home with me?"

Pocket has a cold attitude towards the nameless, and his tone is very strict. The gloomy expression in her expression, with a trace of helplessness and fatigue, made Gao Xia feel that the atmosphere was not right. During the period of work with her, he has seen clearly that this girl, her cares, her fierceness, her stubbornness, is at best, skin. She has no friends, at least no real friends. She doesn't like to talk to people in private, let alone expose herself. Maybe she is an actress herself, playing her in the show, playing her who is not close to anyone, and playing a hedgehog. Peel off this layer of skin, what will be underneath?

During the period of the program team, she gradually became cheerful. She would laugh and laugh sincerely, instead of the smile in the program. At the last celebration banquet, the director team made her girl pretend to be crazy by drinking and said bosom words to her. She also remembered it in her heart and slowly learned to get along with the staff. When he saw the picture of her snuggling with Yuzi, an unspeakable emotion surged into his heart. She said that he could get everything and possess everything, but that kind of warmth was not what he could expect.

The harsh treatment of the child in front of her is not like the sister's lesson to her brother, and not like the sister and brother who are angry. Her way is more like treating strangers. He hugged the little one in his arms and comforted him: "No name, your sister is not angry. She has forgiven you for a long time and plans to take you out to play tomorrow!"

The nameless stared, looked at Gao Xia, and then at the pocket, and said happily, "The pocket hasn't taken the name to play yet!"

Pocket glanced at Gao Xia. What kind of move is this? Don't play cards according to common sense.

"Do you want to go to Gao Xia, too?" Ask nameless and curiously.

"Hmm! If your classmates knew that you were going out with me, would you be very envious?

Gao Xia had a happy chat with Wu Ming's longing and fantasy. The person in the pocket suddenly became an outsider. She said coldly, "Don't put gold on your face. I want to go to you guys. I won't go tomorrow.

"Pocket," Nameless went to pull her hand, raised her face, and looked at her with pleading eyes. "If you don't go, you will still be angry with nameless."

The little man frowned into eight characters, with a pitiful look, and his pocket heart suddenly softened. What's wrong with him? Why do you always put your grievances on him? I had no choice but to nod and agreed.

**

In the suburbs in winter, the trees have dried up, and the lawn on the ground shows the color of loess.

There are not many people here. After dressing up, the car was also changed. It was calm all the way, and there were no fans or paparazzi on the way. The three of them sat on the tablecloth and ate quietly. Gao Xia and Wu Ming either chatted or chased. After the picnic, they played football. Pocket rarely opened his mouth, leaned under the big tree next to him, sat quietly, and let the Buddha indulge in the world of no one.

"Uncle Gao Xia, can you help the anonymous pick the leaves from the tree?" The little one tiptoed and pointed to the leaves on an evergreen branch.

Gao Xia picked a few small branches wrapped in green leaves and handed them to him. The little one was so sharp that he skillfully made out a wreath. Gao Xia wink at him and handed the wreath to the pocket.

"Pocket, does it look good?"

The nameless wreath is not exquisite. Because of the lack of strength, many bone joints are relatively loose. However, looking at the wreath in her little hand, her thoughts can't help but fly back to many years ago. Dad also made such a wreath for her. Dad is always busy with work, and she is always busy with filming. She has very little time to hang out with her father. She clearly remembers that the wreath is made of osmanthus trees with a strong fragrance.

Her father made a wreath for her, and her children also made a wreath for her. Gently take the little thing in the little hand, let the Buddha hold it carefully for fear that it will disperse.

The sunshine in the winter afternoon was particularly warm. The nameless played with Gao Xia for a few times, and the excitement fell asleep on the pocket. When the little one put it down, there would be a humming sound in his mouth. He was helpless and had to hold him all the time. The sun shone on his white little face, and his nameless eyebrows were stung by insects, frying from time to time. A white and slender hand stretched out and slowly lifted the hat on the little coat to cover his eyebrows. A shadow covered the two people. Looking up, Gao Xia was standing in front of her to help her resist the sunlight.

The winter sun turns into a warm current, slowly flowing in the heart.

Gao Xia looked at the pocket in a daze and looked at her embarrassed. For the last confession, she felt that she was too surprised from Gao Xia's mouth. Now she looks at her with such gentle eyes, and she feels that she is going to be insane.

"Why do you look at me like this?"

"Some people say that a child is a natural jade, and he will look like whoever he thinks about." Gao Xia said lightly.

It seems that I don't understand. Who does this child miss? Daddy, mommy? Didn't he only see it in his dream? Who did you see in your dream? Who does it look like? He looked at the little one in his arms, his facial features, eyebrows, and the shallow dimples on his cheeks when he squeezed his mouth seemed to be more and more like that person. My heart can't help but get together again.

"Although I don't have a blood relationship with you, I also look like you. How hard does this kid work to look like you? Gao Xia gently scratched his little face and said gently.

"What's wrong with you? Why did you suddenly talk like this?"

Sitting cross-legged in front of her, the figure just blocked the dazzling light in front of her.

"You can be so good to the client's daughter. Why is it so harsh on this child?"

There was a desolation in my heart. Even Gao Xia can see the clue. Isn't he too indifferent to the little one? The wound on the little one's head has not healed yet, and the fine scars have a scar. Thinking of what I did to him that night, I couldn't wait to chop off my hand and apologize to him. I really want to go back in time. If so, she will never be so impulsive again.

She is still an incompetent mother after all. I would rather look for a lost child in a child who is not related by blood, double care for her, and make up for the losses of the past than be soft on the child in front of me. When she saw Yuko, she was always moved by her melancholy eyes, wanting to share her fear and calm her flustered heart, perhaps out of pity for the child or out of emotional regret for her daughter who had never seen two eyes. I always feel that there must be a shadow of that child on Youzi. She was arranged to come to her side.

However, there is a shadow of Hua Tianxiu and her own shadow. He is stubborn and stubborn like a child of this age. He is smart and smart enough to understand her mind. The child who was supposed to be likable made her afraid to approach. I'm always afraid that the hard wall built in my heart for so many years will be torn down by him, and then the whole castle will collapse. In that case, she will feel disgusted with herself in the past seven years.

Or, she has begun to hate the time she has wasted. What's wrong with this child? Or, because of his father's fault, she vented her anger on the child?

Don't do to others what you don't want. After all, what I did was too much.

"It's better for the little one. Don't regret it in the future."

Gao Xia pointed to him and looked at him puzzledly. He said this in a calm and calm tone, and there was something in his words, which was not like him at all. I want to say thank you to him, but I can't say it. In fact, it's not once or twice that I regret what I've done to the little one, but I often regret it this time, and the next time I'm still cold. After all, I still can't get rid of the shackles of those years.

Coming out of the suburbs, Gao Xia drove the car to the gas station. After refueling, he saw several reporter-like people gathered around and began to shoot in the carriage with a camera. Pocket subconsciously blocked the nameless face and pulled his hat lower.

After several questions and massage-style answers, they finally made a tough attitude and refused to interview, and the three people finally got out of the predicament.

"What should I do? Do you want someone to block the news?" Pocketly asked uneasily.

"What are you afraid of? I also want to challenge whether I can have 500 gossips with you.

The corners of the mouth are slightly upturned, and there is a unique evil charm in the smile. How relaxed the tone is. He is always so unruly. He chases her if he wants to, and confess when he wants to confess, regardless of whether his status is very different from her or not. He said it was a shame to like her, but he was unwilling to let go. If he knew about her past, would he feel more ashamed to fall in love with her?

"Gao Xia, don't be kind to me. You know too little about me."

"Do you have to see through to fall in love? I don't like to leave a knot.

Although he already knew what he was thinking, he still touched her. Has he fallen in love with her? But how can she love someone? How dare you love? For love, my heart has long been exhausted. If she can love, she won't even be so hesitant to treat her children.

"There is always sadness in your smile. I don't like to see you like this. I like you when I see you who don't smile at me but are willing to show a frank expression to me. It's still the same tone, and the pocket smiles. This time, it's really frank.

**

The news that Gao Xia was traveling with his pocket family was exposed. The news was like a long tongue. Before he got a reply from the person concerned, the outside world was speculated about his nameless identity.

Hua Tianxiu turned the screen on the computer and saw the news of Gao Xia and the pocket, and his eyes were fixed on the child in the pocket.