Chang Che’s article is also finished, and Zi Yang and Fu Hong’s article. For some reasons, I moved the article below Chang Mian’s article. Please forgive me.
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2013, City S.
A luxurious antique feast was held grandly at the Convention and Exhibition Center.
Under its famous glass vault,
Royal aristocrats, government officials, businessmen, and antique and jewelry collectors from all over France and the world's leading countries gathered together.
Pieces of antique treasures are sold at sky-high prices.
Among the dazzling collection of rare antiques, there is an inconspicuous small bronze mirror that has been forgotten in a display cabinet.
"Hey, Yangyang, the frame of this small bronze mirror seems to have your name engraved on it, and it's in small seal script."
In front of the bronze mirror, a young man and woman were attracted at some point. The young man among them poked the girl's arm as if he had discovered a new world.
"How is that possible? Are you kidding me, Ranran? I won't be fooled by you."
"If you don't believe me, see for yourself. Well, right there, look carefully, it's the word "Yang Yang", haha, don't tell me you carved it on it?"
"Tch, am I that boring?"
"Hey, that's really my name."
Ziyang leaned over and looked at the surface of the bronze mirror carefully with her big, smart eyes.
At this moment, the bronze mirror suddenly shined brightly, like tens of thousands of volts of incandescent light. Everyone present could not help but hold up their hands to block the dazzling white light.
"What's going on? Where is the light coming from? My eyes can't stand it..."
"Which light is faulty? Organizer, please turn off the light quickly. It will blind your eyes. Quick! Turn it off quickly..."
"..."
The scene suddenly became a mess.
However, less than half a minute later, the dazzling white light suddenly stopped, and there was only a "bang" sound. The glass cover covering the small bronze mirror fell into pieces, and everyone's eyes were directed towards it.
"Oh my god, it's that inconspicuous little bronze mirror. How is it possible? What on earth is going on?"
Suddenly someone screamed, and everyone swarmed forward. However, Zi Yang and Zi Ran, who were standing in front of the bronze mirror, were squeezed out.
"Yangyang, are you okay?" Ziran came back to her senses, grabbed Ziyang's shoulders and shook her violently.
Ziyang's pale little face was startled, and her mouth trembled, "No...no...it's okay."
"Mom...Mi..." came a childish voice from the side.
A little boy with fair skin and red hair, naked, rushed towards her.
Before Ziyang could react, the red-haired little boy hugged her thigh tightly and cried in a sweet voice:
"Woo...Mommy, the baby has finally found you. Mommy should never abandon the baby again. The baby misses Mommy so much..."
The little boy was about seven or eight years old, with a baby-fat face that was still childish, and electric eyes wet with tears. He looked like an abandoned child whose father didn't care for his mother, and he looked at Ziyang pitifully.
"Where did this kid come from?"
Zi Ran crossed her arms and looked at Zi Yang in confusion.
Ziyang shrugged, glanced at the boy with complex eyes, frowned and asked: "Kid, you have mistaken the wrong person, I am not your mommy."
Ziyang is only 22 years old this year, an unmarried girl, where did this handsome son appear from?
"Mommy, do you really not recognize the baby? Mommy, I am your baby who was born after ten months of pregnancy, and you don't recognize me, wuwu, mommy is good or bad, the baby doesn't like mommy anymore, baby
I need to go find daddy, wuwu..."
The little boy cried at the top of his lungs, which immediately attracted the attention of others.