MTL - I Can’t Act Anymore-Chapter 56

Mu Mu sat in the cloakroom and packed her luggage.

When he was packing his luggage, after he stopped wearing skirts, he only wore a few T-shirts that he modified.

The clothes were packed casually, and Mu Mu pulled the stool and began to take out the things hidden under the velvet cushion of the jewelry box.

First insert the previous SIM card into the mobile phone, and then continue to rummage through the boxes.

After booking the ticket, Qin Yucheng stood at the door of the cloakroom, watched Mu Mu dig out the ID, and commented: "It's pretty easy to hide."

"Yeah, I think so too." Mu Mu nodded, "There should be other places I haven't found."

No matter how you think about it, it's impossible for the original owner to just hide the ID card.

There should be other things like bank cards—after all, he can afford the 880,000 clubhouse's annual fee, which doesn't match up to the card with a balance of more than 300,000 that hasn't been credited.

Qin Yucheng glanced at Mu Mu who took out a new ID card from under the velvet cushion, thought for a while, then rolled up his sleeves and began to look for it.

Mu Mu heard the movement and turned to look at him: "Have you finished packing your luggage?"

"Yes." Qin Yucheng nodded casually.

In fact, Qin Yucheng is not picky about what to wear except for important occasions or social gatherings.

The white T that Mu Mu bought in the wholesale market before, because he bought the largest size, he can also wear it.

There were more than 20 pieces, and Mu Mu couldn't wear them all, so he gave him ten pieces very fairly.

Qin Yucheng didn't think it was such an important occasion to meet his biological parents.

It's not bad that he didn't remember their hatred for abandoning him.

Qin Yucheng thought of this, and asked Mu Mu: "That's right."

"Um?"

Without raising his head, Qin Yucheng continued to rummage through the storage compartments in the cloakroom: "About me...being abandoned, do you know what happened?"

Mu Mu shook his head: "I'm not particularly clear."

After all, the author abandoned the pit before writing it.

"I only know that it was dropped, and your parents didn't know about it." Mu Mu took out the household registration book and recalled, "Who and why, I don't know."

"Oh." Qin Yucheng responded.

Holding the household registration booklet, Mu Mu turned to look at Qin Yucheng and hesitated for a moment.

I don't know if it's an illusion, but he feels that Qin Yucheng doesn't seem to be very interested in the matter of confessing his relatives.

"Aren't you... unwilling?" Mu Mu asked.

"It's not that I don't want to." Qin Yucheng rearranged the storage box, "I just think it doesn't matter. Any adult with a normal mind would not be happy because he suddenly had a pair of strange parents?"

Mu Mu substituted it in and found out that it was true.

They have already reached the age of starting a family and starting a business. From a realistic point of view, the sudden occurrence of such an incident probably has no sadness or joy in their hearts, and they just think it is absurd.

Mu Mu speculated with common sense: "But generally speaking, if you find out that your biological parents are super rich, you will be happy, right?"

Qin Yucheng asked: "Would you be happy if it were you?"

Mu Mu thought for a moment, then shook his head.

His mother is fine, Mu Mu thinks that there are few mothers better than his mother in this world.

It's not a big problem to ask him to call brother and sister, but to ask him to call other people's parents...

Mu Mu frantically refused.

Grass.

impossible!

Totally impossible!

Qin Yucheng spread his hands and shrugged: "Really?"

Mu Mu struggled: "Then... do you want to..."

"Let's go and meet." Qin Yucheng said, "It's okay to meet."

Anyway, he doesn't have any expectations for his biological parents. If he doesn't have expectations, he won't care. If he doesn't care, he won't be disappointed.

As Mr. Qin said, he took off a row of watch display covers.

There is a credit card underneath.

He didn't even look at it, and handed it to Mu Mu: "A gift."

Mu Mu took the card, jumped off the stool, inserted the phone card, and started sorting out the documents.

The original owner's supporting documents are quite complete, ranging from small ID card account books to passports and other things, and he looks like he can run away at any time.

Mu Mu sat down on the ground, looked at the two sets of documents, and opened the fake one: "This set of fake documents is very real, can't you just throw it away?"

This will be picked up by someone, maybe it will be taken to register the company as a legal person or something.

Qin Yucheng glanced at the pile of documents: "Then don't throw them away, keep them as a souvenir."

Qin Yucheng was somewhat nostalgic.

He will keep the study room and master bedroom in his hometown as they are, and he also wants to keep them as a souvenir.

Qin Yucheng also sat cross-legged next to Mu Mu, flipping through the documents: "These are all proofs of miracles."

Mu Mu was puzzled: "What?"

Qin Yucheng took out the red book from the certificate, shook the invalidated marriage certificate, turned his head to look at Mu Mu, his black eyes cast tiny shadows of lights.

He laughed: "Haven't you thought about it?"

Mu Mu was even more confused: "What have you thought about?"

"About our meeting—" Qin Yucheng said, "You think, what a wonderful luck and miracle it must be for the two of us to sit here together."

One who was born again, and the other who came through time travel, and they can be honest with each other by accident.

There will be no second such lucky miracle in this world.

Mu Mu stared blankly at Qin Yucheng.

He really didn't have Qin Yucheng's thoughts, but even if he didn't, he could smell something romantic from Qin Yucheng's words.

The doorbell rang at this moment, interrupting the silent gaze between the two.

Qin Yucheng looked away, and threw the marriage certificate into the pile of documents that Mu Mu was going to keep: "Keep it, as a souvenir, I'll open the door."

"Ah, oh!" Mu Mu came back to his senses, looked at the marriage certificate that was thrown over, blinked for a while, and couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth.

-Miracle.

It turned out that some people would regard his appearance as a miracle.

Thinking of this, Mu Mu couldn't hold back the smile at the corner of his mouth, and let out a humming laugh.

What a delight!

Ah Zhai hummed a song, and put the marriage certificate and divorce certificate on the storage side.

Qin Yucheng is right.

Souvenir!

Human memory will gradually disappear with time and environmental changes. Maybe after a few years, he will forget about wearing books and about the original world.

But these commemorations will stay in place forever.

When I get older in the future—

Mu Mu imagined himself becoming an old man.

When I get older in the future, I will be very happy to see these again.

Hearing Liu Gaoming's bluffing, Mu Mu put the collected documents on the table, thought for a while, took out another piece of paper, wrote the word "miracle", and put it together with the documents.

Go back and buy a storage box and put them away.

It's like burying a time capsule.

Store the joy of "miracle" now and share it with yourself decades later.

Mu Mu heard the sound of "da da da" footsteps.

Liu Gaoming pulled on his slippers and looked out of the open door of the cloakroom with a happy face.

Qin Yucheng followed behind him.

"Next, I will announce a big news!" Liu Gaoming said.

Mu Mu turned his head: "What news?"

"My grandfather is going to give me a piece of land!" Liu Gaoming held up the thick file bag in his hand, "There is still money!"

Mu Mu was not surprised, but still applauded fiercely: "Wow! Congratulations!"

Liu Gaoming was very happy. Strictly speaking, this was his first independent project, and he also cooperated with Qin Yucheng.

"Are you rich?" Qin Yucheng asked.

Liu Gaoming raised his chest: "I'm rich!"

Qin Yucheng nodded in satisfaction: "Then you can order takeaway yourself."

Liu Gaoming: "?"

Gougou was stunned.

"We're going out for a while." Qin Yucheng pointed to Mu Mu's suitcase spread out in the middle of the cloakroom.

Liu Gaoming came back to his senses, and said eagerly: "Where are you going? Are you on honeymoon?"

Mu Mu shook his head: "No, I'm going back home."

When Liu Gaoming heard it, he was shocked immediately, and turned to look at Qin Yucheng: "Are you finally going back to face your parents?"

Qin Yucheng and Mu Mu tacitly did not deny it.

Those little secrets between them that can be called "miracles" really don't need to be known to others.

Qin Yucheng and Mu Mu looked at each other, and a smile spread across Qin Yucheng's face.

Kind of bad.

Qin Yucheng thought to himself.

Just seeing the other party like this, the joy that throbbed in his heart made it hard for him to restrain himself.

Liu Gaoming looked at Qin Yucheng, then at Mu Mu, and felt that he was poured all over his head and face with lemon ice water.

The documents in his hand are no longer sweet, and the money that grandpa promised is no longer sweet!

Gougou groaned aggrievedly twice.

"Good luck!"

Qin Yucheng nodded: "OK."

Holding the phone, Mu Mu got up and walked out of the cloakroom: "What do you want to eat tonight?"

Liu Gaoming: "Braised lion head!"

Mu Mu didn't raise his head: "Next time, next time."

Liu Gaoming sighed: "Braised pork."

"good."

After eating, Liu Gaoming looked at Mu Mu and Qin Yucheng who were about to go far away with a full face, and repeatedly emphasized with great worry: "Come back early, you must be early!"

Qin Yucheng didn't want to answer anymore.

Mu Mu also nodded very perfunctorily: "Mmm, definitely."

Liu Gaoming left lazily with his documents in his pocket.

When Qin Yucheng came out after washing the dishes, he saw Mu Mu sitting at the edge of the dining table, checking something with a serious face.

Qin Yucheng walked over and took a look.

— Precautions for flying.

Mr. Qin was slightly startled: "Is this your first time flying?"

"En." Mu Mu nodded.

Mu Mu is not keen on traveling.

On the one hand, the economy is not well-off, and on the other hand, there is no time.

It is also one aspect of not liking to be in contact with people.

At most, he has been to several famous tourist attractions in the province, and he can go to the distance the day before yesterday and return the next day.

Mu Mu was a little distressed: "I'm wondering if I should bring some specialties from City Z..."

Qin Yucheng has no objection: "The plane is leaving tomorrow afternoon, we can go and have a look in the morning."

"Also, your hair..."

"Ah, can't you cut it?" Mu Mu was a little worried, "This length of hair should have been kept for a long time? I don't know what 'Mu Mu''s house is like, anyway, don't change anything."

Qin Yucheng hesitated to speak.

It's over.

Mr. Qin thought to himself.

This little stupid guy with poor acting skills seems to be addicted, but he still wants to continue acting.

"You..." Qin Yucheng deliberated on his vocabulary, and said tactfully, "You are relatively simple, and you look pretty good."

"...?"

Mu Mu is rare and keen, and instantly noticed the meaning of Qin Yucheng hidden under the description of "simple".

Mu Mu raised his head and looked at Qin Yucheng.

Do you think I can't hear you calling me stupid if you are more tactful?

Damn, poor acting skills are not what I thought!

Serious people, who the **** is practicing their acting skills!

The **** Qin Yucheng.

Three points deducted!

Qin Yucheng raised his hands in surrender: "Even if you look at me like this, you are still you."

Mu Mu: "?"

Are you scolding again? ?

Mu Mu raised his hand and closed the computer: "Then you can tell me a solution?"

Qin Yucheng thought about it for a moment: "In this case, I usually choose to strike first."

Mu Mu: "???"

You really have a solution!

Mu Mu was in awe.

"Then what?"

"And give you a call... to our brother, right now."

Mu Mu took out his phone obediently, and found Mu Ze's number in the address book: "Okay, what should I say?"

"Tell him you're not your own."

The author has something to say: Brother: ? Chithus, you are really my good brothers