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The story line of "Only Love" is actually very simple and clear.

The development process of the whole story is the process of Dazhi losing Ding Ding Ding and pursuing Ding Ding.

The script of the film has twelve acts.

The first three acts are about the encounter between Dazhi and Ding Ding, and the process of Ding Ding's growth. Acts 4 and 5 are about Dazhi losing Tintin. Acts six, seven, eight and nine are about Dazhi's two failures in pursuit.

As Hong Shan unraveled Dazhi's heart knot by self-destructing on the screen, the plot has reached the final part.

In the movie theater.

Seeing Dazhi and Hong Shan on the screen, two people whose identities are very different, but who are also suffering from troubles in life, the audience burst into tears.

"Xu Ge was amazing in this match! It completely changed my impression that he can only fight."

"Nonsense, this is Xu Ge's true performance! Didn't you notice that although Hong Shan's role is different from Xu Ge's in terms of occupation, his life trajectory is basically the same as Xu Ge's! It's the same as a middle-aged career If the development is not going well, it is also because of his wife cheating on the cuckold, I believe that in this scene, Xu Ge's emotion is not Hong Shan, but himself!"

"No matter what, with today's scene, there will be an acting school in the film and television industry from now on!"

"You are too young, too childish. Was that played by Xu Ge? It was obviously arranged by Lord Xin! This old man, it is very likely that only for this scene, he wrote the role of Hong Shan for Xu Ge to play! "

"..., this old man has a dark belly, he won't even let his godson go! Regarding this kind of insane behavior, I just want to say... well done!"

Hearing the sobs and praises around him, Li Shixin raised his brows.

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Watching the old man?

Well, that's not the point.

The point is: Isn't godson used to arrange and sacrifice to heaven?

It's unreasonable.

Just when Li Shixin despised the naivety of this year's netizens, the plot on the big screen had entered the tenth act;

Dazhi cheers up, but the problems he needs to face to get Tintin back still exist.

In Maowei Alley, a big discussion took place.

"Great Wisdom, why don't we find a lawyer?"

"You're out of your mind! Didn't Director Liu say that Dazhi's situation won't win even if he goes to court? Let me tell you, why don't we sneak up and bring Ding Ding back at night, and then let Dazhi and Ding Ding leave immediately, Find a place where no one knows, and see how the eighth woman finds it."

"Alas! Sixth Aunt, you are not advisable. This is child abduction and trafficking, and it is breaking the law, you don't know it!"

Amidst the quarrels of the neighbors, Mr. Zhou sitting next to Dazhi just kept smoking.

After the neighbors had exhausted all their bad ideas, Teacher Zhou threw the cigarette butt in his hand to the ground.

"Since Ding Ding can't come back for the time being, let Dazhi go. First find a place next to where Ding Ding lives now, at least let Dazhi visit Ding Ding from time to time, and then slowly appeal to the orphanage and the court."

"Oh! Look, Teacher Zhou is Teacher Zhou. I like this idea!"

"What's the matter? I heard that the house where Ding Ding lives is very expensive! Even if you rent a house, it will cost more than two thousand a month. Dazhi goes there, eats and drinks, how does he live there? Go down!"

Following Aunt Six's questioning, everyone fell silent.

Indeed, the place where Ding Ding is now is the best place to live in the city.

There is no living space for great wisdom in such a place.

"I want to open a branch."

In the silence, a fat figure in the crowd stood up from the bench.

His face was greasy, and his body exuded the smell of buns that seemed to have penetrated deep into the marrow of his bones.

It is none other than Dazhi's boss, Brother Fei.

"I have lived in Maowei Alley for more than ten years, and it is time for my career to take off. If I want to open a branch, I will open it at Ding Ding's place! Isn't Ding Ding temporarily unable to come back? Then let's take the cat's tail Lane moved over! Sixth Aunt, you help clean up. Lao Liu, don’t do your courier work, deliver food to me. If Mr. Zhou wants to do it, he can be the store manager and accountant. Da Zhao. You. You are in charge of delivery Leaflet. Dazhi, from now on, you will be the deputy general manager of the branch! But before you start working, you have to work part-time as the stuffing master and waiter."

Fat brother, this man who is so stingy that he hates to use noodles, has been a Grandet man in Maowei Alley for more than ten years.

Today, in front of all the neighbors, his back is straight - although he is already so fat that he can't see his back.

On the commercial street in the villa area where Ding Ding's mother lives, a steamed stuffed bun shop named "Chasing Love" opened.

Although the shop is not big, the business is surprisingly good.

On the street, Ding Ding's mother, who was going to help Ding Ding go through the admission procedures, "accidentally" met a figure wearing an apron.

Seeing Dazhi greeted herself with a naive smile, the woman frowned.

"You shouldn't appear here. The court and the police station should have told you very clearly. Don't, just appear here again. Tintin has to rebuild her life, and you won't do her any good by doing so."

The woman glanced coldly at Dazhi's greasy apron and work cap, and looked away: "Not for you either."

"Dazhi, Dazhi wants to take Ding Ding back. Dazhi wants to take Ding Ding back."

"It's not for me to decide, you have to go to court."

"oh."

Dazhi lowered his head.

"Don't worry, you are not the only one who can raise Ding Ding well. I will definitely do my best to protect Ding Ding from harm—in the name of a mother."

Faced with the woman's aggressive warning, Dazhi raised his head.

"Dazhi, Dazhi, can you take a look at Tintin. Just, just one look."

Facing Dazhi's pleading gaze, the woman turned back with a cold face.

After walking a few steps, she stopped.

Rubbing her arms exposed to the cold wind, she turned her head.

"Just one look! One last look!"

Dazhi followed the woman and came to the front of the villa.

With the lessons learned from last time, he didn't dare to enter the yard anymore.

But when a small figure pushed open the door and ran towards him, he still excitedly took off the oily apron on his body, wiped his hands clean quickly, and opened his arms.

The expected hug did not come.

What he got was a rain of small fists.

Tintin, who had been separated for 10,000 years, vented all his grievances on the man in front of him with tears all over his face.

"You didn't come! You didn't call! You forgot about me!"

"You are a bad father, otherwise how dare you forget me!"

The small fists hit Dazhi's body firmly one after another, causing Dazhi to hug his head and keep screaming in pain.

"Dad hasn't forgotten you, Dad will never forget you."

"I hate you! I hate you!"

Sitting staggeringly on the ground being torn by Ding Ding, Dazhi finally grabbed Ding Ding's hands.

"Can you not be mad at me, because I want to tell you something."

Tintin sobbed with tears streaming down his face, and stopped his little fist.

Looking at the little person who was thinking about it day and night, Dazhi took out a piece of letter paper from his pocket.

"I want to write to you, but I can't express."

He opened the letter paper, and read out those crooked, crooked, but extremely serious words;

"Dear Ding Ding, I'm sorry for breaking your heart. I miss you every day, every day. I think of Ding Ding who is sleeping, I think of Ding Ding at school, I think of Ding Ding in my dream, I want to kiss you and hug your father. PS: I love you like the song. Hehehe uh, PS: Daddy loves you like the song."

As Dazhi stumbled and read out the simple letter, but every word was full of longing and love, Ding Ding gradually calmed down.

"That's all, can you, can you understand?"

Looking at Dazhi holding the letter paper, Ding Ding wiped away the tears on his face, and nodded fiercely.

She believed that every word her father said was true.

Because what the letter said was just like her.

Just when Ding Ding looked at Dazhi's obviously aged face and wanted to say something, the woman took her hand.

"Okay, one last look. I hope you can keep your promise."

After finishing speaking, regardless of Ding Ding's struggle, he returned to the house.

The reunion was short, but it was already very precious to Dazhi.

In the repeated failures and setbacks, he is no longer dancing for a little achievement, nor will he be overwhelmed by failures and difficulties.

This time, Dazhi was serious.