There are roads in the mountains of books

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Strange, something doesn't seem right.

The clues gradually became clear in my mind, with memories of the old man.

Thin lips, pointed chin, delicate outline... This little guy, looking at it from the front, actually looks like a smaller version of Song Yunlan.

interesting.Compared with her mother, she looks more like her aunt.Luo Haofeng propped up his chin, leaned closer and continued to observe, and soon realized that this similarity came more from temperament—Qiu Yu was very confident, but Song Yunzhu obviously did not have such a personality.

Qiu Yu is more than self-confidence.With a preference for her daughter, she thought again.Sometimes, it seems a little too much.The little "Song Yunlan" sat down cross-legged at this time, and told Luo Wei the story of the desert in a serious manner, that airy and a little arrogant look, no matter how you look at it, it was against harmony - obviously very different from Song Yunlan.

She immediately thought of Liu Yu.

After more than ten years, many people and things have been gradually forgotten, but she can't forget Liu Yu and Song Yunlan.She remembered that day, when Song Yunlan came back from the hospital, her expression was as calm as ever.But when she walked through the lobby of the college building and passed by her, her red and swollen eyes and the mud spots on her trouser legs were deeply imprinted in her mind.

Life goes on.But out of intuition, Luo Haofeng suddenly understood some things.

She never mentioned a name to anyone again.

"What are you thinking?" An arm swept lightly in front of his eyes.Luo Haofeng came back to his senses and saw Zhou Hui holding a children's storybook in his hand, obviously just came out of the study to play games, and was going to put the child to sleep.

"It's nothing." She hesitated to speak, and finally said lightly, "Do you think Qiu Yu looks a lot like Song Yunlan?"

"Really—" Zhou Hui's gentle tone was suddenly exaggerated, and he turned around and said, "Let me see what little Song Yunlan looks like."

The two little guys rolled into a ball under the blanket, laughing and laughing, not knowing what was going on.Luo Wei finally poked her head out from under the blanket, her little face flushed.

"Hey, look!" He finally pulled Luo Haofeng's arm, pointed at Luo Wei, and said in a low voice, "Isn't this Xiao Haofeng? His temperament and appearance are almost the same!"

Luo Wei put her arms around Qiu Yu's neck at this time, wearing a pair of jeans on her head, hiding in the blanket and giggling.

Luo Haofeng: "..."

"Go and do your work." She rolled her eyes.

My girl definitely inherited her father's temperament.

Chapter 57

The bell rings and the last class is over.Song Yunlan packed up the lesson plans and didn't go to the cafeteria as usual.

After leaving the school gate and walking for 10 minutes, she turned into a familiar path. There was a lot of people at the entrance of the primary school attached to University A. It was five o'clock in the afternoon, and it was time for school to end.

Cen Qiuyu was sitting on a small bench in the pick-up and drop-off area for the lower grades, with his homework on his lap, and he was writing furiously.Song Yunlan saw her immediately.

A sturdy body, a healthy ruddy complexion, and the three stripes on the cuffs of the school uniform.The little one has been well cared for, well-proportioned and well-proportioned, and easily recognizable in a crowd.

Song Yunlan walked through the crowd and inadvertently glanced at the little girl beside Qiu Yu.She is very cute, but her clothes are wrinkled and her hair is messy.She squatted on the ground to read comics, and the cake in her hand fell to the ground.

The little girl was probably bored, so she raised her head and looked around, and finally turned around and pulled La Cen Qiuyu's arm. "Qiu Yu," she asked, "when will your mother pick you up?"

Cen Qiuyu didn't look up: "Auntie came to pick me up today."

"Why? Your mother hasn't been here for days."

"She's not available."

"Then you can't go home?"

"……Um."

"That's it," the little girl's eyes were bent into two crescents, and she stretched out her arms to hug Cen Qiuyu, "Then why don't you come and live at my house? Let's play together at night."

Cen Qiuyu stopped the pen in his hand and frowned. "Don't bother." She shook off the other's hand impatiently, "I have to do my homework."

The little girl froze for a moment, and the joy on her face disappeared instantly.

"Okay, you do your homework, I'll just go." She stood up, put her schoolbag on her back, and said another sentence: "I will never play with you again, we will break up."

"You..." Cen Qiuyu also stood up, his cheeks flushed with anger.

It looks like they are going to argue.It's a pity that the little girl did what she said, she walked away angrily, leaving Cen Qiuyu standing there alone.

Cen Qiuyu pursed his lips unnaturally, did not continue to attack, but just sat down pretending to be nonchalant.

The person seemed to be calm, but he forgot to look back.She stared intently at the back of the little girl leaving, and for some reason there was nothing in her fierce eyes just now.It looked a little pitiful.

"Qiu Yu." Song Yunlan called her.

The little guy withdrew from the fugue, and after seeing who was coming, she happily hugged Song Yunlan's waist, and moved a few times in her arms. "Auntie!"

The sudden movement caught Song Yunlan off guard. She subconsciously held down the opponent's little head and pushed her outward.

The arms around Song Yunlan's waist immediately loosened again.

Cen Qiuyu stood awkwardly with his arms behind his back. "Auntie, shall we go home?" she asked cautiously.

Song Yunlan nodded, smiled and led her out of the school gate.Qiu Yu was immediately cheerful, dancing while walking, holding the aunt's hand tightly in her palm.

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