my zepple

(Chapter 54 has been replaced with a new version, which is completely different. Sweet and sour, it’s very beautiful! You can go back and read it!)

Xiaojiu tipped off the news, and Song Rou rushed to the studio as soon as she received the news of Tong Yu's return.

When Song Rou arrived, there were about ten people in the hall, wandering around in the works area, all of them were young faces.

Xiaojiu put down the easel in his hand, ran over to Song Rou and said in a low voice, "They are all students of Qingkong Academy of Fine Arts. I came here to ask if I could visit, and Xiaoyu said yes."

Song Rou nodded and asked her: "There are a lot of paintings on display today, can I have a look together?"

Xiaojiu rolled her eyes at Song Rou, she thought to herself, do you still need to ask her about the way Song Rou goes in and out of here and in and out of her house every day?

In the past two months, as long as Tong Yu was painting in the studio, Song Rou would come almost every day.The three assistant painters in the studio were super excited at the beginning, but later they got used to it. Seeing Song Rou is not as fresh as seeing the sun in C City.

Song Rou wore a mask, held Miao Miao in one hand, and followed the group of students to look at the paintings not too far or too close.

"I thought I'd be able to see him today, but he's not here today."

"Didn't you say that you seldom show up? It's normal not to see it."

"Is the other painting in this series the one that sold for 600 million at Sotheby's in Hong Kong last time?"

"Be more precise, it's 637 million, Hong Kong dollars."

Song Rou smiled slightly when he heard this, he almost forgot that Tong Yu is now a small rich man with a lot of money.

He led Miao Miao out of the work area, went up the stairs from the material area, and saw a boy with dark brown curly hair when he walked to the tea room on the second floor.

The boy was wearing a blue sweater and overalls, squatting on the ground and drawing graffiti on cardboard with an oil pastel.

Song Rou walked to the door of Tong Yu's room and was about to knock on the door. The little boy stood up first and asked him, "Who are you looking for?"

He just wanted to say that I was looking for the boss here, when he saw the little boy raised his face.Those big black eyes and the slightly drooping corners of the mouth are like a miniature version of that person!

At that moment, many thoughts flashed through Song Rou's mind. Between lightning and thunder, her mouth moved faster than her brain.He asked the little boy, "Are you... surnamed Tong?"

The little boy rolled his eyes and thought for a while, then nodded.

After Song Rou heard the answer, her heart ached, she opened her mouth and asked again: "Then your father is also named Tong?"

The boy rolled his eyes after hearing this.

Before Song Rou could continue to ask questions, Tong Yu opened the door and walked out from the studio. He glanced at Song Rou, lowered his head and said to the child: "It's time, I need to take medicine."

He spread out his right hand to the little boy, with a white pill in his palm and a paper cup in his left.

The little boy obediently picked up the pills and put them in his mouth, then went to the paper cup in Tong Yu's hand to drink water and deliver the medicine.

He drank neither fast nor slow, holding Tong Yu's wrist holding the water glass with his hands like a mole's paws, and his throat made the sound of swallowing water.Tong Yu just stood there quietly and fed him water, very patiently.

After drinking the water in the paper cup, Tong Yu asked him softly if he wanted to drink more water, the boy shook his head.

Song Rou stood there watching Tong Yu feed the child water, only felt that the gentle appearance of asking in a low voice and caring, all confirmed the guess in his heart, his hands and feet were instantly cold, and his heart felt like a knife.

Song Rou didn't even know how her voice trembled when she spoke. He pointed to the boy and asked Tong Yu: "He doesn't know, did you have sex with others outside?"

"..."

Song Rou actually also thought that maybe Tong Yu had been in love after leaving, maybe the other party was a girl.But he never thought that Tong Yu was already a father.

Both conditions can cause him pain, but the effect of the latter is obviously doubled.Because no matter what, he can't give birth to a new life for Tong Yu. The feeling that someone has a huge connection with Tong Yu and wants to completely isolate him makes Song Rou go crazy.

And Tong Yu's aphasia at that moment became the default in Song Rou's eyes.After this period of time, he can almost confirm that Tong Yu is single, but what about the child's mother?divorced?Or are you not married at all, simply not together?

Tong Yu saw that Song Rou's eyelids became very red, and she blinked frequently as if she was enduring something, her beautiful eyelashes were like a lush jungle when the storm was about to come, and the eyes that looked at him were full of resentment and pain.

"I'm his younger brother." The boy laughed, showing his neat upper milk teeth.

"My name is Celio, and my Chinese name is Tong Xiao. I have half Chinese blood and half Italian blood in my body."

Children's grammar has exposed some problems at this time.Song Rou felt a heart fall back into her chest, and her limbs also regained consciousness.It was only at this time that he thought about it carefully. This boy had flaxen curly hair, and his eyebrows and eyes were darker than ordinary Asian children.

"Hi Celio, my name is Song Rou. I belong to your brother..." Tong Yu raised his eyes to look at him upon hearing the sound, Song Rou curled up his lips and said to Celio, "I am your brother's brother."

Tong Yu frowned upon hearing this, thinking what is this talking about?He is obviously half a year older than Song Rou.

"Then you can be considered my brother!" Celio was still young, and he couldn't sense any strange meaning from Song Rou's words. He continued, "You look familiar, I think I've seen you in commercials."

Song Rou nodded, knelt down and stroked his soft curly hair and said, "I'm a singer."

"Woaaa~ so cool!" Celio said loudly, "My dream is also to be a singer!"

"Come on." Song Rou clenched her right hand into a fist, stretched it out in front of Celio, and encouraged him: "Then, I will go to your concert when the time comes."

Celio smiled so much that he showed his deciduous teeth, and he also stretched out his fist to touch Song Rou solemnly.

"It's a word."

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Chapter 54 has been replaced with a new version, just click the download button in the upper right corner to re-cache Chapter 54.

The content of this chapter was posted in chapter 54 before, because the chapters behind the original version of Zypler have all been broken up, and I used a new outline to connect them together.