Back in the dormitory, Song Yiren found that there were several messages on his mobile phone, opened it to look, and found that it was a message from Yu Ruonuan's fourth brother Yu Xingfan.

Yu Ruonuan's mother divorced Yu Chengzhi within two years of giving birth to Yu Ruonuan.

And Yu Chengzhi just slept with a nightclub girl outside for one night, and they gave birth to a son. Genetic identification, it is really Yu Chengzhi's, it is Yu Xingfan in front of him.

So, Yu Chengzhi married the woman named Fang Lingyi back home.

At this moment, Yu Xingfan excitedly said to Song Yidao on the Internet: "Third sister, remember the game figure I gave you on your birthday last time, right?"

He said excitedly: "I met a figure model artist abroad today, and he is actually the same age as me! The figures he made are so good, let me show you!"

Immediately afterwards, Song Yiren's mobile phone screen kept flashing, and there were pictures of many figure models.

She twitched the corners of her mouth, and she could almost think of Yu Xingfan's expression at this moment.

Can't help but think of the appearance of his younger brother Song Ziheng three years ago in Song Yi's heart. She sighed in her heart, and felt a little closer to Yu Xingfan in front of her for no reason.

In her memory, although Yu Ruonuan was often troubled by her stepmother at home, her fourth brother never teased her.

Yu Xingfan posted a bunch of model drawings, and then posted a group photo: "Third sister, look, this is what he carved! He is simply my idol! I will also be a model artist in the future!"

"Okay, I'll support you!" Song Yiren replied while looking at the picture.

When he saw the last group photo, Song Yiren's pupils constricted suddenly, and the whole person trembled uncontrollably!

On the other side of the Internet, Yu Xingfan obviously didn't notice Song Yiren's abnormality, and was still explaining excitedly: "Third sister, didn't you see the last picture, the figure model artist I am talking about is him! He is the same age as me, but it's a pity that he can't speak! But he is super strong, and one of his figure models at the exhibition has been auctioned at a sky-high price......

Song Yiren's gaze locked on the delicate-looking boy in the picture.

That's her younger brother Song Ziheng! I haven't seen him for three years, he has really grown up a lot, although he is still a little young and childish, but from the fact that he and Yu Xingfan are standing together, and the two are almost the same height, it can be seen that Song Ziheng is now taller than her as an elder sister.

It's just that his shoulders are still thin, his cheeks are pale and thin like not seeing the sun for a long time, and his gaze is completely still, as if he is out of the world and nothing can affect his joy, anger and sorrow.

A sharp pain rose from the bottom of his heart, Song Yiren's eyes were hot, and his fingers trembled and he typed a sentence: "Where did you meet him, and what is his name?"

Yu Xingfan saw that Song Yiren was interested, and immediately said happily: "Oh, a game conference in Ningguo! It's a pity that I don't know what his name is, I asked him, and he only showed me his English name, called Sa."

DS, I don't know anything else. ”

He looked pity: "It's all said to be friends, but it's a pity that he didn't give me his contact information......"

Song Yiren was already in tears.

Is her Ziheng, because her relatives are gone, so she closes all her emotions and devotes all her life and enthusiasm to carving and making figures?

No wonder she couldn't find any information about Song Ziheng, no wonder Chu Mingyao didn't restrict his freedom, just because he didn't have any threat to him now, right?

Song Ziheng, who can't speak, can't socialize, and has no interest in business and wealth at all, what does Chu Mingyao have to worry about?

What's more, even if a hand-made exhibition is held, Song Ziheng uses an English name, and no one will know his true identity.

After all, the media said that Chu Mingyao 'protected' Song Ziheng very well, and he had never studied in a closed school, and he had never appeared in the media.

Song Yiren's fingertips rubbed Song Ziheng's face on the screen, his heart was tumbling with hatred for Chu Mingyao, and his body trembled instantly!

She opened the search bar, and there was a transfer website around the figurines and other peripherals.

She typed in the keyword 'Sa

ds', I really saw a lot of Song Ziheng's works.

Staring at the figure carved out by his younger brother with a knife, Song Yiren's eyes gradually turned a little red.

Finally, she rests on a model.

It was a model of a girl, somewhat similar to a cute version of the bellflower, with long black hair fluttering, wearing a white blouse and a long red skirt, and holding a delicate bow in her hand.

The silver light on the girl's hair reminded Song Yiren of many years ago, when she and Song Ziheng went skiing together, and the snow fell on her hair, reflecting the sun.

Nine-year-old Song Ziheng smiled and said, "Sister, there are a lot of elf spots on your hair! In the future, I will make a figure, just like my sister, I have such beautiful hair!"

The past is like the wind.

Song Yiren clicked on the transfer link below and submitted the transfer application.

A week later, the robot arrived in her mail, and she named it Zaha

a。

Zaha

a, in Arabic and Hebrew, means light.

Zaha

a, which was also the name of her first robot that year.

For several days in a row, the Songyi people were almost immersed in the Zaha

A's programming, and the rest of the time, it's preparing for the robotics competition.

At the moment she charged the little one and rubbed its hair.

Suddenly, a touch device mounted on his hair woke Zaha

A, its hair began to glow brightly, and if you look closely, it is all snowflake-like six-petal shape.

Its eyes were black pupils lit up and it spoke, "I'm back." ”

Song Yiren looked at Zaha

a, all of a sudden, the throat seems to be blocked by emotion.

Just at this moment, her mobile phone rang, and it was Yu Xingfan calling.

Song Yiren picked up his mobile phone and answered: "Xingfan." ”

Yu Xingfan's voice was full of excitement: "Sister, I'll tell you good news! On the 18th, there is a figure on private display in Ningguo, and my friend who played games with me told me, Sa."

DS will go too!"

Song Yiren's breathing tightened suddenly, and her vocal cords tightened slightly: "Can you get a ticket?"

Yu Xingfan suddenly said proudly: "Hehe, I must have gotten a ticket when I called you! Third sister, your brother and I are amazing, right? I got two tickets, let's go together then, right?"

Song Yiren was so shocked by this surprise that she could barely breathe, and her eyes were red: "Okay, you send me the address, and I will book the ticket and hotel in advance." ”

"Okay!" Yu Xingfan said, knowing that his father was not around, he deliberately lowered his voice: "But I skipped class, if my father finds out, it will be over!"

The corners of Song Yiren's lips were raised, but there were tears in his eyes: "It's okay, sister, I'll raise you!"

"That's okay!" Yu Xingfan said, "I'll introduce you to a few powerful players then!"

"Hmm. "Song Yi people should respond.

She categorically didn't expect that she would have the opportunity to meet Song Ziheng so soon, it seems that she could make that plan earlier!