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Early the next morning, Tong Lu was woken up by the ringing of her mobile phone, her eyes opened a slit, and she glanced at her mobile phone.

"Ye Jin, Ji Yiming's phone."

The man turned over, rubbed her into his arms, pressed to get up and connected the phone, and Ji Yiming's voice came from inside: "Brother Jin, the paternity test results are out." ”

"Say." The voice was clearly not awake, so simple that it was only one word.

"The identification results of the two samples are not wrong to determine that they are direct blood relatives."

After Ji Yiming finished speaking, he felt that the cold night on the phone was breathing heavily, he waited for a long time and there was no sound on the phone, and in a blink of an eye there was a sound of the phone being cut off, confused.

Tong Lu was dazed and wanted to sleep, but the sound insulation of this apartment was not good, and the sound of other residents downstairs clearly came into her ears, gradually waking her up from her sleepiness, looking up, wanting to ask for a good morning kiss, but found that the man next to her had sat up at some point.

He lit a cigarette and sat on the bed to smoke, choking on her cough.

Tong Lu raised her head complainingly: "Yejin don't smoke, choke ......" The words came to an abrupt end because-

"Ye Jin, what's wrong with you?"

The tears in the corners of the eyes of the cold night couldn't be controlled, Tong Lu was frightened, her brain was completely sober, and she sat up busily.

Leng Ye hurriedly wiped the liquid from the corners of his eyes, turned over and got out of bed, grabbed the ashtray on the bedside table while putting on his shoes, and strode out, leaving only Tong Lu with a back that he didn't want to be disturbed.

Tong Lu hurriedly rolled over and got out of bed, put on slippers, and chased out. There was no one in the living room, only the sound of running water in the bathroom.

"Ye Jin? Yejin, are you uncomfortable? Why are you crying? ”

"No, it's smoky."

Through a door, a man's muffled voice came from inside.

Is that really the case? Tong Lu was not sure, knocked on the door but did not respond, she groaned for a long time and went back to the room to get dressed, tidy up the quilt, she wanted to make breakfast, but the apartment where she wanted to live temporarily did not have any ingredients for breakfast.

I bought some snacks at the supermarket last night, but I couldn't eat them for breakfast. She stood by the window and looked at what seemed to be a breakfast stall downstairs, so she simply went downstairs to buy breakfast.

Soy milk fritters and buns, although they are coarse grains, but there are really a lot of people queuing up to buy breakfast, Tong Lu waited for a long time before carrying two breakfasts upstairs, and returned to the house to find that Leng Yejin had come out of the bathroom, and he was sitting on the sofa in the living room.

Tong Lu put breakfast on the table and walked in front of him, always feeling that his expressionless appearance was a little abnormal.

Sitting next to him, with his hand on his hand, he asked with concern: "Are you really okay?" ”

Leng Yejin didn't answer, just pulled her and sat on his lap: "What did you buy?" ”

"Soy milk fritters and buns, there is nothing else to eat nearby, we will eat it, I think the stall business is very good, it should taste good." Tong Lu reached out and touched Leng Yejin's face: "Is there something that makes you unhappy?" ”

She saw that there seemed to be an indissoluble sorrow between his eyebrows, and her hand ran along his knotted eyebrows, gently, wanting to stretch his eyebrows: "Tell me if you are unhappy, although it may not be able to help you anything, but it will be more comfortable to say it." Is it Yerong's illness? Or is my background known to Mr. Xu, and now you find it very difficult to deal with it? ”

He grabbed her hand and shook his head, his eyes dark, like a huge whirlpool—a whirlpool of deep pain, hovering and tumbling under his eyes.