The next day, there was no class, and it might just be a Wednesday for everyone, but for Tong Xiaoling, it was a very unique day.

As soon as it was dawn, she left the school and took the bus to the Museum of Country P.

It is said that this is the 13th-century imperial palace of country P, which records the deeds and symbolic antiquities of various dynasties of country P. Despite the age of the palace, the overall complex is still very majestic, which fully reflects the amazing talent of the architect who designed it at that time.

I remember the first time I came here, when I was 18 years old, I was a sophomore at Tsinghua University, and there were two places in the school for students from the Department of Design and Architecture to visit and inspect here for free, she was one of them, and the other was ......

At that time, he took her by the hand and walked around this magical place, explaining to her the ingenuity of each building, and telling her that in the future they would design such buildings, even more magnificent than these, and would become a classic for generations to come.

"Later

I've finally learned how to love

But you're long gone

Disappear into the sea of people

afterward

Finally understood in tears

Some people are not in the ...... once they miss it."

Suddenly, a melodious mobile phone ringtone pulled Tong Xiaoling out of his memory.

On the phone, Zheng Jiayan's voice was full of surprise, "I picked it up so quickly today, I thought I would wait until this song was finished." ”

Tong Xiaoling unconsciously raised the corners of her lips, "Didn't you say that time is like money, and it's shameful to waste time?" ”

"That's the way it is, but you're more important than money."

Huh——

Tong Xiaoling's heart warmed for a while, and the smile on her face became stronger, "Is there something wrong?" ”

Zheng Jiayan replied, "Early in the morning, I saw that you were not there, and asked where you went." ”

"I'm here at the museum."

"Go there again! When will you come back, at noon, everyone made an appointment to go to the newly opened Sichuan restaurant for dinner, and asked if you want to join us? ”

"Okay, I'll wait for you at the school gate then."

"Hmm!"

End of call.

Tong Xiaoling looked down at her phone, then turned to QQ music, clicked on her favorite track, and the beautiful song just now spread in the air again, she closed her eyes and sang silently in her heart:

Later, I finally learned how to love, but unfortunately you are long gone, disappearing into the sea of people. Later, I finally understood in tears that some people are not there once they miss it......

The following days,Continue to spend in peace and comfort,It seems that those accidents have not happened,All kinds of news about Croco,The roommates are still discussing with great interest,At first,Tong Xiaoling will pay attention,But gradually the heart lake is no longer rippling,On the contrary, the little guy who has only one side but left a deep impression on her,It will always come to her mind from time to time。

She still couldn't help but wonder who his real mother was, and then she couldn't help but search for relevant information.

In an interview, Croce said that this is one of his secrets, about his son's life experience, he will not tell the world, but he will tell the little guy when he grows up, which shows that Croce knows it.

What kind of situation made him choose to hide it? Is the woman who gave birth to the little one so unbearable? So that he has to wait until the little one grows up to say it?

What about the little guy, what do you think in your heart? Will you be eager to see your mother? Although he is only four or five years old, he is obviously precocious and knows a lot more than his peers......

It's a pity that I can't understand it, that meeting was just an accident, and it should be the last time I saw him.

However, the world is always unpredictable, just when Tong Xiaoling thought that she would never see the little guy again in her life, the little guy appeared in front of her without warning.