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Although Zheng Ronglin was with him, Zhezhe still didn't fall asleep, and spent the night in Zheng Ronglin's arms in a daze. Before dawn, he got up and went down to the attic.

Grandma got up early, prepared breakfast for them, and was about to leave after eating, but Zhe Zhe suddenly remembered something, which made Zheng Ronglin turn the car around again, and went straight to the orphanage where he was before.

"Wait for me in the car for a while, I'll ask the dean about something." Zhe Zhe explained to Zheng Ronglin while unfastening his seat belt, and got out of the car without waiting for anyone to respond and opened the door.

Zheng Ronglin looked at the man's back and curled his lips, thinking that he would not be allowed to follow his parents to the grave, even if he went to the welfare home, he would have to wait in the car, how could he look like an unfavorable little daughter-in-law.

The dean is a woman in her fifties with shoulder-length short hair. She hasn't seen Zhezhe for a long time, and now she is very happy to see him suddenly come, and she pulls the man's arm up and down to look him up and down.

Zhe Zhelai had something to ask, and he asked this matter many times, "Dean, are those letters sent by the Zheng family really missing?"

Zhezhe was sent to the orphanage at the age of seven. Because of family affairs, he became withdrawn and did not like to talk. He often sat alone in the yard in a daze.

Then one day, the dean suddenly handed Zhe Zhe a letter, saying it was from the Zheng family in the city.

It was the rich and well-known Zheng family in D City. It was not until a long time later that Zhe Zhe found out that Zheng Rongwei, who eloped to Yuntang Town with her partner, was actually the only daughter of the Zheng family.

Zhe Zhe didn't know Lin Yeming after he was adopted, he had known him since he was very young. When Zheng Rongwei brought 7-year-old Lin Yeming to Yuntang Town, Zhe Zhe was only 6 years old.He remembered that Lin Yeming's father was working in his own shop, so he often saw Lin Yeming.

It's just that it was a little unfamiliar when I was a child, and if I really got acquainted with it, it would be counted in the pile of letters.

At first Zhezhe didn't know who it was, and he couldn't read too many characters. The man even wrote and drew pictures.

Later, the man raised a dog with white hair and a small one. He drew the dog, and the drawing was different every time. He drew ten times, just like ten dogs.

Then the dog died, and the man stopped sending letters. Zhezhe asked in the letter for the last time, what is your name?The man said, call me Xiaolin.

The dean said that the letter was sent by Zheng's family in the city, and Zhezhe then remembered that it was Lin Yeming.

The letters were carefully saved by Zhe Zhe. When he was sad, he would turn them out and read them. Others might not be able to understand them, but in the childhood when Zhe Zhe couldn't get rid of his boredom, Xiao Lin and the little puppy he had never seen. Dogs were a rare comfort to him.

When Zhezhe was 11 years old, he was adopted by Zheng Rongwei into Zheng's family. When Zhezhe saw Zheng Rongwei's familiar face, he was a little puzzled, but he didn't dare to ask more questions.

He only remembered that Zheng Rongwei sighed beside his bed in the dead of night, and said while sighing, it has been such a long time, and when I saw you at the gate of the orphanage again, your eyes still seemed to be plucking out my heart .

Zhe Zhe didn't quite understand what Zheng Rongwei meant, he only knew that she was kind to him, that kind of kindness from the bottom of his heart, so until later she gave herself to Zheng Ronglin, Zhe Zhe didn't really blame her.

Zhe Zhe was in a hurry when he picked it up from the orphanage. He forgot to bring his letter. The dean said to send it to him, but the mail was lost.

Asked back and forth, the same result.

When he got back to the car, he was also angry. Zheng Ronglin saw that the person was not happy, and asked, "What's the matter? It's like a bun."

While enjoying Zheng Ronglin's service, Zhe Zhe was rude to others, turned his face to one side, and said nothing.

Zheng Ronglin had already seen that Zhe Zhe had something to hide from him, and he was already dissatisfied. Seeing this attitude towards him now, he couldn't suppress his anger.

He pinched the tip of the man's chin with his big hand and turned around, face to face and asked him, "How long has it been? What are you making trouble with me? Is it because I made you unhappy?"

Zhezhe was hurt by Zheng Ronglin's pinching, and he couldn't dodge it, so he had to grab Zheng Ronglin's wrist with both hands and break it out, "What are you doing, it hurts me." Although the tone was dissatisfied, it also begged for mercy, Zheng Ronglin said The little voice brought him back to his senses, and he realized that his hands were too strong just now, so he quickly let go and rubbed his chin to coax him, "Oh, I'm sorry Bao'er, I didn't mean it." Said Wan Wan also smiled with his mouth open, as if he wasn't the one who pulled the piercing face just now.

Zhe Zhe felt more and more that Zheng Ronglin was a little moody.

After returning from Yuntang Town, Zhezhe only rested for one day, and ran to the practice room more diligently. Zheng Ronglin was afraid that Zhezhe would hurt his throat too much, so he asked Ru Ma to cook him a bowl of tremella lily pear soup every night Yirun.

The first episode of the program has already been recorded, and Zhe Zhe and Qin Heng just met each other.

Zhao Yan directly brought Zhe Zhe to Qin Heng's studio. When they arrived, Qin Heng was sitting on a chair and tuning his guitar.He was wearing a tracksuit, with a baseball cap on his head very low. Knowing that Zhao Yan and the others were coming, he just raised his head to greet them to sit down first, and then continued to lower his head to fiddle with him. He was in a natural state as if he was entertaining acquainted friends.

Zhao Yan knows Qin Heng well, he can enjoy the music without thinking about it, probably in his eyes, nothing can compare to the guitar in his hand at the moment.

This is the first time for Zhe Zhe to meet Qin Heng face to face. He has only seen him on TV and the Internet before, both of which are well-known music programs.Qin Heng has only become popular in recent years. With the few songs Song Siyan wrote for him, he has become popular in more and more singing shows in the past two years.

But many people don't know that Qin Heng himself is also a singer-songwriter. Before he partnered with Song Siyan, he wrote and composed many songs by himself.

He is now popular, and many of the songs he created in the past have been picked up by fans, and passers-by will comment after listening to them. Qin Heng's own songs are also pretty good, but they are just pretty good.

The guitar changed a few notes in Qin Heng's hands, and finally played a tune he was satisfied with, so he stopped his hand, then looked up at Zhe Zhe, and he greeted him, "Are you Zhe Zhe, Pinky?"

Zhe Zhe almost forgot how to react. The name Pinky was also called by fans to Zheng Ronglin. Zheng Ronglin changed his name for him before. Zhe Zhe originally wanted to change it back, but fans seem to like it very much. Zhe Zhe is happy for them, so the name is Keep it like this.

Probably his Weibo gave Qin Heng the illusion that it was his English name, but he didn't know how to explain it, so Zhezhe just nodded, then stretched out his hand and said politely, "I'm Zhezhe , Hello, Teacher Qin."

Qin Heng is 30 years old this year, and has been in the industry for more than ten years. Although he is considered a senior, he is still not used to being called a teacher, so he also stretched out his hand, and then smiled at Zhe Zhe and said, "Don't call me a teacher, you If you don't mind, just call me Brother Qin."

Zhe Zhe was surprised by Qin Heng's humble attitude. He had the impression that Qin Heng was the kind of person who was a bit arrogant because of his talent, but he still whispered, "Brother Qin" when he held someone's hand.

The two of them started talking about the program without exchanging pleasantries for too long. Both Qin Heng and Zhe Zhe regard this cooperation as very important. Whether it is their respective song selection or cooperation, they must be meticulous.

Zhe Zhe only has two songs, and the style of the secret song is very similar to Qin Heng's previous songs, but in order to create a reverse singing effect, the program team suggested that Qin Heng choose the brisk peach.

Qin Heng only listened to that song once, so he couldn't help asking Zhezhe when he listened to it for the second time today, "How did you sing this song so sweetly?"

"Ah?" Zhe Zhe, who was listening to Qin Heng's song with his head down, was taken aback. It took him a while to realize Qin Heng's question, but he didn't know how to answer it, so he whispered, "Just sing it out." It's that sweet."

His voice is really sweet, Zheng Ronglin always said that in the past, Zhe Zhe remembered that Zheng Ronglin was teasing himself on the bed before, he said, why can’t I pry your little mouth open, if you are willing to call me husband sweetly, I will Take the stars from the sky for you.Zhezhe was so ashamed that he raised his foot and kicked Zheng Ronglin.

Qin Heng made Zhezhe's reaction amused. He had never known Zhezhe before, and only checked his Weibo after knowing that he wanted to cooperate.Zhe Zhe seldom posts on Weibo, and what he posts is work-related, or he posts a selfie.

Qin Heng turned through Zhezhe's photo very late that night, and the more he looked at it, the more he felt that he was cool and good-looking, a face that should be an actor, and singing was actually not suitable for him.

"Your face doesn't match your voice at all." Qin Heng said, "When I saw your face, I never thought that you could sing a sweet love song like Peach. It's really nice."

It was his first time to be praised by a professional, and Zhezhe lowered his head and smiled secretly, like a child who was praised in class.

Qin Heng has a lot of songs, and most of them are not difficult to sing. Zhezhe listened to almost all of them, and finally chose "The Distance", which is a cold song about family affection.

Qin Heng originally thought that Zhezhe would choose his recently popular love song, but he did not expect that he would choose "Far Away". Qin Heng has not sung that song a few times, but it is not difficult to sing, but it is a little sad.

The two of them followed each other on Weibo, which was an announcement of the combination of the third episode of the show.

It was already late when she came out of Qin Heng's studio, and Zhao Yan didn't accompany her all the way. She brought Zhe Zhe here and left first. She had a lot of things to do.

Before Zhe Zhe came out, he sent a message to Zhao Yan, which meant that everything was going well, and then asked Zhao Yan not to come to pick him up, and he took a taxi back by himself.But as soon as he went out, he saw Zheng Ronglin's car parked by the side of the road. Zhe Zhe walked over and opened the door, but he saw the driver, but not Zheng Ronglin.

"Where's Zheng Ronglin?" Zhe Zhe asked.

"Boss Zheng said he still has some things to do, so let me come here to pick you up first." The driver has been with Zheng Ronglin for several years, and every time he sees a lot of things in the car that he shouldn't see, he naturally knows the relationship between Zhe Zhe and Zheng Ronglin relationship, but he understands his identity and position, and if his boss doesn't speak, he doesn't dare to shake a word.

Hearing what he said, Zhe Zhe responded, then closed the co-pilot's door and sat in the back row. Except for Zheng Ronglin, he was not used to sitting side by side with other people.

Glancing down at the phone, it was already past 11 o'clock. Zheng Ronglin had never been so busy until late at night. Even though he knew that the company's affairs could not be so leisurely that a boss could leave work at a fixed time every day, Zhe Zhe did not have a day that was 12 at night. I can't see Zheng Ronglin before midnight.

When he got home, he took a shower, and before he could lie down on the bed, Zheng Ronglin came back in a hurry and smelled of alcohol.Zhezhe's hair hadn't been dried yet, and he was sitting on the bed and looking at his phone, wearing only a bathrobe.

Zheng Ronglin was already hot all over because of drunkenness, but seeing Zhe Zhe obediently sitting on the bed as if waiting to be slept, he suddenly felt his blood surging.But he also knew that he couldn't be rude no matter how anxious he was, and wanted to sleep with his wife and felt coddled obediently, so he crawled onto the bed while pulling his tie, and watched Zhe Zhe's hand to see what he was looking at.He saw Zhe Zhe was flipping through Qin Heng's Weibo, and remembered what he was doing during the day, so he asked, "Meet Qin Heng? How was the chat?"

Zhe Zhe smelled the strong smell of alcohol that Zheng Ronglin brought to the bed, and didn't want to talk to him, so he pushed his heavy body and curled his lips in disgust, "Why do you drink so much wine? You go take a bath Go to bed again."

Zhe Zhe's hands were soft, and he couldn't use his strength to push people. The cold touch on his arms was like lighting a fire.Zheng Ronglin was a little uncontrollable, but obediently got up from the bed and took a shower.

Zhezhe was already asleep when he came out of the bathroom, and the bedside light was still on, Zheng Ronglin walked over and turned it off.

Zhe Zhe still couldn't adapt to the sudden darkness, he shook his body with the "click" sound of turning off the lights, and just as he was about to say something, Zheng Ronglin who suddenly pressed up blocked his mouth.

"What do you want to say? You want to scold me again? Please calm down for a while." Zheng Ronglin murmured with his lips in his mouth, then grabbed Zhe Zhe's struggling wrist with one hand, and stretched his other hand directly into the quilt to pull his pajamas .

There was nothing inside, Zheng Ronglin thought excitedly, what the hell is this waiting to be fucked?

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