In the end, he had no choice but to play the song "Little Star" for him, and he finally let go of the piano leg.
Then, he began to imitate himself again and kept pressing the black and white keys.
It was also from that time that I discovered his amazing piano talent and taught him how to play music whenever I had time.
Unexpectedly, within two years, he no longer needed her at all.
"How have you been these past few years?
Are you okay?"
Song Qingyou glanced at Lin Shuyan and asked softly.
"I can't say it's good, nor can I say it's bad.
After graduating from college, I did not continue to study in school, but chose to go to Africa with my friends.
These paintings today were collected from all over the world in the past few years.
How about you?
Not very happy."
Thinking of everything that has happened in the past few years, Song Qingyou's eyes flashed with sadness, and then he smiled lightly with relief: "I have been doing well and very happy these past few years."
Over the years, although many unexpected things have happened and many difficulties have been encountered, they have all passed in the end and I have gained happiness, right?
"I remember that you studied diplomacy and your dream was to be an excellent diplomat.
Why now?"
When she was in college, Song Qingyou had been a popular figure in the school since her freshman year.
She was a beautiful student majoring in diplomacy.
She had outstanding looks, excellent grades, and was modest and low-key.
She was very popular with teachers and classmates.
I always thought that after she returned to China, she would develop in international diplomacy, but now she is working in city S.
Song Qingyou's eyes quickly flashed with sadness, and he hesitated for a moment, "After returning to China, I did join the diplomatic department.
Later, my job was transferred, and I went to City S."
Feeling that there were reservations in Song Qingyou's words, Lin Shuyan did not continue the topic, but turned to look at the shocking little baby on the stage.
After Song Nianchen finished playing the song, he looked at the surprised people in the audience.
A trace of shyness flashed across his delicate little face.
He glanced at Song Qingyou in the crowd nervously.
When he saw her thumbs up, his face raised.
A bright smile.
Then, he raised his head and waved in the direction of the camera, jumped off the stool and ran towards Song Qingyou.
Song Qingyou looked at Song Nianchen, who was holding the painting in front of him with a silly smile on his face, and pushed the dessert on the table in front of him, "Aren't you hungry?
Why don't you eat it?"
"Mommy, Mommy, this painting is really mine."
The smile on Song Nianchen's face reminded Song Qingyou of the scene when he was one year old, holding on to the piano legs.
Seeing him holding the painting that he couldn't bear to let go of, Song Qingyou raised an eyebrow.
Do you really like it so much?
“I really like this painting” From Song Qingyou's point of view, although the time in his hands is very meaningful, it is not something that a child of his age would like.
I never understood why he always looked like he was in love with this painting after seeing it.
"Yeah, yeah."
Song Nianchen nodded and looked up at Song Qingyou: "This is my wedding gift to Daddy and Mommy, hehe."
"Wedding Gift" "Yes, Mommy and Daddy are getting married, and I haven't given you any gifts yet."
"Chenchen is so good, thank you Chenchen."
Looking at the well-behaved Song Nianchen in front of her, Song Qingyou couldn't help but reached out and rubbed his little head.
"Why did you think of giving this painting to Mommy and Daddy?"
In Song Qingyou's opinion, this painting represents the child's lonely time.
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As a wedding gift, it really feels like spending all his time just for you
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