Lin Shiyu returned to her apartment. She had just given birth and wasn't in a hurry to start writing songs.
Writing a song would take her a long time. She had brought up Little Shushu by herself, she had a lot of freedom.
But when she was in Houston University, she would occasionally give music lessons to some children. Listening to the children's natural and pure voices, she felt that the whole world had quietened down.
Early in the morning, she went to a kindergarten to teach. Auntie Su helped her to take care of Little Shushu. Little Shushu was a quiet little baby, he wouldn't be a burden to Mama at all.
"Teacher Lin, these are a few children from our kindergarten. They are especially talented in music, especially this one."
With that, the kindergarten teacher waved her hand and smiled warmly. "Little Lemon, come over and greet Teacher Lin."
Lin Shiyu looked up, her pretty eyes landing on Little Lemon.
Little Lemon had grown up by another year. She was already four years old. Her septicemia had completely healed and even her hair had grown longer. Her beautiful face had matured and her facial features were soft and adorable. Her big eyes were bright and clear, and when she blinked, one could not help but want to hug and kiss her.
Today, Little Lemon was wearing a white shirt with a bow at the collar and a pink puffy skirt. She wore a pair of crystal shoes and long striped socks. She was bright and adorable.
Little Lemon looked at Lin Shiyu and smiled sweetly. She said word by word, "Hello, Teacher Lin."
Lin Shiyu's heart softened. She suddenly felt a lump in her throat and her eyes turned red. She actually had the urge to cry.
What was wrong with her?
This little girl called Little Lemon made her want to cry.
Lin Shiyu quickly looked up and suppressed the tears in her eyes. She curved her red lips and said gently, "Hello, Little Lemon."
"Alright, you kids can learn music from Teacher Lin now. Teacher Lin is blessed with talent in music," the teacher said with a smile.
Lin Shiyu taught her a song and she realized that this child called Little Lemon was a very fast learner.
"Little Lemon, come over to Teacher Lin." Lin Shiyu waved her hand.
Little Lemon promptly ran over and looked at Lin Shiyu with her large, dark eyes. "Teacher Lin, you called for me?"
Lin Shiyu squatted down and stroked Little Lemon's head. "Little Lemon, have you learned music before?"
Little Lemon nodded. "Mm, I've learned it. My Mommy taught me."
Lin Shiyu was a little stunned. Little Lemon's mother must be very beautiful and gentle. Otherwise, how could she have brought up a child like Little Lemon?
"Do you know how to play any musical instruments?"
Little Lemon nodded. "I know how to play the piano."
"Did your mommy teach you that?"
"No, my Daddy taught me how to play the piano," Little Lemon said in her cute voice.
Lin Shiyu's lashes quivered. Little Lemon's Daddy actually knew how to play the piano.
In this world, there were many rich men, but very few talented men.
Little Lemon's Mommy knew how to sing and her Daddy knew how to play the piano. Her strong genes, coupled with her family's nurturing and education, made Little Lemon so outstanding in music.
"Little Lemon, Teacher likes you very much. In the future, you can come to Teacher's house for 40 minutes every day after school. Of course, you have to ask for Little Lemon's permission."
"Teacher Lin, I agree!"
Little Lemon promptly hugged Lin Shiyu's neck and leaned forward to kiss her Mommy's face. "Teacher Lin, I like you so much."
She hid in her Mommy's arms and acted coquettishly.
She really missed Mommy. Mommy smelled so good.
Lin Shiyu reached out and hugged Little Lemon. Suddenly, her face was wet and two drops of warm tears rolled down her cheeks.
She was crying.
She was actually hugging this unfamiliar little girl and crying.
Her heart hurt so much. It was as if a large hand was squeezing her heart so tightly that every breath she took was painful.
For the past six months, she had been walking around Houston while carrying Little Shushu. She had slowed down the pace of life and lived a fulfilling and free life.
But she always felt that her heart was empty.
She felt as if she had lost the most important person in her life.
Sometimes, when she opened her eyes in the morning, her pillow would be half wet.
She didn't know what was wrong with her.
Now that she was hugging this girl called Little Lemon, she felt that her heart was full.
Lin Shiyu hugged Little Lemon tightly. Her tears were like pearls from a broken necklace. She couldn't stop them no matter what.
"Little Lemon, Teacher Lin likes you too."
At this moment, she suddenly heard the kindergarten teacher's voice. "Mr Smithson, you're here to fetch Little Lemon?"
Someone was here.
Lin Shiyu promptly lifted her eyes. Her teary gaze met the man's cold, dark eyes.
Fu Qinglun was here.
Today, Fu Qinglun was wearing a custom-made white shirt and black trousers. The high-quality material was ironed without a single crease. In the past six months, his facial features had become more and more handsome and refined. The aristocratic blood flowing in his veins had given him an indescribable charm. Fu Qinglun's eyes were wide open.
She didn't know when he had arrived. He stood tall by the door and the afterglow of the setting sun gilded his body. He stuck one hand into his trouser pocket and looked down at her.
His gaze was very focused as he watched her cry while hugging Little Lemon. Even if he didn't move, he still looked like a male model on the international stage.
"Daddy, you're here?" Little Lemon promptly ran over to Fu Qinglun and hugged her Daddy's calf.
Lin Shiyu got up and lifted her hand to touch her face. Her face was still full of tears.
He should have seen her tears.
Lin Shiyu didn't know why this man was here. She had met him twice in Mexico half a year ago. He was Mr Gu's good friend.
At the same time, he had a wife and a daughter.
She hadn't expected his daughter to be Little Lemon.
The last time they had met each other half a year ago surfaced in her mind. He had kissed her and she had given him a tight slap. They had parted on bad terms.
Even now, she still remembered his gloomy expression and the way he had kicked the rubbish bin.
Lin Shiyu promptly wiped her tears away. At this moment, she heard Little Lemon's childish voice. "Teacher Lin, let me introduce you. This is my Daddy. Isn't my Daddy tall and handsome?"
Lin Shiyu didn't have any expression on her face. She curved her red lips lightly. "Hello, Little Lemon's Daddy."
Fu Qinglun's gaze swept past her reddened eyes and he bent down to carry Little Lemon. He carried her with one arm, looking elegant and dignified. His gentlemanly man was full of strength. "Little Lemon, let's go home."
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