The first rays of light in the morning shone on the collapsed courtyard wall of the nursing home, and on the three-story small western-style building in the northwest corner of the courtyard, dense green vines swirled around it, and it was indeed one of the few buildings in the courtyard that was not destroyed by the earthquake half a year ago.

The Buwanabah Welfare Home began in the early years of the Republic of China, when it was established by French missionaries to house orphans, deserters and the elderly who could not afford to survive.

During the Anti-Japanese War, it also sheltered a large number of refugees, so that many people did not die in the war, so it is a very famous monument in Z City.

In the 70s of the last century, when this nursing home was on the verge of bankruptcy due to no source of funds, it was acquired by the state, and it was dedicated to sheltering a large number of idle people in Z City and helping them to renew into society. Because most of the people are children, it can be said that this is an alternative orphanage in Z City.

It is precisely because of this that the welfare home has survived, and it has not been annihilated in history and has become a symbol of others' remembrance. At the same time, because of the persistence of the left-behind personnel and the feelings of the older generation here, the welfare institute did not change its name, but only added the word "national", but because of the name of the hospital, most people in Z City like to call it "cloth courtyard".

Due to its historical peculiarities, the monastery still retains the priesthood, an elderly nun and a mother who are responsible for the children's intellectual and liturgical education, and a priest who does an hour's mass every morning, and at other times it is like a comprehensive school. It has its own education system that is responsible for educating children of all ages. Of course, the standard of teaching is not very good...

Due to the suddenness of the earthquake, although the post-disaster emergency response was good, there were still a large number of refugees, and the hospital once again played a huge role as a reception center for refugees.

The early morning sunlight poured into the west corner of the room through the slightly cloudy glass, revealing a huddled figure, the slightly long Liuhai left a thick shadow on his face, only the sharp chin and pale skin could be seen, and a few pale cyan veins lingered on his cheeks, making the young man feel a little sick for no reason.

Xu is sunlight was too strong, he covered his eyes slightly with his hands, held the tape recorder on his chest, stood up with his legs that were numb from cross-legged, and walked to the door with vain steps, and a confused children's voice said, "Brother, are you going out again today?"

He put down the tape recorder, kneaded his temples, turned to the little boy who sat up from the bed, and said, "Brother is going to run errands...... The little boy scratched his head, stared at him with big eyes and puzzled.

"It's just my private business," he said, turning his head for a moment before finally replying, knowing that the little boy wouldn't ask anything more.

Everyone here has received different psychological trauma in the earthquake, and no one wants to uncover the scars of the past, he bent down and picked up the tape recorder and straddled it on his shoulder, turned back to the window and closed the curtains, and tucked the quilt of a disturbed child from the new, looked around, looked at the flowers and plants on the windowsill and said, "Xiao Ma... I'm leaving!" opened the door and left.

The morning of November was extremely cold, he tightened the padded jacket on his body, put his hand to his mouth and haha, the warm current only stayed in his hand for a second before turning into clammy and cold water vapor adhered to his hand, he helplessly put his hand into his pocket and took a deep breath of air, his lungs hurt like a knife, but he also cleared the last trace of chaos from his mind.

He picked up a list from his pocket, looked at the names that had mostly been crossed out on it, sighed silently, and walked towards Chang'an Avenue.

Roadside stalls have reopened, the streets are bustling with traffic, and it's clear that most people have put their lives back on track.

......

Ping'an Road beautiful scenery Tiancheng, a little girl sat on a small bench looking at the gate of the community yard, whenever there were pedestrian footsteps or bicycle bells ringing, she would look up excitedly, but every time she was disappointed to lower her head again, the people passing by just looked at her, and then ignored her own way, no one cared who a little girl was waiting for, she grabbed two pieces of paper in her hand that had been unable to see the pattern clearly, with grievance and fear muttered, "Why hasn't Mom come back? Where's Mommy?", she began to cry as she spoke. "Are you looking for Mom?" she turned, and a foul-smelling handkerchief covered her mouth and nose. She only had time to let out a single scream before she lost consciousness.

Han Qin tightened the strap of the radio, calmed his restless heartbeat, and knocked on the door of the east household on the second floor, if there was no mistake in the investigation for half a year, then that person's family should be here. There was silence for a long time, and when he knocked on the door again, a noise came from inside the door, and the door opened suddenly, and a smoky smell of wine came to his face.

“...... What are you doing?" a man with "I'm decadent" written on his face appeared in front of him. The tone was impatient and wary.

"I want to ask, ...... Do you know this tape recorder?" he asked stiffly, taking it off and handing it to the man in front of him.

"........." silence dominated this space, and Han Qin saw that the man's originally godless eyes suddenly bloomed with brilliant light, and then disappeared into invisibility. He spoke again, "Dr. Han is my attending physician. He didn't wait for the man to speak again.

"Dr. Han went back to the hospital on June 25 this year to work overtime because I ......," he said, staring into the man's eyes and saying, "I'm ......"

Before he could finish his sentence, a force slammed into his face, and he floated off the ground and slammed into the door behind him.

"So what are you here for, rubbing salt on our wounds?" he scolded, widening his eyes in anger.

Han Qin touched his cheek, stood up against the wall, patted the dust on his pants, bent down respectfully, and bowed deeply, "I'm here to return Dr. Han's relics, and at the same time, I'm here to make amends, if this makes you feel satisfied, please continue to beat me." ”

As Han Qin gritted his teeth and prepared for the next storm, there was a sound of the door opening behind him.

An old and majestic voice sounded, "Qin Tielin, stop for me!" Your wife sacrificed for her own professional ethics and beliefs, not because of a certain patient, you should also think clearly, don't take this kind of anger to a child who is only 14 years old, it is a blasphemy against your wife's choice." ”

A pair of withered but powerful hands pressed Han Qin's shoulders from behind, "Kid, don't blame him, he's a good person, but he hasn't recovered from the blow yet." Han Qin turned his head, and an old man in good spirits looked at him lovingly, "I have also heard about your search for Dr. Han's family for most of the past half a year, some of them know and some don't know about this place, but they don't want you to come here, no matter what aspect, we are not doctors to treat patients and save people." But we didn't expect you to be able to touch it yourself. The old man paused and gently stroked his head, "But sometimes it is because of your presence that we can know that the dedication and sacrifice of our doctors can be remembered." ”

Han Qin looked up at the old man and then looked back at the man who was stunned there, he stepped forward, bowed to the end again, and said in a choked voice, "Please forgive ......"

Qin Tielin looked at the old man, then at the thin child bowing in front of him, and said, "I ......"

"Old Qin, old Qin, come down, something happened to your daughter!" Qin Tielin's color changed greatly, pushed Han Qin away, and rushed downstairs.