Jingle Bell ......

It's as crisp and pleasant as a bell, but at the moment it looks very annoying!

It was an old-fashioned phone, ringing non-stop on a rattan table with several holes. Pen fun and pavilion www.biquge.info

"I'm sorry, I'm going to answer the phone."

Dong Ping, the director of the Anle Orphanage, got up, ran to the rattan table in small steps, and carefully picked up the old telephone.

"Hello, this is Anle Orphanage, I'm Dong Ping." This is a very polite dialogue, and Dong Ping's face is still filled with that kind smile.

It's just that......

The smile froze instantly!

"What? How so! Dong Ping suddenly roared into the other end of the phone, and the previous peace and tranquility disappeared, leaving only anxiety and anxiety on his face.

The telephone receiver slipped from between its feeble fingers and slammed straight into the ground.

This phone has gone through so many years of wind and rain, and it has barely survived under the wash of time.

Just as it was about to touch the ground, a hand reached out and held it tightly!

"Dean Dong Ping, what's wrong with you?"

The gentle and elegant man saw the strangeness of Dong Ping's behavior, walked from the tea table, and came to Dong Ping's side.

For some reason, when Dong Ping heard this man's voice, there was a kind of stability in his heart inexplicably, and his heart was inexplicably peaceful.

"Mr. Yang......"

Although his mood has calmed down a lot, Dong Ping is still a little excited at the moment, or rather......

Afraid!

"Zhou Yan, something happened to them!"

……

Light, still a little dazzling.

Maybe it's because I've been asleep for a long time, whether it's in my mind or in my eyes, it's just a blank at the moment.

White is not as oppressive as black, but when a person is completely shrouded in such pure white, he faces no less fear than in black.

The pupils began to open and close slowly, the light in the eyes gradually softened, the white in front of them slowly dissipated, and all kinds of things in the world gradually came into view.

But the world is still hazy, a little illusory, not very real.

It was only in such an illusion that Zhou Yan could once again see that kind and kind face.

"Little Death."

As if she had not yet experienced the torture of illness, her cheeks did not sink deeply, but were somewhat plump, and she took care of herself very cleanly, and under this kindness was a noble air that could not be ignored, and she had always been a peaceful and charitable lady.

"Why are you so thin?"

She reached out to touch Zhou Yan's face, although it was far away, Zhou Yan could already feel the familiar warmth.

Warm? Warm?

I knew that all this was illusory, but when it all dissipated like morning mist, I couldn't help but shed tears.

The sun is warm and bright, and it is also righteous and selfless. She will shine on the righteous, and she will not be stingy with the wicked.

The sun is also merciless, tearing apart the picturesque mist of the early morning without hesitation, dispelling all illusion and leaving only the cruel truth.

How could this sunlight be so dazzling.

When you open your eyes, you can see, but at the same time you can't see.

The air was filled with the smell of disinfectant water, which was pungent and even more offensive.

No matter how many times you rinse the white snow-like sheets, you can't wash away the invisible dead air on them.

Here, is it a hospital?

"Awake?" A young doctor in a white lab coat walked in and looked at Zhou Yan with a smile on his face that was rarely seen in the hospital.

This doctor, Zhou Yan shouldn't have seen it, right?

I just woke up, and my mind couldn't help but be a little chaotic.

The doctor was followed by a young man,

Wearing a suit and leather shoes, wearing a pair of gold-rimmed glasses, he looks very Sven.

It's just that I don't know why, the moment I saw this man, a fear surged from the bottom of Zhou Yan's heart.

Fear from the depths of the soul.

Behind the young man was a short, sturdy middle-aged man, but at the moment his face was no longer full of the usual smile, replaced by full of anxiety.

"Dean Dong Ping......"

Zhou Yan didn't expect his voice to be so hoarse at the moment, so hoarse that it didn't look like it came from a mouth.

"Boy!" As the director of an orphanage, Dong Ping's love for those children comes from the bone marrow, and he can't help but cry in the depths of his feelings.

"O wretched child!" Dong Ping's tone was poignant, as if he was dissatisfied with this unfair world, "How can it be good, and the gas explodes?" ”

Gas explosions?

Dong Ping's crying has not stopped, but Zhou Yan's thoughts have drifted away.

What's going on with you?

and Li Muzi went shopping for goods, and then went to the Chengbei Market and entered a daily necessities store......

And then what?

And then what happened?

Why don't you remember anything!

My mind was dizzy, and there seemed to be a stream of acid water in my stomach that was about to rush to my throat for a while.

I didn't hold back for a while, turned around and vomited next to the bed.

"You accidentally hit your head when the gas exploded, and now you have some minor concussions." It was the young doctor who spoke.

"How's it going, is it better?" Such concern is naturally Dean Dong Ping.

A white and soft tissue was mentioned to Zhou Yan's hand.

"Thank you." The dizziness eased slightly, and he took the piece of paper, not forgetting to thank the person who handed the paper.

It's just that......

It was like a flash of thunder, and he was so shocked that Zhou Yan couldn't hold the paper towel that was as light as a feather.

Who is this young man with gold-rimmed glasses?

I can't suppress the invisible black shadow in my heart.

"By the way, I almost forgot!" Dean Dong Ping had just calmed down his emotions, and looked at Zhou Yan, the smile on his face slowly condensed, "There is good news!" ”

Good news?

"You've been in the hospital for almost ten years, and everyone treats you as family, but the dean knows that you still want to be accompanied by real family members......

What does the Dean have to say?

"If you leave, I know that you will be reluctant to everyone, and the dean will not be willing to give you any reluctance, but only your family can give you better conditions in the future......"

Why is it so verbose?

"Zhou Yan, ......"

What is it?

"Your ......

Your family is coming for you! ”

Family?

Zhou Yan's family?

I don't know why a picture suddenly flashed in Zhou Yan's mind - a raging flame like a sea of flowers......

After that night, does Zhou Yan still have a family?

"Hello Zhou Yan, I am your mother's cousin, that is, your last relative in the world......"

"My name is Jiang Guangnai!"

The man's body was not tall, but he asked Zhou Yan to look up, and his body blocked a large piece of sunlight, but he himself was brighter than the sun.

Bright, divine.

The light, the flickering breath also.

The Nale is also the heavy weapon of the country.