Jing Chuanxiong's eyes widened as he looked at the voice recorder that had stopped working, slammed it to the ground, and roared in a crazy voice: "Bastard! ”

The recorder that was vigorously thrown to the ground by Jing Chuanxiong was lying there in pieces, Xu Qingxiang looked at Jing Chuanxiong, whose face was red and trembling, and lowered his head helplessly, and couldn't help but think in his heart: "This time it's really a waste of rice!" ”

Owen, who was waiting outside, still looked angry, and when Yun Xiwen came out, he couldn't help but chuckle when he saw his face, and said in a mocking voice: "What, are you still angry?" ”

"Is this person really Jingchuan's biological father? This is too shameful! Owen has some grievances for Jing Chuan in his words, although the two are rivals in love, he also has to admit that Jing Chuan is excellent, and in Owen's opinion, he is a worthy opponent.

But there is a father in the world who stabs his own son in the back, which makes Owen, who grew up under the pampering of his parents and relatives, completely incomprehensible, such a person is enough for them to go to hell!

The smile on Yun Xiwen's face was much lighter when he heard this, and he said in a somewhat fluctuating voice: "Not everyone can be as lucky as you, with parents and relatives who love you. ”

Owen chuckled in his heart when he heard this, how could he forget that Yun Xiwen was also a child abandoned by his biological parents, and Owen, who reacted, was suddenly a little at a loss, scratching his head and stumbling and said: "Xiwen, don't get me wrong, I... I didn't mean that!"

Yun Xiwen chuckled and shook his head and said, "It's okay, let's go." ”

Saying that, Yun Xiwen took the lead in getting into the car, and seeing Yun Xiwen's lack of interest, Owen's face was full of remorse.

On the way home, Yun Xiwen was a little too vain, Owen's unintentional words did hit her heart, no matter how powerful she was, no matter how many relatives and friends she had around her, these could not make up for the pain of being abandoned by her biological parents.

Although she never mentioned it, she couldn't hide his existence, and she would never forget the evening when she was abandoned by her biological mother at the door of the orphanage when she was four years old, when she was as old as Yun Bao now.

Yun Xiwen looked at the traffic outside the window, and his thoughts involuntarily returned to that day.

That day was Yun Xiwen's fourth birthday, and at six o'clock in the morning, Xiao Yun Xiwen was called by her mother, and her beautiful mother put a new floral dress on her body, and she threw herself into her mother's arms before she was full.

"Mom, I'm so sleepy, I want to sleep!" Xiaoyun Xiwen writhed unhappily in his mother's arms.

Mother's soft voice sounded in my ears: "Little lazy worm, today is your birthday, Mom wants to take you out to play!" ”

Hearing that he was going out to play, Xiaoyun Xiwen immediately sobered up a lot, jumped and laughed happily, and said in a crisp voice like a bird: "Is Dad going with us too?" ”

The mother, who was tying pigtails for her, paused when she heard her innocent words, her face was a little pale, and she said with a reluctant smile: "Dad will come, will come......"

The little Yun Xiwen couldn't understand his mother's expression at all, he just blindly looked forward to this beautiful day, and didn't see his mother secretly turn around and wipe the tears from the corners of her eyes.

Yun Xiwen, dressed like a little princess, was led by his mother to the playground, a merry-go-round, a small plane, and bubbles......

Mother took her to play the same, not missing any of the items she could play, until it was getting dark and Xiaoyun Xiwen couldn't play anymore before stopping.

Mother took Xiaoyun Xiwen to eat her favorite children's meal, and when she was eating, she remembered the question in the morning, and then said a little unhappy: "Mom, why hasn't Dad come yet?" ”

Mother's feeding hand paused for a moment before putting the food in the spoon into Yun Xiwen's mouth, this time, the mother didn't even say perfunctory words, just stared at Yun Xiwen's little face with affection, as if she wanted to engrave her deeply in her mind.

Leaving the hotel, Xiao Yun Xiwen fell asleep in her mother's arms tiredly, but when she woke up, she still didn't get home, looking around, Yun Xiwen found a big black iron door not far away.

"Mom, where is this? I want to go home! Xiao Yun Xiwen said in a hoarse voice, obviously not waking up yet.

The mother put her on the ground, put her hands on her thin shoulders, her eyes contained tears, and her voice was a little choked: "Baby, do you want to eat ice cream?" ”

Hearing his favorite ice cream, Xiaoyun Xiwen said with a smile: "Yes!" ”

When my mother heard this, she smiled and said with tears in her eyes: "Then you are obediently waiting for your mother here, can your mother buy you ice cream?" ”

"Hmmm! Mom, come back soon! Xiaoyun Xiwen nodded heavily, and stood there obediently with a hint of expectation in his eyes.

Mother took a deep look at Xiao Yun Xiwen, then put the coat on her shoulder, carefully put her clothes together before slowly getting up, and looked back at Xiao Yun Xiwen who was standing in place and waving to her with a smile.

Xiaoyun Xiwen stood there and waited, from evening to dark, Xiaoyun Xiwen just stood there motionless, looking at the direction his mother left, the smile on his face was long gone.

Finally, the night wind blew the coat on Xiao Yun Xiwen's shoulders to the ground, and Xiao Yun Xiwen couldn't help crying loudly anymore: "Wow...... Mom! I want Mom! ”

The crying continued for a few minutes, and the door behind her slowly opened with the sound of rusty iron, and a middle-aged woman walked out, bent down to comfort the crying hysterical Xiao Yun Xiwen, looked around the empty path, shook her head and sighed, and hugged Xiao Yun Xiwen into the iron gate.

The moment the door was closed, a vertical plaque with a yellowed white color on the right side of the iron gate read "Kyoto City Children's Welfare Institute" in large black letters!

Xiaoyun Xiwen cried in the welfare home for three days, not eating, drinking, or sleeping, until he passed out at the gate of the welfare home on the fourth day.

When she woke up again, Xiaoyun Xiwen no longer cried, obediently eating, drinking, and sleeping, but no one heard her say a word again, and the smile on her face never appeared again.

It wasn't until a year later that a man named Yun Zhanao came to the welfare home and saw Xiao Yun Xiwen wearing a washed little dress that could no longer see the color, sitting in the sunset and quietly looking at the sky.

Yun Zhanao walked over, squatted down and asked softly, "Little friend, how old are you?" ”

Xiao Yun Xiwen lowered his head when he heard the voice, but he didn't speak, just shook his head.

"Don't you know? Do you know when your birthday is? Yun Zhanao asked patiently.

This time, Yun Xiwen spoke for the first time in a year, and her voice was low and hoarse with her age: "I don't have a birthday anymore." ”