Chapter II

Zhuo Yun's consciousness drifted. I feel like my body is like a piece of driftwood floating in the sea, drifting with the current.

Do you really not love her? Actually, I love her. It's just that his indifferent nature makes her feel love.

Zhuo Yun is not a person with a cold nature. It's just that I've been forced by a life of loneliness and exile since I was a child. His family is a family of doctors. The older generation are all doctors. The parents died of the virus while being treated. Because of this, no relatives are willing to raise Zhuo Yun. I'm afraid that Zhuoyun is also infected. Zhuo Yun was helpless like this. Finally sent to an orphanage......

His life passed miserably.

When Zhuo Yun woke up, he felt a small thing in his arms, hot, like a stove. He looked down and saw that it was a very good-looking child. Looks like I'm about 5 or 6 years old. A small fair face with long, curved eyelashes. The little nose is also very straight, and the small mouth is unconsciously pursed. Even people like Zhuo Yun who have no feelings for children think it's cute. It's just that the child's brows are furrowed, and Zhuo Yun stretches out his hand to smooth it out. But I found that my hands had become so smaller, and I saw that my arms were thinner. Quickly touched his face. It's not your own body. Zhuo Yun was suddenly shocked into a cold sweat. Looking up, the house was completely unfamiliar. Blue curtains, white ceiling. The furnishings in the house couldn't be simpler. A pretty big bed, a messy table. Doraemon stickers on the wall, but nothing else. Where is this? He immediately got out of bed and found the mirror on the cluttered table. Sure enough, it wasn't his own face, and the person in the mirror was obviously an eleven or twelve-year-old boy. A very handsome face full of youth.

As a doctor, my former self would not have believed in rebirth. But now all this can only be explained by rebirth. Zhuo Yun looked at himself who was completely unfamiliar in the mirror, and had mixed feelings. Is this God asking him to live again? I don't know whether to be happy or worried. But what comes is safe. But now it's time to figure out who you are. He picked up the unclosed workbook on the table and flipped to the cover. I saw the three slightly immature fonts of "Gu Mohan". He picked up a small notebook next to him that was full of neat aoe, which should be the child's notebook. The same immature font reads "Gu Moyun", which is written by the owner of the body. These two are supposed to be brothers. Zhuo Yun nodded and came to a conclusion. Now he has turned out the calendar again: July 25, 2010 **** was reborn 5 years ago? The table was so messy that he frowned and began to clean up. may have been noisy by Zhuo Yun's voice. The child in bed woke up. "You're awake." Zhuo Yun said to the child. The child did not speak. Leaning against the head of the bed and rubbing his eyes in a daze, but it's cute. The child picks up the alarm clock on the bedside table and looks at the time. "It's 8 o'clock, why didn't you tell me to get up." The child shouted at him. There was anger in the crisp voice, and the eyes were wide open. Zhuo Yun frowned unconsciously. Why do you talk like this to your brother. Seeing that Zhuo Yun didn't speak, the child lifted the quilt on his body aside, got out of bed and put on slippers and ran out. Zhuo Yun followed out, and saw the child busy in the kitchen. The little body is running around, and at the moment it is tiptoeing and struggling to beat eggs into the pot. Is this cooking? Can a child of this age cook? Zhuo Yun, who originally wanted to go up to help, suddenly found a problem. Why didn't any adults show up? "Where's Mom and Dad?" The child stopped. Turning his head, he looked at him with the eyes that looked like a neuropath. Zhuo Yun also looked at the child. The two looked at each other, big eyes to small eyes. The child suddenly ran over, pulled Zhuo Yun up and down, and tried to jump up and touch his forehead, and muttered: "Is it stupid to give stimulation, impossible." Looks pretty normal. "What are you doing?" ”

The corners of Zhuo Yun's mouth twitched, and his body took a few steps back. The child looked at Zhuo Yun's serious expression. was stunned and stared wide-eyed: "I can't really be stupid, I don't want to raise a fool." Mom and Dad were hit and killed. You accept the reality. After speaking, he patted Zhuo Yun's shoulder, forehead, of course, on tiptoe. Zhuo Yun was speechless about the child's open-mouthedness. It seems that the child's parents were in a car accident. The child should have other guardians, and he will not only live with his brother. The governor glanced at the child and saw that he was getting milk. His mouth was still in pieces: "It's okay to be stupid, he will have to do whatever I ask Gu Moyun to do in the future." If you are disobedient, you will beat him like he ...... himself" Zhuo Yun: "......" Okay. Gu Moyun is not a good brother either.

In this way, the child will have only one older brother. Blame the poor too. Just when Zhuo Yun wanted to ask something, the child's breakfast was ready.

Zhuo Yun chewed the sandwich in his mouth and felt that this kid was still quite powerful. The poached eggs are fried just right. The lettuce leaves in the sandwich are also well cut. Milk was also warmed. The action is also quite fast.

After eating, the child returned to the house. Zhuo Yun is now watching the child take off Doraemon's pajamas on his body. He took out a tattered piece of clothing with some holes in it and put it on it. What a child, he has become a little beggar. What is this for? Poor like this? Don't even have a decent outfit? Without allowing Zhuoyun to think about it too much, a beggar suit that was one size larger was already placed in front of him. Is this to be worn on your own? Zhuo Yun held back his doubts and put on his clothes.

Follow the child out the door. Zhuo Yun automatically ignored the gazes of passers-by. Looking at the construction around me. Strange city, strange street. The sun shines on the ground, casting mottled shadows. Look at the child who is still walking in front. Zhuo Yun suddenly had a feeling of being in a different world, everything was a little unreal. It was as if the past life was just a dream. Or is it a dream now? Life is like a dream, and that's right. He couldn't help but smile wryly. "Squeezed to death!" Hearing the child's voice, Zhuo Yun retracted his thoughts. It turned out that I had come to a fairly large vegetable market. People come and go, and people are boiling. It's really crowded. "What are you doing in a daze!" The child's pretty face was very impatient. Zhuo Yun was pulled by the child to the middle of the market. The child doesn't know when there is an extra sign in his hand, like a small blackboard. It reads: Parents died in a car accident, and the two brothers depended on each other. I hope that well-wishers will help, and I am grateful. The font is crooked. Zhuo Yun's whole body froze there. At a second glance, the child was already sitting on the ground, holding a big broken bowl and crying: "Uncles and aunts, take pity on our brothers." We both hadn't eaten for two or three days. Saving someone's life is better than creating a seventh-level floating slaughter! Well-wishers help. "The child cried with a handful of snot and a handful of tears. acting

It's comparable to a Hollywood superstar. The beautiful child is full of tears, which is very embarrassing. It has caused countless aunts to overflow with motherhood. "Yo, this kid is so pitiful" "Yes. At such a young age, my parents died. What can I do in the future? The discussion attracted more onlookers. Soon, a handful of pieces, five, ten pieces of change were thrown into the bowl. There are also generous fifty and one hundred thrown in the bowl. "Thank you, thank you," the child bent down in thanks. It's very well-behaved. "Yo, that's polite. Look at people, this kid is really sensible. It's like how old my children are, they know how to play games and watch TV every day. A young woman with gold earrings whispered. yes, my kids are like that. An aunt next to her continued. Then he said to the golden earrings with a mysterious expression: "Hey, but look at this child's brother is a fool, and he doesn't know how to help his brother collect money just by standing there." "It's a pity, it's a pity, such a handsome guy is a fool."

The young woman with gold earrings said with a sad face. Zhuoyun "......"

When he got home, Zhuo Yun brought the child who was still counting the money in front of him. "Do you know what you're doing today?" The child looked at him stupidly. "You're begging! As a man, no matter how poor you are, you have to live with dignity and backbone. Self-esteem cannot be abandoned in order to survive. Do you understand? Zhuo Yun said coldly to the child. The child still looked at it for some reason. Zhuo Yun couldn't help but hold his forehead and exhaled discouragedly. Also, talk about dignity with a 6-year-old child. He bent down again, looked at the child, and said seriously: "If you want to get anything in the future, you have to rely on your own hands to get it." The child nodded. After a while, I heard the child's muffled voice again, "But, didn't you ask me to ask for money?" "Zhuoyun" ......" (To be continued.) )