"Awake?"

Yan Ruoxing stepped forward and gently tested her temperature with her hand again.

"If you retreat a little, you will feel better if you take the medicine."

He picked her up, took the fever reducer and a water cup and handed it to Xi Duoduo.

"What's wrong with me? How did it end up here? ”

She asked in a daze, looking at the medicine in a daze, she forgot to take it.

"You came back in the rain, and you almost fainted outside, don't say it, hurry up and take the medicine." Yan Ruoxing looked at her and said with concern.

Xi Duoduo took the cup of warm water in a daze and swallowed the pill.

"Mom, does Mom know I'm home?"

She suddenly thought of something and asked urgently.

"Don't worry, I told Mama Li that you can discuss your homework with me in my room, and you can go back when you feel better." He replied methodically, as if he had arranged a qiē for her.

Xi Duoduo nodded, feeling a little sour in his heart, as if he had eaten a lemon, sour and bitter, this feeling lingered in his heart and still couldn't be dispersed.

Being rejected by Yan Ruowen made her unacceptable.

She didn't want to just give up, but the reality was so ruthless.

Xi Duoduo lowered her head and her eyes were red, her face was still flushed because of the fever that had not subsided, Yan Ruowen stretched out her hand and slowly held her hot cheeks.

"It's so cool."

Xi Duoduo came back to his senses in a trance.

When his slightly chilled finger pressed to her cheek, her thoughts were pulled back, and she couldn't help but look at the teenager in front of her.

"Look at you like this, if your mother sees it, she will be very worried, if you feel sad, let it go, don't embarrass yourself, okay?"

Yan Ruoxing said softly, lowering her long eyelashes.

The eyes he looked at her were gentle, gentle like a silky cream cake, melt-in-your-mouth touch.

A white mist appeared in Xi Duoduo's sight, and hot tears fell.

She is the most unwilling to let her mother worry about herself, and she is not willing to turn herself into such a useless appearance, her usual courage has been disintegrated after being rejected, and she is even more sad to hear Yan Ruoxing's words.

"It's not that I don't want to let go, it's that I can't let go, you said that he was obviously so good to me, but why did it end up being me alone."

She looked at Yan Ruoxing crying.

When I thought of Yan Ruowen, the sour feeling was even stronger, and the tears couldn't help falling anymore.

Yan Ruoxing's eyes were clear, but a painful gaze appeared in his eyes.

His hands hung limply down.

No matter how he was by her side, the person she saw was always Yan Ruowen, but seeing her crying so uncomfortably, his heart also became uncomfortable.

He's the one who pretends to be amorous.

"Duoduo, don't cry."

He gently wiped the tears from her face.

Xi Duoduo sobbed, watching him comfort himself and had to hold back his tears, not wanting Yan Ruoxing to worry about himself.

"No matter how sad things are, they will always pass, don't look at him again, don't think about him anymore, it's easy to forget jì, I'll accompany you to forget jì him, okay?"

Yan Ruoxing said in a low voice, he gently hugged Xi Duoduo on the bed, and said comfortingly.

She leaned against his chest, wet tears rubbing against his shirt, Xi Duoduo tried hard to convince herself, she grabbed the corner of his shirt with her little hand and nodded.

European-style room.

Yan Ruowen looked at the heavy rain outside the floor-to-ceiling window, the dripping rain kept falling, and he stood alone in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, looking lonely with his back.

Over the years, he has been rejecting those girls who love him, whether those girls really like him or his family background, he doesn't care.

Rejection is always a simple thing for him.

But now he was shaken.

He was shaken by more than one point, and even began to doubt him.

Since he was a child, he has had a girl's place in his heart, and he has always reserved that place for her, waiting for the day she comes.

However, ten years have passed, and he still can't find her.

He looked at the floor-to-ceiling window, and Xi Duoduo's bright smile and angry expression seemed to appear in his sight, or she looked at her uncomfortable appearance after he refused today, and left alone.

Her presence shattered his own tranquility.

Yan Ruowen turned around and walked in front of the retro landline, he turned around a few times and dialed the phone.

"Hey, contact the dean over there for me, I'm going to go over tomorrow."

With that, he hung up.

Over the years, he asked his mother to send someone to look for him several times without any news, which made Yan Ruowen lose confidence a little, and he didn't tell his mother that he didn't give up, if he still couldn't find her this time, maybe he would really give up.

The next day.

The black luxury car drove down a rugged mountain road, and after a small road, it led to a smooth avenue and finally stopped in front of an orphanage.

It took me three hours to get here.

Yan Ruowen walked up and down the car.

Ahead, the dilapidated orphanage door plaque had a few big words written on it, and the paint on it was almost gone, and the outline was indistinctly reflected in the words Sunshine Welfare Home.

Only a row of humble houses stands at the foot of a hill in the countryside.

Yan Ruowen's footsteps were fixed in place, his eyes were deep.

Inside the Dean's office.

Yan Ruowen sat quietly on the bench, and he threw a thick sum of money on the table.

"This is the renovation cost that I plan to sponsor for the orphanage, and of course I am here in the hope that the director can do me a favor."

The dean was a middle-aged woman who was almost fifty years old, and she looked at Yan Ruowen kindly with a pair of glasses.

Over the years, even if they have asked for help from many charities and the government in this orphanage, basically not many people have responded, and even if they have responded, they have sponsored very few materials, and this orphanage itself is a remote countryside in W City, and it is the first time she has seen such a generous person, not to mention that he is still a teenager who looks like he is only sixteen or seventeen years old.

"Sir, do you have any questions?"

The dean asked, confused.

"About ten years ago, I can't remember what she looked like, but she should be the same age as me, can you help me check if there is a girl here with a mole under the corner of her eye?"

Yan Ruowen said thoughtfully.

The characteristics he is talking about are like looking for a needle in a haystack, and it is difficult to find a suitable candidate based on these points alone.

Although this orphanage is not large, there are many orphans who have come and gone here in the past ten years, not thousands but hundreds, and no one will pay attention to whether a girl has a mole or not.

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