Chapter 4 Little Clouds
The rain was still falling, another lightning bolt fell, and more violent explosions spread all around, and even the windows in the village began to shake wildly, and the intense light flashed in an instant, completely tearing through the boundless darkness, exposing the entire street to a white light, and a black figure appeared abruptly on the edge of the square like a ghost, bending over and gasping violently, accompanied by a violent cough.
A strong wind blew, and the icy rain smashed the emaciated back, and then fell to the ground along the clothes, and the originally pale rain slowly turned blood red, and quickly dyed red.
"Poof!" , A mouthful of blood spurted out, and then was quickly washed away by the rain, the black shadow let out a long sigh of relief, his expression finally slowed down a lot, and then bent over and clasped his hands tightly in front of his chest, and staggered towards the front.
In front of the shadow was an alley, and at the end of the alley stood a dilapidated wooden door, half-hidden, revealing a dim, faint light, and a rusty chain hung in the middle, and the wind blew, causing the wooden door to shake rapidly.
The black shadow quickly rushed out of the rain curtain and came to the eaves of the wooden door, regardless of the dampness of the whole body, knelt directly on the ground and eagerly untied the burden tied to the body, the cloth opened, revealing a small figure, sleeping peacefully with his eyes closed, his small fists clenched tightly, and from time to time with a little shaking.
The black shadow let out a long breath, and the blood in his mouth suddenly gushed out again, but he was dead closed, for fear of waking the sleeping baby, but the bright red color had already stained the wrapped cloth sheet red.
The black shadow picked up the baby with both hands and gently placed it under the eaves, his eyes were full of reluctance to look at the little face, his face changed rapidly a few times, he was ruthless, put an envelope on the baby, turned around and rushed into the rainstorm, and disappeared.
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Silver lightning flashed from time to time in the dark night, but in the dilapidated wooden door, there was a sudden sound of glass cracking, and then an old voice shouted, "Who? Who's out there? ā
The wooden door creaked open, and the light of the flashlight illuminated the door, only to see an old man with a rickety figure and pale hair slowly walking out of the door, wearing a somewhat shabby military coat, looking around by the light, but did not find a trace of human figure.
The old man muttered a few words silently, thinking that it was a prank done by the child, and was about to close the door, but suddenly found a package in the corner of the door, which was still moving. The old man bent down and opened the package suspiciously, facing a pair of big sparkling eyes.
The baby in his arms was staring at the big eyes and laughing silently in the dim light, while in his small arms a blood-colored envelope lay silently on it.
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Zhonghai City, the city center, Shuguang Primary School, the bell for the end of class rang crisply, making the originally calm campus instantly lively, surrounded by the immature and excited shouts of children, as well as the eager and concerned shouts of teachers. In front of the school gate, the empty parking lot is already full of luxury cars, lined up outside the gate, as if at an auto show.
The car doors opened one after another, and out came a group of men and women in suits and leather shoes, elegant temperament, or men in black clothes with strong physiques, under the supervision of the surrounding security guards, holding ID cards that could prove their identities one by one to enter the gate in an orderly manner, and took their children from the hands of the school teachers, and then left.
As the largest private primary school in Zhonghai, rigorous security measures are indispensable, on both sides of the crowd, fifty or sixty men wearing security uniforms lined up neatly in two rows, seriously maintaining the safety discipline in the school, which also makes countless parents understand that while paying high tuition fees, they get the most important safety guarantee for their children.
At the end of each school, it is also the time when the teachers are the most tired, the school has the strictest responsibility system, during the school period, the safety of the students is completely responsible for the respective teachers, just this sentence, can make them run and break their legs, back and forth to check, sometimes have to keep calling to confirm, in short, there is no time to rest.
Teacher Wang of the fifth class of the first grade is like this now, just after sending off the last student, he is standing in front of the garden in front of the class, panting a little quickly, in this cool spring day, there is a layer of fine sweat on his forehead.
A familiar teacher Chen walked by and asked with concern, "Teacher Wang, what's wrong with you?" Are you feeling unwell? ā
Teacher Wang smiled bitterly, "No, I'm old, I'm tired and sweating after sending the students off, and now I don't even have the strength to move!" ā
The same wry smile, "Who isn't like this!" At the end of this day, the teaching class is nothing, but I can't stop worrying, for fear that something will happen to a group of daughters in the class, and I don't even dare to waste time when I go to the toilet, alas! Tired hair all day long! ā
"We're all the same, those who can come here are the children of rich and wealthy families, if something really happens, I can't afford it with my old arms and legs!" Teacher Wang said with deep sympathy, "Do you remember Teacher Hu in Class 4? He was tired and sick the day before yesterday, and I heard that he is still in the hospital......"
The two of them stood in the garden and began to gossip, which was nothing more than a short matter in the parents, and the current primary school students had less homework, so they could also get off work early, and most of them would gossip and pass some leisurely time.
"Hello Mr. Wang!" A crisp child's voice interrupted their conversation, a little shy.
"Oh? Good, good! Teacher Wang turned his head in surprise, it's already this time, haven't all the students gone home?
Beside the two of them, a small figure was standing straight, carrying the same small schoolbag, looking at the two teachers with respect on his face, and a healthy flush appeared on his white and tender face.
The child is five or six years old, wearing a special school uniform made by Sunshine Primary School, a small suit with neat fabrics and well-cut, with a white shirt inside, and a pair of small leather shoes on his feet, with neat short hair combed on his head, and the black and shiny soft drape is scattered, just reaching the center of the eyebrows, revealing a pair of big eyes, black and white.
The child was carrying a small leather schoolbag behind him, the zipper was tightly drawn, and at the end of the chain, he was even tightly tied with a red rope, which was a bit of a no-nonsense feeling.
The schoolbag does not seem to be light, the child stands upright, but the base that originally reached the back hangs down to the waist, as if it is carrying a very heavy thing, and his hands are supported behind the back, and from time to time he has to gently lift it to the top, as if he is protecting a very important baby.
Teacher Wang recognized the child in an instant, and he didn't care about the soreness of his body, so he hurriedly squatted in front of him and asked in surprise, "Xiao Yunxiao?" Why haven't you come home yet? It's so late, didn't your grandfather come to pick you up? ā
Yunxiao shook his head with a smile, and replied in a milky voice, "My grandfather was sick today, and the doctor said that he should have a good rest at home, so I didn't let him come over, in fact, my house is very close to here, and I can go back by myself!" ā
Teacher Wang looked at Xiao Yunxiao's confident face, and couldn't help but smile, "Then your grandfather is sick, you can also ask other people in the family to pick you up!" Didn't the teacher say that before? You're too young to go home alone! ā
Yunxiao lowered his head a little disappointed, and said sullenly, "I, our family is only me and my grandfather, and there is no one else!" ā
Teacher Wang was stunned, and in his memory, only Yunxiao's grandfather had been here, and he had never seen anyone else, so he stretched out his hand and rubbed his little head, and asked curiously, "What about your parents?" Where have they all gone? ā
"I... IāI don't know! ā
Teacher Wang frowned, because he was not a child in his own class, so he also didn't know much about Xiao Longxiao's family situation, after all, most of these children's families were some powerful upper-class figures, and some things related to the family were relatively confidential.
Therefore, even the teacher in charge of the class may not know all the children's situation, and the school is full of taboos about these aspects! There have even been one or two special conferences to avoid the troubles that might have been incurred.
It is also because of this reason that those of them who are teachers will be so tired, and this situation often occurs, calling a parent but not finding the phone number, which is a headache.
Teacher Wang raised his head and wanted to ask about other conditions, but suddenly saw Yunxiao's sad expression, and hurriedly changed the topic and said, "Then are there any people in your family who are not very close?" Like a babysitter, a bodyguard, or a close neighbor or something? Tell the teacher now, and we can find them to pick you up! ā
Yunxiao also came back to his senses immediately, obviously used to sadness, and hurriedly waved his hand and said seriously, "Don't be so troublesome!" Teacher, you have to believe me! I really didn't lie to the teacher, our home is really close to here, and I can really go home on my own! ā
After speaking, he was afraid that the teacher would not believe him, so he raised his finger and counted it alone, "I have already gone home by myself... Well...,1,2,3,5ć......,"
However, these simple numbers are undoubtedly very nerve-wracking for elementary school students who have just recognized the numbers, and the more they count, the more they can't remember, Yunxiao suddenly made a bitter face, and threw away his hand irritably, "Anyway, it's been many, many days, and I'm going home by myself!" ā
"Oh? Really? Go home by yourself, is Xiao Yunxiao so powerful? Teacher Chen on the side also squatted down and asked.
"Really, really!" Yunxiao kept nodding his head like a chicken, and then stretched out his palm that didn't know how many fingers there were, and said with some pride, "It's been many, many days!" ā
Looking at this immature action, Teacher Chen couldn't help laughing, but Teacher Wang was still a little worried on the side, "Is there really no one else in Xiao Yunxiao's family?" The teacher can call them and ask them to pick you up! ā
"No, you don't! Not really! Yunxiao waved his hand and said, "I can do it myself!" ā
Then without waiting for the teacher to ask more, he said anxiously, "I'm going home soon, grandpa is still waiting for me at home!" Goodbye, teacher! Bye...! After speaking, he waved his hand, turned his head and ran towards the school gate, his small body carrying his schoolbag and dragging it one by one, like a snail with a shell on his back, bulky but extremely strong.
"Hey... You..."Teacher Wang didn't finish his words, but he didn't expect that the clouds would run away in a blink of an eye, and he couldn't even shout back.
Teacher Chen sighed, "Don't shout! People are almost out of sight, alas! I don't know whose child it is, so young to learn to be independent, I really don't know what the family thinks? ā
Teacher Wang was silent, looking at the back that was getting smaller and smaller, and there was still uncontrollable worry in his eyes......
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