"Do you usually recognize who's who?" Bai Tang asked curiously.

"I recognize it! How can you not recognize your own own child. The driver smiled: "But to be honest, I'm not afraid of your jokes, in the first few months of birth, I really can't recognize it, and the child's mother is always confused!" ”

"Later, I learned to be a little smarter, the two babies have a different bracelet, the time has been for a long time, and the baby has its own personality characteristics when it is two or three years old, and basically will not admit it wrong. Now, if you look at the past at a glance, which one is which, it will give you a different feeling, and you won't be mistaken. ”

"Although the twins say they look the same, they are human beings, right?"

Bai Tang nodded like pounding garlic.

The driver turned on the steering wheel, and the car slowly turned around to play, but his mouth became more and more clear: "What is the biggest difference between humans and robots?" That is, one has a thought, and the other has no thought. Since there is thought, then everyone must have their own characteristics. You can't recognize it, just because you don't understand, like us parents, children raise a handful of and urine day and night, not to mention the personality, you can know if you have a single hair. ”

Jiang Futing looked out the window on the other side casually.

What do twins know?

A good-looking man suddenly appeared in his mind, and his delicate face was suddenly split in two.

One writes about Lu Changku, and the other writes about Lu Changrong.

Lu Changrong, whose life and death were uncertain, was marked with a black mosaic in his mind.

'One year old and one withered glory', Jiang Futing silently recited this sentence that he had been familiar with since elementary school in his heart, and the meaning of the name was quite good.

The weeds that have been ruthlessly burned will be reborn tenaciously in the coming year.

Maybe the parents who took out such a name, for what reason, would ruthlessly abandon these two people.

In less than ten minutes, the car finally stopped at the gate of the orphanage.

The orphanage has also been rebuilt, from the activity facilities inside, to the railing outside the door, to the garden outside, all of which reveal that they are so new that they cannot be renewed.

It was not yet nine o'clock at the moment, and I could see the children who were having breakfast from the railing of the gate.

They are like tiny specks of dust inadvertently abandoned by the world, but they are not quietly buried in the soil at this moment, but fly freely in the sun.

The moment every child in the orphanage saw an adult coming outside the door, it was as if they had seen barbecue meat dipped in spices, and they rushed to the door as if they hadn't seen anyone for hundreds of years.

Their reactions to outsiders are always faster than the reactions of outsiders, and those who don't know think that these children have radars on their heads to survey people, and a little human smell and human shadow can make them excited for a long time.

A child with eyes will have his eyes full of stars at this moment, and the stars will shine very brightly, but they will burn up the only light outside, but inside it will be empty, and there will be nothing.

There were bright smiles on the corners of their mouths, and they didn't know how long they had been practicing, from the beginning full of joy and hope, to now it has become the only reflex to the outside world.

But even so, every child, every child, no matter how much they are disappointed, no matter how disdainful and ruthless they are, they will always secretly dig a corner of themselves in their hearts that no one else can see, and hold a handful of very weak flames into it, and carefully protect it.

This handful of flames will eventually burn until they are sixteen years old, and then silently extinguish themselves.

Nobody will see it.

A teacher in the morning shift saw the chaotic movement outside, and he didn't wait for the doorman's report, and he was anxious

Hurried out of the courtyard and walked through the sea of people surrounded by children.

He organized the order of the children, did not open the door immediately, but leaned on the railing and looked at the two vigilantly, and asked, "Hello, do you want to adopt?" ”

There was no need for Jiang Futing to say anything, Bai Tang put up an approachable smile: "Yes, is it convenient to come in and understand now?" ”

The two of them are very well-dressed, one is easy-going, the other is calm, the teacher has been in the courtyard for so many years, and there are not many people of all kinds.

It is not uncommon for two men to adopt a child.

The teacher glanced at the two of them, then let down his guard and opened the door kindly: "Yes, come on." ”

From the moment Jiang Futing stood at the door of the orphanage, he had already removed all the packages on his body with an impersonal aura.

Maybe these children are too innocent, or maybe they are the few beautiful things in them, but they are too fragile to crack at the touch of a button.

So much so that he didn't dare to show the slightest edge and corner of his body, and when he was surrounded by those children, his narrow eyes were full of rare gentleness.

Bai Tang didn't take a few steps, he felt as if the people around him were gone, and when he turned around, Jiang Futing had already been wrapped in three layers inside and three layers outside by those children, and there was no place to walk or even put his feet.

He couldn't help but sneer: "Why didn't you find out before, you are so attractive to children?" ”

Jiang Futing raised his chin, and suddenly felt inexplicable pride in his heart: "It has always been like this." ”

Most of the children who are willing to surround him are healthy and have no physical defects, which can be said to be a kind of happiness compared to the other children in the hospital.

As a result, they are outgoing and will please every adoptive family who comes to watch, and they are also the easiest group of children to adopt, but there are still some ······

Jiang Futing's gaze inadvertently swept over the rest of the courtyard, and the slightly older children seemed out of place with the children around them because of their maturity.

There are also those who are physically handicapped.

There seems to be a very clear boundary between them and normal children, and that line is about as wide as the Milky Way, which cannot be crossed for a lifetime.

On the way to the sun, there are countless such milky ways.

The vast majority of children, standing in the darkness on this side of the galaxy, don't even know what the light is, and in the face of such a long and wide black river, they are daunted enough just looking at it.

The so-called life, before it had time to begin, was abandoned on the day of birth, and it came to a simple and hasty end.

Just as he was looking around the environment of the orphanage, two teachers hurriedly walked out of it.

One of the teachers was older, looking in his fifties, and he looked very old-fashioned, with the taste of a dean of middle and high school.

Those children were obviously very afraid of him, and at the same moment when he came out, the children who were still messing around just now were as quiet as chickens.

Jiang Futing and Bai Tang, who turned around, glanced at each other, and then quickened their pace and walked in under the greeting of the teacher.

It's a very private office, it's not very big, and the furnishings are the same as the person in front of you, simple and old-fashioned.

Behind the desk was a row of bookshelves, and Jiang Futing's first reaction when he saw this bookshelf was that this bookshelf was probably older than his age.

The wood is covered with a thick layer of pulp, and the dark color is dyed by time, giving the bookshelf a quaint and simple book fragrance.

"Come, sit." The man led the two of them to the sofa, then tugged at the edge of his trousers, sat down unceremoniously, and boiled the tea on the table.

Jiang Futing had never been to the orphanage, but he also felt that his behavior did not look like entertaining ordinary adopters.

In terms of the basic process, they should first take a closer look at the growth environment of the children in the yard, and then understand the existing information about the children, what does it mean now?

Bai Tang's casualness has always been regardless of the occasion, he will sit when others greet him, and if others don't greet him, he can also take the initiative to pick a place and make himself comfortable to lean on.

Jiang Futing didn't say anything, and sat down next to him.

The water in the teapot must have been boiling before they arrived, and not long after the three of them sat on the couch, the water began to bubble.

The only person who can have leisure to make tea here early in the morning is the dean.

Jiang Futing quietly looked at the steaming steam in the spout.

The two sides coincided with this brief silence, and each subtly calculated the other's purpose in their hearts.

It wasn't until he gave each of the two people in front of him a glass that the greasy and officialdom smile appeared on the man's face: "You two are not here to adopt a child, are you?" ”

Jiang Futing didn't expect him to enter the topic so directly, without even the slightest buffer, and his expression paused.

The man took the initiative to introduce himself without mind: "My name is Li Shang, the director of this orphanage. I've spent at least most of my life dedicated to child welfare agencies, are you really adopters, or journalists, or peers, or ······?"

He glanced at the two of them meaningfully: "I can see it at a glance when I investigate the case." ”

That glance was like an invisible knife, accompanied by the discernment and secret visit in the words, flying sideways.

Jiang Futing sat upright unconsciously, and the undercurrent of exploration was dissolved without a trace before he could get close to him.

He was not interested in drinking the tea that was not clear, the other party was straight to the point, and he also took advantage of the situation and drove straight in: "Since you have been here for so long, there were once two twins in the orphanage, one is called Lu Changku, and the other is called Lu Changrong, do you still have an impression?" ”

"Lu Changrong—" Li Shang muttered as he recalled, "I'm really impressed." ”

He involuntarily raised his voice, raised his eyes and asked, "Why did you suddenly remember to ask about the two brothers?" ”

As he spoke, his face couldn't help but look difficult: "Could it be that something happened to Lu Changku?" ”

Jiang Futing noticed the word 'also', "It seems that you know about Lu Changrong's disappearance before." ”

"At that time, less than 48 hours after he was lost, the police came to the orphanage to check some conditions, and a good child was lost when he said he was lost." Li Shang sighed with some embarrassment:

"Although the two brothers have never been adopted, they are very sensible, and rarely cause trouble to the teachers in our hospital, and they are easy to manage. I thought that when I went to college, my life would be better in the future, but I didn't expect this to happen. ”

He let out a deep, long sigh again.

It seems to be giving new words to fall on oneself the suffering of other people's lives, but in those sophisticated and actuarial eyes, adding half a point will be a great charity.

Jiang Futing turned a deaf ear to his wailing and complaining, such a person was full of words, and they were reluctant to take off the false mask.

After some sentimental rendering, he came back to his senses and asked, "You two are checking him for?" ”

Jiang Futing clasped his hands into fists, and rubbed his thumbs with each other idlely: "I won't tell you, I'm a friend of Lu Changku, but he himself has had some accidents recently, and I'm worried that it has something to do with his missing brother, so I'm here to find out about the situation." ”