The uneven cries of the iron fence swaying in the wind and rain outside the door, the two voices mixed together like a ghost movie in real life.

In a large warehouse-like room, there were more than eighty crying children.

The slightly older ones are used to seeing such scenes, and they sit in a daze in the guardrail without crying or making a fuss.

The collar and cuffs of the clothes are dirty like iron, the hair is messy like a chicken nest, and the eyes are hollow and hollow, with only some physiological brightness.

Like a broken ship in troubled times, several aunts in the orphanage are like sailors repairing holes in the ship, tearing down the east wall and repairing the west wall.

The new kid didn't get used to the environment yet, so he coaxed this one and the other one started crying again.

I also have to cook for the children, clean up the house, and do laundry.

These busy, dizzy women let the older children run around in the rain outside.

Under the eaves stood a little boy of five or six years old, the boy was born very beautiful, not like a little boy but like a little girl, his name was He Yu.

Originally, he should have liked unscrupulous Sahuan and loved to play with water, but he just stood inside the house and watched the people outside Sahuan.

He seemed to be waiting for someone, and he seemed to just want to be quiet for a while.

Like a chessboard, his world was not occupied by black and white, and he stood quietly in the corner watching the open and dark battles of black and white.

From time to time, the official laughter of men and women can be heard from the office building next to it.

He looked at the pool of stagnant water that had gathered under the umbrella at his feet, and disappeared into the rain without an umbrella.

The front door of the orphanage was tightly closed, but there were four or five small doors open on all sides, some of which had been sawn off from the fence, and some of which had been dug from under the courtyard wall.

He actually didn't understand why there was any need for the door to be closed since there were so many small doors.

That's because he's still too young to understand that in the adult world, as long as you do enough work on the surface, who cares what bad things you do, as long as you don't make trouble, everyone will pretend to be blind in unison.

The boy burrowed through the hole under the broken wall, and the whole world was filled with a new life after the rainstorm, and the air was filled with a nice smell of earth.

He walked aimlessly along the potholed dirt path.

In the end, it was a child's nature, and he walked out of boredom and kicked a pebble on the side of the road.

The stone jolted all the way to a mineral water bottle, and the long, crumpled plastic bottle that had been pinched rolled to the feet of one by one broken sandals and stopped.

It was quickly picked up by a pair of small hands with white work gloves.

The owner of the little hand was a boy two or three years older than the boy, wearing a washed and somewhat faded and ill-fitting undershirt and a nondescript white pants on the bottom.

The boy dragged a sack of marijuana, which was bulging with all sorts of flattened water bottles.

He Yu has long been surprised by such a child, but it is the first time to see such a clean person.

The boy seemed to be trying his last hand to maintain the perception of himself, even if he was a rag picker, but he was also a clean man.

He Yu inevitably stopped and looked at him a few more times.

Then I saw a small bag of buns in the child's hand suddenly taken away by a wild dog that came out of nowhere.

The boy rushed like crazy to the wild dog that was about to get back into the bin.

He Yu looked carefully, the dog's eyes were already red, and if he was bitten, he might get some kind of disease.

The boy didn't realize it, and smashed it with his hand like the dog, and went crazy to pick open the wild dog's stinking fangs.

The dog probably didn't expect to meet such a person who would haunt him and not let go.

was a little frightened, and ran towards He Yu in a panic.

He Yu was beaten by his mother from morning to night, and he was so angry that he was angry.

Directly dodging or not hiding, it was a kick to the wild dog's stomach.

The soft belly was kicked vigorously, and the wild animal flew straight out, and his back slammed against the hard wall, and his wet nose whirred a few times, and his stomach bulged and deflated, and he waved goodbye to the world after a few repetitions.

The little boy over there scrambled to pick up a large pile of rancid garbage made of liquids and solids, and pulled out the good bun that was still wrapped in plastic tape.

I took off my gloves and stuffed them into my mouth indiscriminately.

While chewing, he stared at He Yu vigilantly.

He Yu glanced at him, walked over and threw the small hardcover cake that he had been carrying in his pocket into his arms, turned around and left.

There was a faint sound of footsteps behind him, and He Yu turned his head sharply to meet the boy's big panicked eyes.

He Yu was a little angry and said, "Why are you following me?" ”

The boy pointed to the orphanage not far ahead, "I live there. ”

He Yu turned his face a little embarrassed, thought about it but slowed down, waiting for him to catch up with him.

The boy saw that he was waiting for him, and hurriedly chased after him.

He Yu glanced at him and said, "Won't the orphanage cook for you?" Why are you fighting wild dogs for food? ”

The boy cautiously leaned towards him without letting the dirty parts of his body touch him, "I'm too young to grab their big ones, and I always can't get enough to eat." ”

He Yu glanced at him and said, "My family lives on the street in front, and I will secretly give it to you from the food at home in the future." ”

The little boy was a little puzzled, "At home? ”

He Yu stopped outside the courtyard wall, "Well, home." What's wrong? ”

The little boy said, "What is home?" ”

He Yu went to school very early, and he was smart, and he remembered what he had read in the books once, but he couldn't answer his question at this time, she only felt that home was probably a place for people to live, so she thought about it and said, "It's a house that adults spend money to buy." ”

The little boy nodded ignorantly.

From that day on, the two children secretly met in that dilapidated back alley corner.

Two people who have nothing to rely on seem to have found mutual comfort and become dependent on each other.

He Yu was a shy child who never asked the boy's name, and on this day he brought food to the boy again and asked, "What's your name?" ”

The gobbling boy stopped when he heard this, and sat there for a long time as if he had been pointed, not even bothering to chew what was in his mouth, and after a while he swallowed what was in his mouth and whispered, "I don't have a name." ”

He Yu was a little surprised, "How can there be no name, the teacher said that as long as it is raised by someone, even a kitten or a dog has a name." ”

The boy smiled wryly, "But I really don't." ”

He Yu thought for a moment, "How could it be?" I have two names, one with my father's surname and one with my mother's surname. I also have a nickname named Koya. He paused and said, "You don't have a name, so I'll give you a name." ”

"What?"

"Reverse Li, I read it in a book, this word means to welcome blessings."

The little boy was still a little deflated, "Yingfu? What blessings do I have to offer? ”

He Yu said in a brisk and lively voice, "Welcome your new name and welcome me as your good friend." ”

The boy looked at He Yu's eyes and solemnly repeated the name, nodded and said, "Thank you, you are so good, I like you." ”

Originally, children expressed their love for good friends to each other, but He Yu's face turned red, and he said a little uncomfortably, "You can't just say that you like me, my father said that if you like someone, you have to marry him." You can't talk nonsense. ”

The little boy didn't care, "What's the matter?" When you grow up, I will marry you, I am the most trustworthy person, you wait for me, I will definitely marry you. ”

He Yu looked at him dumbfounded, and blinked like a dummy for a while, "No, I, I, I'm a man." ”

The little boy looked at him with some puzzlement, and made a solemn promise in a still immature voice, "What does it matter if you like people and whether you are a man or a woman, anyway, I promised you, and I will not regret it." ”

In this way, the days passed peacefully and smoothly for half a month.

He Yu wanted to tell Wang Zhili that she had always been a little girl, and it was her mother who shaved the little boy's head in order to make her more money, so that she could be a boy's clothing model, and she could be a girl's clothing model with a wig.

The book says that when you are young, your unmixed liking is always the most nostalgic time in your life, even if you don't get anything in the end, it is a great pleasure to take it out and taste it again and again in the twilight of life.

Wang Zhili didn't think so, he felt that he would follow He Yu in his life, even if he was a man. Anyway, whoever is good to him, he likes.

He Yu is the only one who is good to him when he grows so big, as for why he keeps calling He Yu He Yu, probably because He Yu changed his teeth at that time, his teeth leaked, and the child's words were not clear, so he screamed in a daze.

It is difficult to go from thrift to luxury, even if it is really thrifty for the young Wang Zhili, luxury is only the luxury of food and clothing.

But like many people who forget how to live a poor life after a good life, he doesn't really forget everything, but he also forgets the part about his father.

His dad was a fugitive, a rampant fugitive at large, so rampant that he could swagger around him from time to time.

From time to time, he added to a child and passed on some family heirlooms, such as how to kill people without being discovered by others.

Wang Zhili felt that he was a pure fart, and if he learned well, he would not become a fugitive, and he would have the face to teach himself.

Every few months he came to see Wang Zhili, told him to see himself kill some kittens and dogs, tied him to a chair and forced him to listen to the terrible wails of the little animals.

The life with He Yu was probably too stable, so much so that Wang Zhili forgot that it was about to come to the day when his father was going to come to him.

It was a memorable, dull afternoon, and the two children met as usual in the broken alley in front of the orphanage.