Ning Qiu subconsciously touched his face, isn't he a man, why was he discarded......

In the winter of that year, he was naked, and even stained with the blood of his birth, so he was wrapped in a towel, put it in a bamboo basket, and placed it in front of these two vermilion gates......

Wrapped in a thin towel, he lay in a small bamboo basket with nothing on him that could prove his identity.

At that time, there were no cameras everywhere, and it was very difficult for the police to catch thieves and solve crimes, let alone this!

There is no snow in the winter in the south, but it is the same cold, because there is more moisture in the air, there is an extra layer of damp cold, and that cold, no matter how thick you wear, can invade your limbs and bone marrow......

He was very competitive, and did not fall asleep because of the cold.

Instead, he cried desperately with his throat pulled out, and the loud cry alarmed the people in the vermilion gate.

It was an old man in his fifties who came out, and when he saw the child in the bamboo basket on the ground, he looked around suspiciously, and there was no one in the cold night......

The old man bent down and looked at the child, who was so small that his body trembled, and his eyes had not even opened. As if sensing the approach of the old man, his cry slowly became smaller, and his delicate arm broke free of the towel and kept shaking......

This...... It's an abandoned child......

Still a boy...... Who is so ruthless that they will discard it......

The old man's face was very complicated, and he re-wrapped the scattered towel around the child, only to see a piece of paper falling, which was a piece of hard paper, the kind torn from the cigarette case, and scribbled a paragraph of the number "1992, 02, 15" in pencil This date should be the child's birthday......

The cold wind on the street kept blowing, and although there was no one, tonight was the thirtieth day of the Chinese New Year's Eve.

The inside of every house is in strong contrast with the outside, and it is very lively......

The old man looked back at his house, the empty house, the hall table was lined with a hearty meal that had already been cold, he had children...... And each one was very successful...... It's just that......

He let out a long sigh and lifted the bamboo basket: "Follow me in the future." ”

This kid is Ning Qiu......

This old man is Mr. Ning in the will...... Ning Xianguo.

Ning Xianguo treated the young Ning Qiu as his own child, but he had a habit of writing a diary, and he would record everything regardless of size, including picking up children back then.

However, he did a very good job of secrecy, and it was not until after he died a year ago that Ning Qiu turned over the diary and saw his life history......

Ning Xianguo was afraid that Ning Qiu would know that he had picked it up, and he would have a psychological shadow, and he had been making up lies all the time.

If it weren't for that diary, Ning Qiu would probably have thought it was true for the rest of his life, after all, Ning Xianguo really loved him very much.

He knew that Ning Xianguo still had a few children, but it was difficult to see each other, and it should be warm for families to meet, but they seemed to be separated by an invisible barrier when they saw each other...... When he was a child, he naively thought that those uncles and aunts who were twenty or thirty years older than him were his own brothers and sisters......

With the passage of time, he grew up slowly, and gradually discovered some things that were not quite right in his life, and he had doubted his origin countless times, but Ning Xianguo was also a master of lying, and he considered all the details, no matter how tricky the question Ning Qiu asked, he could solve it perfectly and flawlessly!

After junior high school, I started to stay overnight in high school, and the time to go home gradually became less, and I basically went home once a semester when I got to college.

Every time he left the house, Ning Qiu would always keep looking back at the two vermilion gates, for fear that when he went and came back, the people in the door would be gone...... After all, he's a bit older......

After graduating from university, Ning Qiu successfully entered an Internet company.

Because of my busy career, even if I try to find time to go home often.

But the number of times is not very many, and even in order to save time, after becoming a network engineer, he specially bought a car and drove it himself!

Every time he went home, he would find that the old man Ning who had raised him was even older, and the whole person looked like a humanoid tree about to dry up and die, and like a faint flame swaying in the wind...... This is, the wind and candle in the last years......

The last time he came back, Ning Qiu saw Ning Xianguo, he was sitting on a chair in the hall, his thin body lying on the table, as if he was asleep, as a result, he had been dead for two days...... It's winter, everything is withering, Ning Xianguo's body didn't stink, it just lost its vitality......

At the funeral, Ning Xianguo's children did not come.

There is only Ning Qiu in the family, he stands alone, kneels alone, wears linen and filial piety alone.

His expression was very indifferent, he didn't cry or laugh, he just quietly followed the process, just meticulously did everything from the coffin to the burial, just kept coming and going alone, making the figure look thin.

The house belonged to Ning Xianguo, so he did not bury the body in the cemetery, but buried it directly in the small garden behind the house, because when Ning Xianguo was fine, he liked this small garden the most......

After arranging everything, Ning Qiu went crazy and buried himself in his work.

After working crazy for a year, he has achieved very good results, and has become a fragrant bun that any Internet company wants to win over in the industry.

But he suddenly resigned, on the grounds that he was physically and mentally exhausted and wanted to give himself a long vacation......

Just open a small bar or something, and live a salted fish day......

Who knew that it didn't take long for a car accident to happen, and it was a mess.

It's embarrassing......

In just two months, after experiencing too many magical things, the three views have already exploded......

Standing in front of the vermilion gate of this courtyard again, his slightly cold heart was filled with a trace of warmth, as if he had been thrown at the door back then, and the old man who looked a little fierce pushed the door out of his cry and carried him in.

Scold...... Old man Ning.

It would be nice for you to live an extra year, I can show you a lot of amazing things......

Caught in his memory, he was suddenly interrupted by a faint noise in the house, and his brows furrowed slightly, what is the situation, how can there be people in the house, could there be a homeless man sneaking in and stealing it? Thinking of this, Ning Qiu's eyes narrowed slightly, and a faint coldness emanated from his body......

Lawyer Bu next to him was shocked, as a lawyer, he has seen all kinds of people!

There are entrepreneurs, high-ranking officials, and even various suspects, who have felt too much aura, but even the breath of the most murderous murderer does not have the coldness that Ning Qiu exudes at this time......

It's really weird, Ning Qiu looks white and tender.

How can there be such an aura...... And it's the kind of ...... that ignores life