Bao Xiaobao didn't wake up until noon the next day, and when he woke up, he saw Fu Nansen taking a nap in the next bed.

In the past, when there was an infectious disease in the orphanage, Bao Xiaobao and another child who was also sick had two beds in one room.

They lived together for a month.

For a month, nurses would come and give her injections every day.

Later, she remembered a story she had read, and said to the other child, let's play dead and see who scares the nurse first.

The kid naively agreed.

They made an appointment to pretend to be out of breath when the nurse's sister came over for the injection.

The little nurse was indeed frightened and quickly notified the hospital.

But at this time, Bao Xiaobao suddenly opened his eyes and jumped around the ward.

Until the people from the hospital came, she was still dancing.

That kid passed in that fortuitous agreement.

Although, Bao Xiaobao knew that he was not sick.

She begged the dean's grandfather for a long time to go in to accompany her good friend.

For a month, she watched a lively life become dying.

The boy was in too much pain, but even if he was uncomfortable to death, he trusted everything Bao Xiaobao said unconditionally.

Bao Xiaobao saw that he was too uncomfortable, so he said that he had to wait for the nurse to finish the injection before he could breathe.

But the kid waited, waited, waited.

If there was anyone who believed in her so desperately before he met Fournansen, it was only the child in heaven who spared no effort like this.

Never heard anything about the boy since.

Including where he was buried, whether he was still alive or not.

Nothing is known about the packets.

"What are you muttering?"

Thinking of the orphanage's past, Bao Xiaobao's eyes can always squeeze out a few tears.

It's the kind of real tears.

Although she was reluctant to recall the past.

"Huh?"

Bao Xiaobao was pulled back to reality by Fu Nansen's voice, she turned her head and found Fu Nansen sitting on the bed, looking at her deeply with a pair of phoenix eyes.

"I'm saying, you're my male god~"

“……”

Dermis!

"Male god, do you want to think about it and buy me a bowl of sweet and sour pork ribs?"

“……”

"I'm a little hungry......"

——

Fu Nansen didn't come back after he went out, and the ribs and many dishes to her taste were sent by Lao Mo.

"Mama, grandma said that you were tired and fainted last night, and Xiaohanamaki came to see you!"

A crisp voice rushed in, and the little flower roll was led by her grandmother and jumped in.

Bao Xiaobao laughed when he saw the little flower roll coming.

"Ma Ma didn't sleep with you last night, I'm sorry."

"Little Hanamaki wants to eat the meat fed by Mama!"

Bao Xiaobao's eyes narrowed like a crescent moon, eating it by himself and feeding the snack goods in one bite.

"Are you feeling better?"

Mrs. Fu sat down and put the red date soup she had stewed in her hand into a bowl.

"Well, it's much better."

Bao Xiaobao smiled gratefully and took Mrs. Fu's soup.

"It's delicious—"

"Does it smell like Mommy?"

“……”

Hearing this, Bao Xiaobao fell silent. She remembered that since she had first followed Fu Nansen home, the old lady had never asked her about her background or anything like that.

As for the huge Fu family, it is impossible for Mrs. Fu, who is the head of the family, not to investigate the identity of a granddaughter-in-law who is about to enter the door.

But she just asked, like a mother's taste?

Bao Xiaobao paused and finished the soup.

Then she looked at Mrs. Fu and said, "Grandma, I don't have a mother—"