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Three days later, even though my body was far from recovering, I was discharged from the hospital in spite of the doctor's objections. Because things are far beyond my expectations, instead of lying in bed and waiting for news, it is better to follow Akihiko and the policeman to find out the truth.

The photo taken by Xiaoxia's husband, the person who came to connect with the mysterious woman, although it was not so clear, I still recognized that person was Hu Lili's previous assistant.

Her name and ID card were fake, but the photos were real.

Through a series of comparisons, the police confirmed the person's real name and identity. According to the information, we came to the place where she was registered, in a county welfare home.

I don't know if I'm too sensitive, but when I learned the exact address, Akihiko next to me froze obviously, and then the look of joy and pain in my eyes made me unforgettable.

When we came to the welfare home with the police, we had not contacted the person in charge beforehand, so it was a surprise visit, and because of this, we were able to see the real face of the place.

The scale is not large, it is an old-fashioned courtyard house rebuilt. There were not only children inside, but also some elderly people. Most of the old people have dull eyes, and when they see us, maybe they can't move, or maybe they don't bother to move anymore, so they sit in wheelchairs or lean on the windowsill like puppets.

Children are different, some of the candy I brought with me was quickly snatched up by a swarm of children, and in the end, they kept surrounding me and asked me for some of the most practical electronic products at the moment. The girls are relatively better, and the boys have dirty faces and messy hair.

Seeing that I couldn't get what they wanted anymore, I scattered in a hurry under the dean's reprimand. Not long after that, there was a faint rush of scolding and arguing over candy from the corner.

The dean led us to his office and explained that these children were not usually like this, and that they were very polite.

I guess he probably thought we were the ones who came to adopt the child.

Before entering, I looked back at the expectant eyes that were looking at us curiously through the window, and my heart sank.

Waiting for adoption, maybe it is the only way out for them who are helpless at an early age!

At first, the dean treated us more politely and politely, and he invited us to sit down, and boiled water to make tea. But as soon as he understood our intentions, he suddenly sat down like a full balloon had been deflated, shook his head and sighed, the water was boiling, and he didn't want to pour it into our tea-only cup, but directly pressed the button to turn it off.

The policeman was wearing civilian clothes that day, and it was not surprising that the dean had misunderstood. We can also understand the reason why the dean has changed so much.

Judging from this scale and the atmosphere of old and dilapidated, the situation of this private welfare institution should not be very good, and it is estimated that it can only rely on government relief to survive.

The only opportunity to improve your situation is to meet someone who comes to adopt a child, and you can get an unspoken donation for it.

When I think about this, my heart grows heavier.

The dean smiled helplessly, "Comrade policeman, it's really not that I don't want to help you, I only took over this welfare home the year before last." The old dean from before is still doing what he can here. But a few days ago, it was said that he was doing a white business at home, and he asked for leave and went on leave, and he won't be able to come back until tomorrow. So I really don't know what you're asking. I can't say anything. ”

The policeman asked, "Don't you have any information about some of the children who lived there before?" ”

The dean sighed and shrugged his shoulders, "Yes, yes, but the old dean before was old, and he didn't know how to use a computer, so he wrote paper documents. ”

Hearing this, Akihiko and I exchanged a look.

After leaving the contact information, we said goodbye to the dean and walked out of the courtyard.

I always feel that after coming out of such a place, it is a luxury to be hungry and want to buy something to eat at a roadside stall.

Akihiko seemed to see what was on my mind and patted me lightly on the shoulder, "No matter how sunny the world is, there will still be places where the sun can't shine." ”

I smiled bitterly and nodded.

Considering that the old dean would be back tomorrow and that we would have a long drive back, we decided to stay here for one night after some discussion.

The policeman contacted his former comrades-in-arms and said that they were going to get together and have a light meal.

I didn't want to go, but it can be seen that he has been invited repeatedly, and he has an extraordinary relationship with Akihiko, and he has tried his best to investigate the case for us these days, so he has shirked it, and he really can't be a man.

After having dinner with his comrades-in-arms, a total of four of us, his comrade-in-arms said that he hadn't seen him for a long time and wanted to go somewhere to play together.

But in this small county, there is not much rich nightlife, so I went to a KTV that is said to be the best there.

The environment is average, but fortunately, the acoustics are not bad.

The two of them probably haven't seen each other for a long time, and as soon as they go, they began to sing songs like those troops. Akihiko and I sat quietly all the time.

He occasionally looked at me, and when he saw that I was staring blankly at a certain place, he came to touch my head and asked me if I was still thinking about going to that welfare home during the day.

I shook my head at first, then nodded with a wry smile, "That woman, did you grow up in such a place?" ”

"At present, it has only been found that her accomplice went out from here."

As he said this, his face shook slightly, and his hands unconsciously covered his chest.

I saw that his face was not very good, and I thought that his previous injury was painful again, so I hurriedly patted him on the back, "What's wrong?" A recurrence of an old injury? ”

He shook his head lightly, "It's okay, maybe I drank some bar." ”

I listened, oh. But think about it again, no, his face should be redder after drinking, why does it feel more and more white now?

Just as I was about to open my mouth to ask him, I saw him suddenly take my hand and walk towards the song platform.

"Sing a song, I've never heard you sing it before."

I smiled angrily, "I haven't heard you sing again!" ’

"Well, sing me a song first, and I'll sing it to you. When it's over, we all let the system score, and whoever has a low score will be punished for singing another song. ”

As he spoke, he handed over the microphone.

I picked it up, "Who's afraid of whom." ”

After thinking about it, I clicked on "Moonlight in the City", which was more in line with my mood at the time.

The two people who had been acting as Maiba saw that someone else finally picked up the microphone and sang, and applauded vigorously, but after listening to two sentences, it was probably really wrong, and they put me aside and asked each other to drink and chat.

Only Akihiko has been listening carefully, from beginning to end.

The first time I heard this song was when I was a child, when my dad remarried and had a younger sister, and before I went to boarding school, I could hear laughter and laughter coming from their room every night when I lay in my room.

On my first birthday after my mother died, I didn't say anything after washing the dishes, and after waiting silently for a while, I saw my father holding my little sister and smiling into the room, and I didn't mean to come out for a long time. It dawned on me that no one was going to give me a birthday this year.

So he quietly returned to his room and closed the door, and as soon as he lay down, he heard the song coming from the building next door.

At that time, we didn't have a KTV or anything there.

It's a place like a small wine bar, there is a TV, there is a DVD player, and then the boss will give you a playlist, write whatever song you want to sing, and then she will find the corresponding VCD disc and put it out, eliminate the original sound, and sing along with the music.

There's one next door to my house, and it's where loud and roaring music usually comes from.

That day, she was just a sister, singing the same song "Moonlight in the City" back and forth.

I don't quite understand what this song is trying to express, but whenever I hear "The moonlight in the city illuminates the dream, please warm her heart, see through the gathering and dispersion of the world, can you have more happy fragments", the tip of my nose will be sour.

That night, I listened to the song and fell asleep in tears.

At that time, one of the biggest dreams in my heart was to grow up to have a complete and warm home.

I've been working on that.

Thirty years ago, my outlook on life was that as long as you worked hard, you would achieve what you wanted. Now, 30 years later, I believe that no matter what, there will be a day to lose, and the only thing we can do is to know that it will be so, but we still need to work hard.