"I remember, I should have been four or five years old." Guo Zai said lightly, his own efforts have always seemed to be a joke, almost 20 years have passed, I don't know who I am, and I am still working hard for a stranger.

Still praying for a father's love that may never be obtained.

"Four or five?" Yang Yunle's expression became puzzled, "At the age of four or five years old, haven't you seen me?" ”

Yang Yunle's memories of before the age of ten are still non-existent, even the memories of Fengye are vague.

Guo Tsai shook his head: "I never saw you before you were twenty years old. ”

After speaking, it was as if he was caught in a deep memory, and told the past one by one.

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At that time, he was only four or five years old, wandering alone in a strange city.

When I was hungry, I rummaged through the garbage to eat, and sometimes well-wishers would buy a few steamed buns.

He went to the orphanage several times, but he couldn't adapt to the environment there and ran out quietly.

Until one day, an uncle stood in his way.

"Kid, don't you have parents?"

The man asked, looking at the dirty condition in front of him. He didn't cast an unusual gaze, but a soft voice.

Although Guo Zai looks sloppy as a whole, he has a pair of bright eyes, which immediately attracts the attention of men.

"Uncle, I don't have parents, I don't remember what happened before, I'm so hungry, can you buy me something to eat?"

He shivered in the cold wind, like a poor cat. He stared at the man, hoping for some food.

As if touched by something, the man took off his coat in a daze and put it on Guo Zai's body, "Would you like to go home with me?" I'll take care of you later. ”

Because Guo Zai has always been dirty, passers-by have avoided it, and this is the first time someone has said such warm words to him.

He nodded without hesitation with his little face torn by the wind: "Uncle, I'll go with you." ”

In this way, Guo Zai returned home with the man.

"My surname is Ji, my name is Jicai, I'm not a villain." The man takes out his business card and introduces himself.

However, such a young child, where can he know words, he can only nod as if he understands, and look at the room again.

The room is spacious and bright, with everything from furniture to household appliances, and the split-level layout is eye-catching.

"Uncle, you ...... Why are you being so nice to me. ”

After taking a bath, he changed into the new clothes prepared for him by Jicai, stood next to the mirror and took a look, he was really a very handsome child, but he looked at Jicai timidly, a little overwhelmed.

"It's okay, it's just that your eyes make me think of my son, who is about the same age as you."

The man sighed and looked at a painting on the wall.

It's a stick figure, just a small face, and it looks like it's the work of a very young child.

"Your son? Where is he? Kuang Tsai asked with innocent eyes flashing.

Just now, with curiosity, he had already surveyed all the rooms. The house is a small set, and there is no one else except this uncle in front of him.

"He went far, far, far." Ji Cai said this, his voice was a little choked, he took a sip of water, and looked at the situation again.

"You can call Jiyong, the name of Kuangzai is very good, you can also call me Dad, I will protect you like a father."

Jicai said very sincerely, he really saw his son from this child's body.

"Daddy." No one has ever been so kind to him, and he couldn't help but shout.

Jicai nodded, thinking that this was a very well-behaved child, and it was also in line with his own heart.

In the next few years, Jicai did spoil his son like his own son, but he went out early and returned late every day, but he would definitely take him around on weekends to buy new clothes and toys.

Although Guo Zai and Jicai are not related by blood, he sees his kindness to him, so he follows him to death.

Until one day, that day was Kuang Tsai's 10th birthday.

Jicai brought back a birthday cake from outside in the evening, briefly celebrated Kuang Zai's birthday, and then sat on the sofa with some lost souls.

Guo Zai also sat next to him obediently, and as usual, he gave him a twitch on the shoulder and rubbed his back.

"Dad, why don't you look happy at all?"

Guo Zai looked at the helpless Jicai and asked.

"I just miss my son, no matter how hard I try, I feel like it's all in vain in the end."

After Jicai finished speaking, he sighed heavily, saying that he was powerless.

"You mean brother? Brother, where the hell is he? ”

Guo Tsai had some doubts in his heart, he had been in this house for five years, and he had never seen the little brother in his father's mouth, and even there were no footprints of him in this family.

"He's far away and can't come back."

Jicai's eyes became hollow, he didn't know when his head was covered with a lot of gray hair, and he was in his thirties, but he was forty years old.

"Is there a way to get him back?" Guo Zai looks innocent and can't wait to share a little trouble for his father.

"There's no way, I've been working hard all these years, but I haven't let him find his way back." After Ji Cai finished speaking, he covered his face with his hands and sobbed softly.

Crying so suddenly, this is the first time he has seen his father crying, and he actually felt very uncomfortable, and cried.

"Xiao Guanzai, don't cry, Dad is fine."

Jicai saw that Guo Zai cried loudly, and hurriedly comforted him. He took the money out of his pocket again, "You go buy what you like to eat, Dad wants to be alone." ”

Guo Zai nodded, as if he remembered something, he quickly ran back to his bedroom, took out a big wooden box, and carefully placed it in front of Jicai.

Jicai looked at him with a surprised face: "What is this?" ”

Guo Zai didn't nod, but gently opened the box, which was full of large and small banknotes, almost full of wooden boxes.

"Dad, you said that the little brother can't come back from a far, far away place, so I have been saving the money you bought me snacks and toys, I think I have saved enough, the little brother has enough money to come back, and Dad doesn't have to be so sad."

Guo Zai is really an innocent child, and his words hurt Jicai again.

Jicai took him into his arms and touched his head, "Silly boy, this matter can't be solved with money, otherwise it would have been solved long ago." ”

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