Song Yun straightened her waist with difficulty, she lifted her reading glasses, looked at the person who was walking towards her, and after seeing it clearly, her originally calm face was suddenly filled with a smile.

"It's a little bumper! How did you get back? ”

Song Yu hurriedly stepped forward to support the old man: "I don't miss you, so I'll come back and see..."

Song Yun looked at Song Zhen, who had grown into an adult, and she couldn't help but sigh with emotion: "In the blink of an eye, the little bit back then has grown into a handsome guy..."

Song Yun's expression was stunned, he helped the old man to walk towards the welfare home, Song Yun looked at his expression, and said with a smile: "I knew that you kid, there must be something wrong when you come back suddenly, let's say, what's the matter with me?" ”

Song Zhen smiled: "Actually, it's not a big deal, I just want to ask..."

Song Zhen paused, he suddenly felt that he opened his mouth so rashly, which hurt the old man's heart a little. Song Yun is the director of the Chang'an Welfare Institute, and the children in the hospital affectionately call her Grandma Song, and she also treats these children as her own children, and does not favor one over the other because of anything.

When Song Zhen was a child, he was depressed for a long time because he was an orphan, and even gave up on himself for a time. Finally, after Song Yun's enlightenment, he came out of that haze.

Since then, he has always regarded this old man as his relative, and now if he rashly asks about his life, what will he think?

Does he feel like he's grown up and has new ideas?

For the first time, Song Zhen actually felt fear of his life experience... And... Bored...

He didn't want to hurt this old man who was very important to him, because for Song Chun, it was better to be kind than to raise him, no matter who his so-called biological parents were, they couldn't change the situation that Song Chun was thrown at the door of the welfare home since he was a child.

It can't change the fact that the old man raised him with hard work.

Thinking of this, Song Zhen smiled and said, "It's nothing, I just want to come back to accompany you..."

Song Yun held Song Zhen's hand and said kindly: "Child, you have had a problem since you were a child, once you lie, your hands will tremble unconsciously, even if you don't want to say, grandma, I can guess a few points..."

"Do you want to ask about your background?"

"I..." Song Zhen was confused for a while, he lowered his head, and he didn't know how to speak for a while...

Song Yun touched his head and said with a smile: "You can think of grandma's feelings, grandma is very happy, but when you grow up, it is normal to be curious or resentful about your biological parents, in fact, I was the first witness to that incident back then..."

Song Zhen held the old man's hand and quietly listened to her talk about the past...

On that day, I remember that it was the eighth day of the first lunar month, during the day, the weather was very good, but in the evening, the sky was overcast, and just when everyone thought it was going to snow, we... Suddenly I heard the sound of thunder...

Song Zhen was stunned for a moment: "Thunder in the depths of winter?!" ”

Song Yun looked at his puzzled appearance and said with a smile: "Yes, the thunder sounded in the depths of winter, I thought I heard it wrong, but as the thunder became more and more frequent, I determined one thing, on the night of the eighth day of the first month of Chang'an, there was thunder..."

"With the sound of thunder, it rained heavily in the sky, and the rain was so heavy that I thought it was a summer white rain, and the thundershower came and went quickly, and when the thunderstorm ended, I heard a cry suddenly coming from the door of the welfare home..."

"I followed the cry and found a child in the doorway, about four or five years old, wearing a... The clothes worn by the ancients, the hair reached the waist, I hurriedly stepped forward to hold the child, listening to his heart-rending cry, my heart was very uncomfortable..."

Song Zhen felt more and more uncomfortable in his heart, he understood that this was the first time the old man had seen him...

"The child kept crying out of his mouth, but the strange thing was... I don't understand what he's saying? It's something I've never heard before, and it's completely different from the Guanzhong dialect I remember, or if I speak another dialect..."

Song Zhen was shocked when he heard this, and he hurriedly said, "Grandma, is this the tone?" ”

Song Zhen tried to say the Bianliang official dialect and the Shuzhong dialect that Zhao Paner taught her...

Song Yun looked at him in surprise, her fingers trembling slightly: "Yes, that's the tone?!" Baby, do you remember? ”

Song Zhen shook his head bitterly: "No, about the memories of my childhood, I can only remember things after the age of five so far, the previous ... I don't have any memory at all..."

"And these words..."

Song Zhen's tone was even more strange: "I just encountered some strange things and met a very important person, she taught me..."

Song Yun sighed, she pulled Song Fu: "Come with grandma..."

Song Zhen followed Song Yun into her room, the old man picked up a small box with difficulty, and opened the key tremblingly, Song Zhen's intuition told him that there were things very important to him in this box...

He put his hands on the box, wanting to open it but not daring...

Does he crave his parents? is undoubtedly eager, when I was a child at school, whenever after school, Song Zhen saw that his classmates had their parents or grandparents to pick them up, and when they saw them rushing into the arms of their parents like milk swallows, Song Zhen was very envious...

He envied others for his father's reprimand, his mother's concern, and envied that they had parents who could celebrate their birthdays and take them to the playground, but he didn't...

Nothing...

Song Zhen resented and hated, complained about why they gave birth to themselves, hated why they abandoned themselves...

If there was a choice, Song Zhen would rather never come to this world himself!

As he grew older, Song Yun forced himself to let go of these complicated emotions, although he was a person, he was not a person, Song Yun occupied an increasingly important position in his life.

He once swore that he would give the old man a send-off for the elderly, no matter what, there are people in this world who love him after all...

Just as Song Zhen persuaded himself to let go of that past, some things came to the door by himself...

Song Yun looked at Song Zhen's struggling appearance, she patted him on the shoulder: "Since some things have come to the door, then be brave enough to face them and escape... It's useless. ”

Song Zhen listened to the old man's encouragement, and finally opened the box, and what was placed inside was a child's clothes, the only difference was that it was an ancient costume...

Song Yun took out her clothes and rubbed them, her eyes were full of smiles: "This is the first time I saw you back then, the clothes you wore, the ones you wore with it, and the jade pendant you always carried, apart from these two, there is nothing else..."

Song Zhen took the clothes and looked at them carefully, suddenly, he found that the inner collar of the clothes seemed to be embroidered with something, he turned it over, but it was a word...