Wanqiu kept watching, and the nurse gently communicated with the child and encouraged the child.

Orphanages are discarded children.

Same with him.

Many of the children here are just like him.

It turned out that he was not the only one.

Was he discarded because he was deformed?

Wan Qiu turned his head and looked at the window behind him, and there was a white world outside.

Why didn't his parents in his previous life throw him into an orphanage?

Was it intentional to let him die?

Wan Qiu interacted with the other children, but he felt that there was no sense of stagnation.

Everything that the nurse did, Wan Qiu vaguely made Wan Qiu feel very much like Jiang Chengfeng.

Sometimes Wan Qiu would suddenly think about what if he didn't die, but in the welfare home......

Will they be cared for with the same tenderness as these children?

Wan Qiu and Chu Yigui were arranged in the staff dormitory, specially laid beds for them, and before going to bed, they went to the children's dormitory to tell stories to the children.

The children who were assigned to different dormitories were very unhappy, but fortunately, they would stay here for a long time, and everyone had the opportunity to hear Chu Yigui's bedtime story.

Wan Qiu watched all the children lying on the bed obediently, and the sound of Chu Yigui's reading was like gurgling water in the middle of the night, quietly coaxing every child to sleep.

Wan Qiu looked at Chu Yigui's side face and kept watching.

Until Chu Yigui closed the book, the children were already asleep.

The nurses who kept vigil tonight smiled at them, and Wan Qiu and Chu Yigui tiptoed away and closed the door quietly.

The dim night light in the corridor illuminated, and Wan Qiu followed behind Chu Yigui and turned his head to look out the window.

It's probably that it's so remote that you can't even see a few buildings.

It was all pitch black on all sides, except for a headlamp hanging from a high railing, illuminating the clean ground that had been cleaned.

"Brother, how are you doing today?" Chu Yi turned his head and asked Wan Qiu.

Wan Qiu didn't know how to answer this question.

"The orphanage itself is just such a place." Chu Yigui didn't seem surprised by Wan Qiu's silence, turned his head and looked out the window, "It's a place to be abandoned and taken away." ”

Wan Qiu remembers that the children here would call the dean their mother.

It's as if they're brothers and sisters.

Young children are together, sensible to take care of the ignorant, and learn to help each other.

"It's a great place." Wan Qiu said.

However, Chu Yigui's eyes flickered slightly, and his gaze shifted from the lonely light to Wan Qiu's body.

Wan Qiu smiled when he saw Chu Yigui.

However, such a smile is something that Wan Qiu can't understand.

Not happy and unhappy.

Weird, as if leaving the warm corridor, wearing thin clothes, standing in the lonely and lonely light.

"Brother?" Chu Yigui asked, "After reading these today, do you also think this is a good place?" ”

The warm words were like the tips of fine and dense needles poking into the flesh and blood, bringing stinging pain, but the scars could not be found.

Wan Qiu didn't know why he felt this way.

Obviously, they were standing in the light together, but Chu Yigui was in the shadows.

Wan Qiu stepped forward, but Chu Yigui did not retreat.

The distance between the two of them was approaching, and Wan Qiu's hand grabbed Chu Yigui's clothes.

"Because even if you are abandoned, there is still a place to go." Wanqiu raised his head, very seriously, from the heart, "There is a warm place, there are bedding and beds, there are good food, there is a clean room, there are companions together, and there is a mother's ......"

In Wan Qiu's mind, there were countless things that he could only have here.

"There are people who will come to see them, new clothes, toys ......"

There are many, many, incomparably precious things for Wanqiu.

"It's great that my brother is here." Wan Qiu hugged Chu Yigui, "My brother is here, he has survived well." ”

A warm body temperature, a strong body, and a gentle smile are things that you can only have after surviving.

"It's really nice for my brother to be able to wait here for his parents."

Only in this way can Wanqiu meet his excellent younger brother.

can hug my brother so intimately, hold hands with my brother, study with my brother, and get along with my brother.

Chu Yigui lowered his head and looked at the top of Wan Qiu's head.

He has been malnourished for a long time, and has not been able to develop well, his brother.

Thin like snowflakes that can melt easily.

"Yes, you're right." Chu Yigui chuckled.

There was no reluctance in that laughter, and there was nothing hidden.

While most of the time was thinking about nothing, Wan Qiu was thinking about what was there.

Chu Yigui pinched Wanqiu's hair, it was very soft, and there was a subtle touch between his fingers.

"Brother, do you hate me?" Chu Yigui's voice seemed to sound in a more distant place.

Chu Yigui was thinking, could his voice be heard by Wan Qiu?

"I love my brother."

Wan Qiu didn't know why Chu Yigui would say hate.

But he really loves his brother.

Chu Yigui's expression has changed after all.

Chu Yigui didn't know if Wanqiu still didn't understand.

Did he know he had robbed him of his life?

Does he know that because of his discarding, he has everything he has now?

Wan Qiu knew that his suffering was the achievement of Chu Yigui in the welfare home?

Chu Yigui couldn't say these words.

Wan Qiu's existence is like wrapping absurdity and lies in sweet sugar coating, layer after layer.

In this way, the bitter taste can be buried forever.

Chu Yigui occasionally wondered why he survived.

Why don't you die unconsciously when you are discarded?

Was there anything he had to do to survive?

He stood in the dark world and became a shadow.

But when he was embraced by Wan Qiu, Chu Yigui suddenly saw a thin line of light that shimmered.

Traveled through the dark world, through his side, and stretched in an unknown direction.

He couldn't tell where the line leads.

It's just that in the dark, directionless world, he has no choice.

I can only follow the only broken light that has been crushed into a thin line.

Wan Qiu was lying on the bed in the dormitory, but he couldn't close his eyes.

It wasn't pitch black, and most of the things in the room were faintly recognizable by the moonlight coming in through the window.

Wanqiu couldn't sleep for the first time.

Those who were as deformed as he was, who had sick children, were abandoned here.

If he didn't return to his parents after being abandoned by Ning Qiaozhen and Ning Hai, would he be in the welfare home now?

Is there a place he can go anyway?

The younger brother said that there are many people here who sponsor to help orphans in need.

It's a gathering place of goodwill.

There's so much kindness.

In this world, there must be only a happy world.

Wan Qiu stretched out his hands from the quilt and raised them high, this feeling of grasping freedom seemed to have been unconsciously accustomed to it.

Wan Qiu wanted to tell another self in the depths of his memory.

I want him to know that no matter what happens, they can live well.

Wan Qiu's hands clasped together and placed them in his heart.

I hope that the other self in my memory that is different from him can also understand the same feelings as him.

Chapter 78

"Brother, can't you sleep?" Chu Yigui's voice came from another bed not far from Wanqiu, which was particularly obvious in the quiet night, "Are you okay?" ”

"Hmm." Wan Qiu retracted his hands back into the quilt, and the feeling of being suddenly grabbed without sleeping at night was a little embarrassing.

"Brother, do you need to read to you too?" Chu Yigui asked.