The protagonist chased the villain, and Tiandao screamed in anger

"I'm glad you came to see me today, thank you."

Qiao Yi Zhong wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes. His upbringing and the distance he deliberately kept from his son helped him calm down again.

"I've heard about the Qiao family's affairs, but I don't understand them." Pulling You Mu to sit in front of the bed, Qin Jue looked at the man who couldn't help crying and tried hard to sort out his emotions. His heart was also complicated.

When he lost his adoptive parents, when he was wandering outside, when he had to eat garbage to fill his stomach, he also complained, blaming his biological parents for abandoning him and not wanting him.

When I saw the missing person program broadcast on the big screen in the shopping mall, I complained that if they knew he was abducted, why didn’t they search for him seriously for so many years?

He worked hard to grow up and support himself, and when he no longer had any extravagant desires or fantasies about these things, these things suddenly emerged and found him.

When he no longer needed these.

When seeing the Qiao family, Qin Jue had actually realized that all those assumptions he had about suffering and being angry when he was young seemed to be wrong.

Maybe they have tried to look for him and posted missing person notices, but there are so many people around that they always miss him.

But now, he is no longer the child struggling in the trash can to survive and does not need the support and companionship of his family.

For him, these things, at most, helped him to resolve the frustration and resentment that came from not getting answers many years ago.

The palm of my hand was gently rubbed twice, and the light touch suppressed the heavy mood.

Qin Jue turned around and saw that the people around him were always looking at him. He calmed himself down and asked, "I want to know the real reason why I was trafficked."

Qiao Rencheng had anticipated this question, and after hearing what Officer Han said, he had already calmed down.

"The situation of the Qiao family is a little complicated. Perhaps, there are some shameful things going on, but please don't mind... because those people are no longer here..."

"I will tell you everything you want to know."

"Don't worry, and don't have to feel any psychological burden. Even if you know your origins, you are still you."

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Qin Jue had classes in the afternoon, so he couldn't stay for too long. After coming out of the ward, he seemed a little depressed.

He didn't know that in that missing memory, there was a mother he had never met who had tried her best to protect him at the cost of her own life.

"Want to see her?"

The two walked side by side in the quiet ward corridor. You Mu moved closer and leaned his face against Qin Jue's shoulder.

"...Is it okay?" Qin Jue paused, turned his head, and hugged the other person out of habit to gain some psychological comfort.

So much time has passed, can he still see...?

You Muxi put his palms on Qin Jue's eyes and said, "Then... make a wish to the evil ghost. Who knows, it might come true."

His vision was blocked, in the darkness, Qin Jue felt the residual warmth of the other person's palm when they held hands.

A faint warmth covered his eyelids, and this soothing feeling brought out the sour feeling that he had tried so hard to suppress, which was brought about by the gloomy emotions in the ward.

The corners of his eyes suddenly became moist, and his tightly closed eyelashes were stained with water. Qin Jue didn't want to cry easily, but the physiological tears surpassed the will of his brain and showed the truest feelings of his body.

"I want to see her, I want to see my...mother, Amu." Qin Jue tightened his arms and buried his head in the other's neck. It was clearly an action of leaning over to embrace him, but it seemed as if he wanted to embed the person in front of him into his flesh and blood.

He spoke softly in the other person's ear, his voice choked, and it was hard to tell whether it was a prayer or a plea. His thoughts had already exceeded his initial expectations.

But when told that they are loved, no child would not want to see their mother.

He wanted to see her, just once, just one look, that would be enough.

"Wish, received."

You Mu gently wiped away the tears from the corners of Qin Jue's eyes with his fingertips. In response, he held up Qin Jue's wet cheeks and looked into his slightly red eyes.

At the end of the deserted corridor, the evil ghost raised his head and gently kissed the corner of the lips of the young man who was hugging him tightly.

Visiting the Qiao family took some time, and when Qin Jue rushed back to school, he entered the classroom on time again.

Fortunately, Xu Huang was considerate enough to save a seat for him out of habit, so that he didn't fall into the embarrassing situation of looking for an empty seat under the gaze of everyone.

As the intensity of sunlight weakened, the orange-yellow color gradually deepened, and the light and shadows projected on the white wall slowly tilted as the color changed.

Thinking about the things in the Qiao family, thinking about my biological parents, and people like Qiao Yueyang, the subtle connections between them seemed to be interconnected, like a densely woven giant net, and in the end no one could escape.

Qin Jue's thoughts were a little confused, and he was distracted a few times during the rare breaks. The front door of the classroom was open, and the teacher's voice through the loudspeaker could be heard from far away.

Amid the lingering sound of a loudspeaker, a sound of complex footsteps suddenly approached.

A group of teachers from the Political Education Department walked through the main entrance and entered the classroom from the back door while being polite to each other. During the walk, there was the sound of a counselor moving a chair in the office next door.

Looking through the main entrance, Qin Jue was facing a dazzling figure surrounded by a group of bald teachers.

The male teacher who was talking to him at the same side nodded in response, and when he raised his eyes inadvertently, his gaze fell accurately on him.

He was caught distracted in class, and was caught by his target. Qin Jue immediately came back to his senses, remembering that the teacher on the podium had said in the last class that this was an open class arranged by the school, and that the students in the class had to cooperate and be more serious.

So, his wife came to attend the class?

As if seeking confirmation, Qin Jue tilted his head, followed the actions of other students, turned his head inconspicuously, and looked back quietly.

At the back of the classroom, there was a row of black chairs. His wife stood out among the male teachers wearing glasses, as if she had her own starlight, shining brightly, and her style was different from that of everyone else.

"Please let Qin Jue answer this question!"

The teacher on the podium was talking about the content of the course with great enthusiasm, and the PPT was constantly scrolling on the screen. When encountering questions, in order to highlight the harmonious atmosphere of the classroom, the teacher habitually selected students with excellent grades in the class to answer questions.

But this time, the good student who usually pays attention in class was a little slow to react.

"Qin Jue!"

His arm was hit by Xu Huang beside him. Qin Jue turned his head and came to his senses, only to find that most eyes in the classroom were directed towards him.

His eyes fell on the whiteboard, Qin Jue stood up, feeling the gazes from all sides, thinking that the people behind him should also be looking at him.

Qin Jue cleared his throat and based on his previous knowledge, he quickly gave an answer that satisfied the teacher.

Sitting down with his knees bent, Qin Jue turned around again to look for his wife as he listened to the teacher's praise in class, and found that his wife was looking at him with her chin supported by the back of her hands and smiling faintly.

As if his thoughts were seen through, Qin Jue turned around and decided to be more honest and listen to the class carefully from now on.

"Teacher You, this is one of the top three students in the department. Their counselor is in the same office as me and often mentions him!"

The professional counselor next door saw You Mu's eyes on the student who was answering the question, and immediately came over to explain.

The dean mentioned to her privately that the new male teacher was of great importance. It was said that even Professor Qi, the most prestigious professor in the school, was very polite to him, and most of them had to worship him.

"Yes, this child has good grades, but he is unlucky. He is an orphan and relies on student loans and government subsidies to support his studies. He is a good child... What do you think about injecting capital into the school?" The teacher from the Finance Department struck while the iron was hot, remembering the task assigned to him by the vice-president, and intentionally mentioned it.

In the past, when the Qiao family's child studied at Lanzhou University, the Qiao family was the first investor in the school. As for the money, the school leaders turned a blind eye to the child's affairs. But now the situation has changed, and the Qiao family has not yet expressed its intention to invest in the next semester.

The dean had some connections privately, and he got word that Qiao Yi Zhong had been arrested. Fearing that the previous incident would be brought up again and affect the normal operation of the school, the dean dismissed the professional counselor of the student in question overnight, and he did not dare to accept investment from the Qiao family at this juncture.

In addition to that treacherous game of attracting people, previous investors have become much more cautious, and the school has not yet found an investor for the second half of the year.

Finally, someone who showed interest emerged, and the dean asked him to seize the opportunity at all costs.

Now that we have grasped this issue, the renovation and improvement of the school cafeteria will be in sight this year.

"Really? What a poor child. I'll consider it." Hearing what the teacher from the Finance Department said, You Mu nodded seriously.